IC: "Well, aren't you quite the expert?" Ticeli says. He slowly circles to the side, forming an angle with himself, Torok, and the others. "Able to handle everything?" He fires a modulating sonics blast at Torok.
IC: Rahzahkea grunted as the staff hit his side, but blocked the final strike to his face with the Starblade. "I'm good at talking. I like speechifying especially, but in your case..."
He backstepped quickly, striking at Torok's Nail-eye with his sword several times. His mask shifted, a shield of sorts surrounding him as the Toa circled the entity. "...I think I'd rather pass." He slices towards the eye yet again.
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
Oh. Didnt know that. Then retcon what Ithmys did. IC: Ithmys' eyes seemed to fade as his aura temporarily flashed, then disappeared. His aura absorbed the biofeedback, but it faded out temporarily, leaving him powerless. "I regret not bringing a weapon" Sevair thought for a second. Then he fired a spike at Torok.
Torok caught the second spike with his free hand. He held it up, then it transformed taking on many shapes before settling on ten needles. The needles launched themselves back at Sevair, growing as they went until they became spears.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
IC: "Well, aren't you quite the expert?" Ticeli says. He slowly circles to the side, forming an angle with himself, Torok, and the others. "Able to handle everything?" He fires a modulating sonics blast at Torok.
"Of course." A second Torok appeared out of the torso of the first, cut off at the waist as he stuck out of the firsts side. The second Torok tapped the sonic blast, transforming it into a wall of ice. A second tap, and the Ice shattered, the sharp crystals then launched themselves at Ticeli.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
IC: Rahzahkea grunted as the staff hit his side, but blocked the final strike to his face with the Starblade. "I'm good at talking. I like speechifying especially, but in your case..."
He backstepped quickly, striking at Torok's Nail-eye with his sword several times. His mask shifted, a shield of sorts surrounding him as the Toa circled the entity. "...I think I'd rather pass." He slices towards the eye yet again.
As the second dealt with Tecil, the first Torok blocked each swing of the Starblade with his staff. "Your weapon is crude. I can think of twenty different improvements to the design, some of which may even be able to hurt me." Together both Torok clapped their hands together shattering the shield. Then two Toroks became one again.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
OOC: Would it be overly hopeful to point out that Torok didn't say anything about them having to win? Also, can I have cookies?
OOC: Cookies are for winners!
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“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
IC: Sylah still looks crestfallen as she channels more bolts at Torok, almost halfheartedly. Even her eyes reflect hopelessness.
No use, was there? She still didn't understand how they defeated the other one, let alone Torok. And with the Chaos Lord so angry...
...it just felt pointless to her.
"Sylah, you fight, or you die. If any of you give up, you all lose."
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
Oh yeah Ithmys doesn't have a weapon. Sevair does, just if it looked like Sevair said that line ALso do we still have the willpower blades? IC: Ithmys inches back, but he looks like he's about to fistfight torok. Sevair activates his Kakama, zooming past the spikes, firing another array of spikes from a different angle.
IC: Rahzahkea stumbled backward, eyes glaring. "Says the wielder of the mighty black stick. I'd take those improvements though, not that'd you actually give anyone a fighting chance." He flashes a smile at the single Torok.
"Takes away all the fun of being a god, doesn't it?"
He stabs the ground and a shield surrounds him again. The shield flies at Torok, and another generates and repeats the attack. And another. And another.
IC: Sylah seems to decide something, and stands quietly. She looks at Torok a final time, frowning bitterly.
"Fine then. Monster."
Giant wings of shadow, almost the scale of the Temple of Light shroud her normal wings, and a great cloud of shadow surges towards Torok, intent on devouring him. Because it's so vast, the attack likely will at least draw his attention, if not hurt him outright.
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"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
IC: Rahzahkea stumbled backward, eyes glaring. "Says the wielder of the mighty black stick. I'd take those improvements though, not that'd you actually give anyone a fighting chance." He flashes a smile at the single Torok.
"Takes away all the fun of being a god, doesn't it?"
He stabs the ground and a shield surrounds him again. The shield flies at Torok, and another generates and repeats the attack. And another. And another.
IC: Sylah seems to decide something, and stands quietly. She looks at Torok a final time, frowning bitterly.
"Fine then. Monster."
Giant wings of shadow, almost the scale of the Temple of Light shroud her normal wings, and a great cloud of shadow surges towards Torok, intent on devouring him. Because it's so vast, the attack likely will at least draw his attention, if not hurt him outright.
Sevairs spikes dissapear into thin air, appearing on the other side of Rahzahkea, him being there New target. "God dosent even begin to describe me."
Torok floated upward, until he was engulfed by the shadow. And instant later he was in front of Sylah, bent over forward. An eerie stillness over takes the area. Sylah feels a pain in her side, looking down she would see a pair horns now sprouting from the sides of Toroks head, one of which was impaired through a nonvital area of Sylahs sternum. "That's it. Fight me with all your conviction. Or die trying."
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“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
this post assumes Torok didn't take away the weapons for the fight IC: When Ithmys backed away, he suddenly remembered the willpowerblade, which was currently in the form of a band on his wrist. The blade shifted turning into the reality rending sword. Ithmys focused the blades power right into Torok's being, hoping to make a cut...
IC: "Well, aren't you quite the expert?" Ticeli says. He slowly circles to the side, forming an angle with himself, Torok, and the others. "Able to handle everything?" He fires a modulating sonics blast at Torok.
"Of course." A second Torok appeared out of the torso of the first, cut off at the waist as he stuck out of the firsts side. The second Torok tapped the sonic blast, transforming it into a wall of ice. A second tap, and the Ice shattered, the sharp crystals then launched themselves at Ticeli.
IC: Ticeli quickly raises his shield to block the ice, an eerie tinkling melody flowing across the battlefield. "Creative!" he calls with a laugh. "Also inherently reality-breaking. Care to face us on our level?"
IC: Sylah looked down at the spikes, and coughed. Ichor flowed from the wound for a moment, and then stopped. One of her claws locked around the horn, the other cloaking itself in shadow and lightning.
The mutant's eyes were wild, betrayal and anger in them. She coughs, tears of pain mingling with the ichor from the wound. Sylah laughs, bitterly and stares at him. "Some...god...you...are.." Her fist lashed forward, shattering the horn stuck in her, the shards falling out moments later. Her fist flashed out again, aiming for the Nail.
IC: Rahzahkea swung the sword, catching all but a few of the spikes. He flew a ways to the side, grunting and expelling the spikes telekinetically. He raised his left hand, the Willpower Blade forming what looked to be a spear made of many fused tendrils. He strikes at Torok, a rend in space already cutting towards the titan.
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
"Of course." A second Torok appeared out of the torso of the first, cut off at the waist as he stuck out of the firsts side. The second Torok tapped the sonic blast, transforming it into a wall of ice. A second tap, and the Ice shattered, the sharp crystals then launched themselves at Ticeli.
IC: Ticeli quickly raises his shield to block the ice, an eerie tinkling melody flowing across the battlefield. "Creative!" he calls with a laugh. "Also inherently reality-breaking. Care to face us on our level?"
"That is what I'm doing. I am only using a single ability. Would you like to use more?"
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“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
IC: Sylah looked down at the spikes, and coughed. Ichor flowed from the wound for a moment, and then stopped. One of her claws locked around the horn, the other cloaking itself in shadow and lightning.
The mutant's eyes were wild, betrayal and anger in them. She coughs, tears of pain mingling with the ichor from the wound. Sylah laughs, bitterly and stares at him. "Some...god...you...are.." Her fist lashed forward, shattering the horn stuck in her, the shards falling out moments later. Her fist flashed out again, aiming for the Nail.
IC: Rahzahkea swung the sword, catching all but a few of the spikes. He flew a ways to the side, grunting and expelling the spikes telekinetically. He raised his left hand, the Willpower Blade forming what looked to be a spear made of many fused tendrils. He strikes at Torok, a rend in space already cutting towards the titan.
Torok backs out, the horn regrowing. He then fade through Sylah putting her in the path of Rahs and Itmys attack.
OOC: I don't think I spelled his name right. Also I don't think anyone is aware of what the Nail is. I don't it's ever been mentioned in game.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”