[Application based RP] Hunting the Baron.

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Tourist Fjord

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01-07-2011

"Magic will offer us no protection here..." Fjord brings his arms up to his face, leaning down into position, fists clenched and prepared for combat. Sparks resonate through the air, as he dashes, with great speed, towards one of the constructs, pulling an arm back to strike into its cold steel chassis.


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Silverling

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01-07-2011

Silver let out a low hiss, cursing in an alien language. She forcefully dug her claws into the metal mesh, attempting to destroy the runes that it was made out of, and trying to keep its attention onto her instead of the other members of the group.


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Koragon

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01-08-2011

Instead of his failed wrathful attempt to shred his enemy apart like before, he decides a more rampaging approach will be more suited for this. With quick agility and fists bellowing in power, Scarr twists and turns side to side as he dashes at the construct, smashing with his powerful fists at any openings that the robot can dare show.


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Munchlord

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01-13-2011

((The inactive ones (Talz, Nwol and Bonez) have untill monday to post or I'll put their characters into a stasis state and remove them from the expedition, at least for now.))

One of the circling constructs suddenly dashed in, assaulting Mirabel's silver wall. The moment it touches it, all magical influence over it is abolished, and it hammers a clenched fist straight through it, starting to tear away a solid chunk with its claws. At this rate, it would be through in a matter of seconds. It doesn't have those seconds, however, as Fjord dashes in and strikes out at it. With an arm stuck inside the silver wall, it is incapable of avoiding it. The strike sends it staggering a few steps backwards, leaving behind the claw and lower arm that was lodged in the silver wall.

Scarr's assault seems locking in stalemate with the construct for the first few seconds, with attacks and dodges, but Scarr's experience and speed quickly gives him an advantage that he presses to land a powerful blow against its midsection, sending it flying backwards.

While one of the constructs assaulting Jacob and Munchlord was reassembling, Jacob pushed a series of buttons on his polearm, turning one end into a long, thin spike. Turning to the construct that he had knocked off its feet, he thrust the spike through the metallic runemesh of its torso section and deep into the sands before pushing a button with no immediately visible effect. Munchlord unleashed a swift jet of flames and intense heat into the sand beneath it, turning it into blackened and soot stained glass, but glass nonetheless. This revealed that the button had caused the spike to sprout hooks into the surrendering sand, which was now glass, effectively trapping the construct.

Silver's assault bore an unexpected result. At first, it seemed futile, the mesh resisting her efforts completely, but trapping her for moments long enough that she is only barely able to dodge its attacks. Especially considering the unnnaturally flexible nature of its limbs, even trying to duck around and attack it from the rear doesn't give her an advantage worth mention. She manages to avoid all the attacks, but some are so close her clothing suffers minor cuts, without the constructs' claws breaking skin. Eventually, however, she happened to be assaulting the mesh of its lower arm with both her hands at the moment it disjoined from the rest, suddenly ripping it apart with surprising ease.

Munchlord's eyes snap over to Silver as she manages this. "Perfect Silver, that's it! The parts are vulnerable when their connection to the torso part is severed. We can't destroy the constructs completely like this, but we can render them incapacitated."

In the meanwhile, the disjoined construct near Jacob had reformed and while he was rising up from impaling the other, it quickly attacked from behind him, reaching around and sinking its claws deep into his gut in what would be a slow but certain death for any normal human. The pain and injury seemed to infuriate Jacob more than anything though, as his eyes turned cold with focused anger. Quickly, he stepped onto the constructs' feet, took a firm grip of its upper arms and ripped them off at the shoulders, before clenching his fists and crushing the metallic mesh. He didn't give it as much as a moment of pause though, as he took a step forward and spun, delivering vertical arcing blows with both hands, one connecting at the lower part of the torso component and the other at the upper part of the leg, disjoining the torso and head completely from the rest. He then stuck his black claw-hands inside the legs and swiftly rearranged the metallic claw-bones into five-point star blades and made them spin rapidly, shredding the top of the leg mesh to bits and pieces.


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Koragon

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01-13-2011

With the new fueled rage of knocking his enemy back, Scarr smashed his fists together, charging forth at immense and a fist extended back, but this strike brewed new power, a different power. When he finally reaches the construct, he boars his fist deep into the robot, sending massive a massive eruption of strength and power. For a normal being, this strike would send the mortals flesh and skeletal core flailing back.


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Silverling

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01-13-2011

Silver glanced over at Munchlord between dodging attacks and trying to damage the construct. "Awesome! I'd prefer destroyed, but incapacitated is better than working."

This reply, seeing as it made her slightly distracted, caused a slight miscalculation as to where the construct's next attack would be, and Silver received a good sized gash along her arm, a grey green fluid oozed out from the wound. She hissed loudly at this, and then promptly tore the construct's arm off, quickly shredding the mesh and rendering the arm useless. Once that was finished, she lunged at the construct again, with plans to completely dismantle the thing, making a point that one little injury was not going to slow her down at all.


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Tourist Fjord

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01-18-2011

An arm clenched back, ripped from the silver wall ahead of him, Fjord forcibly rips the remnant of it's metallic surface off with a powerful roundhouse kick, launching it through the air towards the Construct before spinning backwards, haunched over in a defensive stance as the spiralling debris hurtles dangerously towards the construct, glistening with protruding, lethal sharpness.


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Talz

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01-20-2011

Pern was shocked at the speed of the creatures as one of the metallic monsters body slammed him into the ground. The sand was already pouring into his joints as the beasts metal claws snapped at his body.

"Ah, these are much stronger than they look." He gasped, barely able to hold the construct back with skeletal hands. He could hear his bones begin to crack under the stain. Focusing his mind, he channeled necromantic energy to his upper body and arms, strengthening them to inhuman levels.

Grunting to his feet, he spins on his heel, throwing the beast onto the dune. Taking a low stance, a black chain appeared in Pern's hands, as he tossed the shackled to the air, they locked in midair, around the irons formed the body of a large Freljordian Ice dragon (about the size of an elephant). The beast hissed in discomfort of the heat thrashing about until Pern yanked heavily on the chain, snapping it's attention.

"Destroy the construct Rigealc, leave nothing left."

The dragon growled in rage as a stream of quick white foam sprayed across the monster, as it made contact with the ground or anything, it reverted to a liquid form and froze, locking the metal beast in place. Rigealc then began to gouge the creature with all the power it possessed in it's black claws.

While the dragon took care of that sand monster, Pern brought his attention to the others, keeping focused and alert for any more to make a strike. Seeing one circling by him in the distance, he leashed out three quick blasts of umbral lightning towards the creature.


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Munchlord

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01-20-2011

The spray of white foam froze a section of the desert sands, but the construct itself was unaffected. As such, it was free to move as the Dragon followed up with a swiping claw. The construct dodged the claw swipe and slid in close to the Dragon where it would have a harder time gaining momentum in its blows. The metallic being then tore into Rigealc with both claws, rending loose a chunk of ice the size of a human head.

The other one was struck square in the chest by the lightning, to a grand total of no effect at all. It circled a little further, then ran past Pern, charging claws first at Kasmiria. Jacob noticed and reacted quickly, crushing the upper arm that he had detached from the torso of the pinned construct into a ball and throwing it at the construct attacking Kasmiria. While the construct dodged, it had to break stride and slow down for a moment, buying her a few extra seconds to react. All the while, Jacob was speaking
"Hey Bones, did they break your ears when they brought you back or something? Magic doesn't work on these things."

The searing pain that Jacob and Scarr had already come to know made Silver's wound throb, but unusual physiology and familiarity with pain made the press on unhindered, and after dismantling the one working arm the construct had left, the rest of the process rending it just a torso piece laying around was easy.

The one Scarr was battling tried to block his attack with an arm, only to be taken completely aback by the savagry and force behind the punch. The impact had the lower arm of it come off and be crushed against the torso as the torso itself was shot backwards a few dozen feet before hitting a dune. The remaining parts had remained and now fallen to the ground, starting to quiver before they tried to reassemble.

The one fighting Fjord had its detached arm mangled by Fjord's kick, but instead of being hurt by the piece flung at it, it caught the piece with its clawed hand and threw it back at Fjord, just as it charged forward, starting a claw slash that threatened to cut Fjord open from beltbuckle to jawbone.

While the fighting was going on, the sands moved in a flash, quickly enveloping Tekun and seeming to pull him underneath the surface, all in a faction of a second. At the same moment, the Empress simply dissolved into loose sand.


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Sapphyrite

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01-20-2011

"Brute strength will be required here. I shall comply, then."

She raised her arms and lowered them in a swipe, speaking a command.

The silver barrier flickered and rose in a strong tidal wave, drawing the creature's claw stuck in it beneath the surface, a muffled sound of grinding accompanying it. The wave crashed over the creature threatening her. Even without magic, the sheer weight of the metal mass would be enough to grind most beings to dust.

The mass solidified around the creature, encasing its scattered remains away.

Regaining composure, she looked at the battling companions.

"Perhaps, it is time to quicken the pace of this skirmish."

She started an ancient incantation, a silver aura enveloping gently her allies. She floated, chanting, as series of silver runes slowly floated around her.

((The radiance provides a substantial healing factor and speed increase to whoever is infused with it. It's also more or less skintight, so it should prove resistant to dispelling....so long as Mirabel keeps chanting...))