Chronology: Ultimate

[thatguyinthestore]

Lazarus' assault on the Santa Robot proved effective, as there wasn't much it could do at all when the Marine froze time and began to fire bursts of gunfire into its face - especially not when it hadn't even noticed said Marine climbing onto its back in the first place due to the other commotion that surrounded it. By the time... well, time itself had resumed, Robot Santa was left screaming as it brought its hands up and over its face, shaking its head back and forth all the while. However, in the process of doing this, he ended up swatting the Marine away with the back of its hand, more than likely sending him flying, this time right into the direction of none other than Frank Castle.

Luckily for Agent 3, however, this current fight provided her with the perfect distraction she needed in order to sneakily scale its back using her makeshift ink pathways. All without being noticed, of course. What the machine was focused on, however, was B.J., who'd recently made his way up and onto its shoulder. Before he could fire his new gun, however, the Santa's arm extended outwards to the opposite side, and produced a... bike? It was just a normal bike, from the looks of things. However, said bike was quickly thrown down at B.J. at record breaking speeds, countering him and tossing him off of his shoulder before he could even fire his weapon!

Like most of the other regular guns, though, Jett was unfortunately unable to do little more than make small dents in the Robot Santa's legs with her own weapon. She did, however, manage to chip a few bits off of one of the reindeer's antlers, though not much, as it soon came flying at her at its own breakneck speeds, trying its best to ram directly into her and send her flying!

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[Ellya]

Frank Castle

The Santa robot reeled from the shock of the arrows. Yellow tips were some kind of lightning arrow. How these things fired from a crossbow was beyond him, but Frank wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. When Santa summoned two reindeer, he cursed under his breath. Things were just getting more chaotic, the odds stacked further against them. Their current opponent was down, for the moment, but didn't seem like he was going to stay there for very long. To his right, Frank heard a bellow.

Kratos was back on his feet. The old man turned his attention away from Santa for now, the bot was still focused on his primary group anyways. The ashen-skinned man was roaring and flying all over the place. Familiar, if backed by incredible strength and speed. He trained the crossbow on the Spartan with practiced eased. Pumped the reload. His movements were like clockwork. One shot. Click, click. Two shots. Click, click. It was pretty clear nothing he did would really hurt Kratos while the man was in this state, but it might give Fuma the room she needed to breathe. Frank wasn't stationary, either. He kept up a steady strafe as he moved, laying down as close to suppressive fire as he could manage with the relatively low rate of fire of the weapon, more relying on the force of each shot than the weapon's speed.

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Corvo Attano​

The impact of the slam on the ground reverberated through his spine, striking every nerve cell in his body while knocking all air from his lungs. Yet, hand numbed and stinging, he Possessed the distant rat before another attack could be done in. He emerged from the rat in the next second, falling to his hands with a pained groan. It was as if he'd taken a dive from Dunwall Tower down to ground level. Hands still writhing, he reached for a vial of S&J Elixir. Though he couldn't get past the lid when Akari worked his magic. Within a few moments, Corvo's breathing returned to normal. "'Preciate it." And at the same time, it appeared Kratos was down for the count.

"By the Outsider... Where does someone get that kind of strength?" he asked to nobody in particular, stretching his neck around. When Kratos unleashed that daunting yell, Corvo reached for his pistol, inadvertently occupying his Marked hand, as he could not have expected the insanely fast boomerang axe that was Kratos' weapon. His hip took the brunt of the first impact, causing the Lord Protector to stagger, gritting his teeth to stifle any sound of pain. Afterward, he reacted in time to just barely shield himself from the other three hits with his Folding Sword. Once more, he pulled out the aforementioned S&J Elixir and chugged it, relieving the wound. He took another vial and tossed it to Kassandra in case she needed it.

Corvo took his crossbow, loading it with a Howling Bolt (essentially a flashbang confined in a crossbow bolt) while Kratos relentlessly pummeled Fuma. By now, it was perfectly clear why this person was a reigning champion. Running to the side of the two, he shot the bolt directly at Kratos, followed by a powerful Windblast angled so it would knock only Kratos back. Hopefully, this gave Fuma a chance to escape the onslaught of attacks.

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As Kratos was unleashing punches on Fuma, he felt what were essentially weak punches to his torso. None of them hurt, but each of them was a nuisance. Nevertheless, he kept up his endless assault, right up until he was temporarily blinded by another kind of crossbow bolt. This did put him off balance for a second, especially followed up by a sudden blast of wind.

Kratos only moved to the side about one step, but that was enough to stop the flurry. Now his attention was on Corvo though. Baring his teeth with a snarl, the large man suddenly jumped up into the air, high, only to immediately come crashing down again, causing a shockwave that caused both Corvo and Fuma to be knocked back painfully, maybe even losing their balance. Even Frank would feel at least some of that shockwave.

Using that moment of momentary pause in Corvo's movements, Kratos then leapt towards him, almost seeming to fly once again, his fist ready to unleash a godlike punch to the face.

You're probably gonna want to dodge this one.

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[Zamasu]

Shanoa & Jared Williams

Jared probably has a headache from fighting Venice, made worst that the fight is over, much to his disappointment. Good thing there is another challenge in the form of fighting a robotic santa and some pale man. Jared would casually walk up to Shanoa and ask "Psst, wanna take on that santa bot? He looks funny and I don't like it." Shanoa turns to him and notices his bleeding head. "You sure you don't want to take care of your head? You're bleeding very bad." Jared blinked, saying "Yeah I know, but can we fight that robot santa?" Shanoa could not help but sigh and nod.

After gaining some buff from Orbeck, the pair gets their eyes on the robot santa. "So, you got any idea on how to get rid of him?" Shanoa asked. "If there is a way to switch him off, I'm gonna need someone to distract him and find a way to bust him open for me to make the switch." Jared answered. "Not a problem." Shanoa said before using Rapidus Fio to zoom in on Robot Santa and use Lapiste to unleash a series of rocky punches, all the meanwhile Jared makes a run for the back in the hopes of finding something that can shut the robot down.

thatguyinthestore Laix_Lake @Robot Santa Fight​

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop
​

"I ain't," Kyou replied weakly, wiping out some blood from his mouth. "Just...Just use it for now, okay? I need to catch my breath..." The half oni mumbled, his wounds quickly fixing themselves, as he simply nodded to Frank. Balance Breaking in such short periods, principally when the last involved everyone in the group and just was a few hours ago wasn't ideal at all. He could almost feel his fuel running out, his emotions, and his self almost being snuffed. He didn't feel like dying, but Kyou was getting exhausted. He could go on and fight for hours-- and he did, but he really just needed a fucking rest to recharge.

Kyou could see it, no one was having an easy time with Kratos-- and the moment the God of War unleashed that barrage of punches into Fuma, Mimaki reacted. The Kitsune's eyes glowed brightly, and so did the Moon symbol on his forehead. His Nine Tails glowed brightly, as power coursed through them to the rest of his body- there was a snarl in his face as he watched Fuma get hurt, yet he didn't allow his emotions to take over him. At least not now.

For a moment, the fox's and Oni's eyes shifted between one another, and then finally, into Kratos. Mimaki knew what he had to do.

Tattoos appeared around Mimaki's skin and body. His eyes glowed a bright light. The scalp of his hair seemed to change colors from white to black, as his hand glowed with power, and so did the rest of his body. It felt...Similar to Kyou, in a way. But it felt more serene. More held back. But it felt like some predator ready to snap its prey in half if it needed to. And that was what happened, Mimaki pointed his hand towards Kratos, and once more, his soul and heritage acted as the cataclysms for his ability. The ability to keep balances. To instill them. And Kratos, by all means of the word, didn't have any balances to him. He was broken.

"Balance Keeping!"
​

Instantly, Kratos would feel himself getting weaker. His rage would likely subside, if not shorten in time. His strength would plummet, so would his speed, endurance, reflexes, and skill. It was almost as if someone locked away that potential from him. Put limiters where there were none. It wouldn't last forever, and he knew that at some point the God of War would likely overpower through it, or it would end naturally. Regardless, it gave everyone a chance to fight him! Even then, when Kratos rushed at Corvo at breakneck speeds, Mimaki acted once more, rushing towards the dishonored man and pushing him out of the way, the newfound debuff likely helping.

"He's a god," Mimaki spoke to Corvo. "And one that kills another god at that. I think I was able to weaken him, though. If you want to get stronger, focus on keeping Kyou alive, he just saved one of you from becoming fine paste by strengthening him."

With that, Mimaki would keep in a defensive position, before summoning sharp ice spears, and throwing them at Kratos by the dozens!

By the edge of his vision, the fox could see Kyou. The man was getting himself up, his eyes were closed, and he could see the tattoo of Yamata No Orochi on his body. Looks like he's charging up to that form, huh...? He just hopes he's fast enough.

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Shanoa's punches provided a suitable enough distraction, with the Robot Santa having to raise its arms up to block them from hitting its torso or head. However, unfortunately for Jared, he would not be able to find any form of an off switch present on its back or otherwise. It looked like they'd just need to dismantle it entirely through combat! That task wouldn't be an easy one, however, which was clearly demonstrated as the Robot Santa began to fire lasers in Shanoa's direction once it had found an opening to do so!

Zamasu​

 

[Zamasu]

Shanoa & Jared Williams

When Shanoa saw what the robot santa is about to down, she quickly stops her assault and uses Scutum to shield her from the laser, which unfortunately pushes her back. On the other hand, seeing as there is no switch or anything that can shut the robot down, Jared will have no choice but to attack him...on the inside. Taking a deep breath, sparks of energy begin to appear around him and his hair faintly glows. He with enough energy gathered, he transfers them to his prosthetic hand and assumes a stance.

"I only have one shot in this. It wouldn't matter if that thing turns around and swipes me. I just need to hit it and he's done for." Jared thought, focusing at the back of the robot santa before going for a sprint. As he gets near to the robot santa, he throws a powerful punch at the back.

!!!シングルキルパンチ!!!
(Single-Kill Punch)

thatguyinthestore @Robot Santa Fight​

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Tense, Confused, Helpful
Tags:

thatguyinthestore

(GM)

@Ciscodog

,

AlexandraRoseLeclerc

(Jett)

-Art Credits--
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

Sage had been, as planned, watching the Robot Santa fight from the sidelines. He doesn't know what 'Santa' is and neither Christmas, considering the lack of typical religions in Saraiiho. There were only the Clans and anything spawned from and/or the lack of them, nothing more, nothing less. Therefore, the pyromancer did not get its obsession with the word 'naughty', neither what was up with its attacks, all mostly consisting of throwing objects that it seemed to pull out of nowhere in specific. Why did they have to face so many reality-benders? Sheesh! What did the Concept of Space did to any of you that you have to mess with it like this?!

And then there was another robot! This time it looked like some kind of deer... Eventually, there were three different happenings, three different people that could use his help. Lazarus, could take care of himself probably, considering the armor and control over time; BJ, the young man didn't know much about, but his stance screamed 'training' and he was holding a really huge gun while faced with a... bicycle? Yep, a bicycle, so this should be fine. Jett though, whose name he also probably didn't know same as BJ, was... debatable. And as he also didn't know anything about her, a more urgent matter in his mind.
He may be practically babysitting Illumi right now, but that didn't mean he couldn't still play support from a distance as he prefered to do.

As such, when the robotic reindeer had come for Jett, it would find its progress thwarted.

Raising his arm in the direction of the fight, a single streak of the ground had lit up in an orange light before erupting in flames merely a moment later. The fire shaped itself into a wall, a solid construct, as always, composed of a surface frame and holding dancing flames inside it, right in the middle of the machine's path towards Jett. Sage wouldn't have to hold it in place too long, as the construct had taken the full might of the deer's attack and nearly shattered on impact, now harboring several cracks that put at risk the integrity of the wall itself.
A next blow would definitely break it, but the delaying of the robot might be welcome.

"Get ready! It's probably coming again!", he shouted the warning at her, the breathing a bit heavy from maintaining the construct stabilized.

Hopefully with this, the Descendant had given her a much better chance at dodging the attack though.

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

Luckily for Agent 3, however, this current fight provided her with the perfect distraction she needed in order to sneakily scale its back using her makeshift ink pathways. All without being noticed, of course.

"Excellent." Agent 3 thought to herself aloud as she inky pathway was made up the robot from behind was made as simply as that - and of course, with that done, she would begin to swim up that path in her squid form - trying to mount the robot and find any sort of hatch she could open, wanting to destroy the robot from the inside. Moving around the robot while she is atop it is going to be a challenge, though... After her hopefully successful ascent to the top of the robot, she would turn to her humanoid form - and if she could see any visible hatch from where she was, she would try to shoot at it with her gun to cover it in ink, and then form another ink path from where she was to said hatch before following it in her squid form and trying to pull the hatch open, if she could - and if she got there to begin with. Hopefully, if her plan works, this is either major damage or better!
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: Robot Santa!​

RP Information

Location: Globnar Colosseum​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore​

Mentions: None​

Nearby/In Group: @NaughtyOrNice​

 

[Ellya]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadratis | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop
​

"I ain't," Kyou replied weakly, wiping out some blood from his mouth. "Just...Just use it for now, okay? I need to catch my breath..." The half oni mumbled, his wounds quickly fixing themselves, as he simply nodded to Frank. Balance Breaking in such short periods, principally when the last involved everyone in the group and just was a few hours ago wasn't ideal at all. He could almost feel his fuel running out, his emotions, and his self almost being snuffed. He didn't feel like dying, but Kyou was getting exhausted. He could go on and fight for hours-- and he did, but he really just needed a fucking rest to recharge.

Kyou could see it, no one was having an easy time with Kratos-- and the moment the God of War unleashed that barrage of punches into Fuma, Mimaki reacted. The Kitsune's eyes glowed brightly, and so did the Moon symbol on his forehead. His Nine Tails glowed brightly, as power coursed through them to the rest of his body- there was a snarl in his face as he watched Fuma get hurt, yet he didn't allow his emotions to take over him. At least not now.

For a moment, the fox's and Oni's eyes shifted between one another, and then finally, into Kratos. Mimaki knew what he had to do.

Tattoos appeared around Mimaki's skin and body. His eyes glowed a bright light. The scalp of his hair seemed to change colors from white to black, as his hand glowed with power, and so did the rest of his body. It felt...Similar to Kyou, in a way. But it felt more serene. More held back. But it felt like some predator ready to snap its prey in half if it needed to. And that was what happened, Mimaki pointed his hand towards Kratos, and once more, his soul and heritage acted as the cataclysms for his ability. The ability to keep balances. To instill them. And Kratos, by all means of the word, didn't have any balances to him. He was broken.

"Balance Keeping!"
​

Instantly, Kratos would feel himself getting weaker. His rage would likely subside, if not shorten in time. His strength would plummet, so would his speed, endurance, reflexes, and skill. It was almost as if someone locked away that potential from him. Put limiters where there were none. It wouldn't last forever, and he knew that at some point the God of War would likely overpower through it, or it would end naturally. Regardless, it gave everyone a chance to fight him! Even then, when Kratos rushed at Corvo at breakneck speeds, Mimaki acted once more, rushing towards the dishonored man and pushing him out of the way, the newfound debuff likely helping.

"He's a god," Mimaki spoke to Corvo. "And one that kills another god at that. I think I was able to weaken him, though. If you want to get stronger, focus on keeping Kyou alive, he just saved one of you from becoming fine paste by strengthening him."

With that, Mimaki would keep in a defensive position, before summoning sharp ice spears, and throwing them at Kratos by the dozens!

By the edge of his vision, the fox could see Kyou. The man was getting himself up, his eyes were closed, and he could see the tattoo of Yamata No Orochi on his body. Looks like he's charging up to that form, huh...? He just hopes he's fast enough.

Kratos had enough of those two. That much was obvious when his rage was suddenly ended very prematurely and he let out another bone-shaking scream.

"HHHHRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Mimaki did manage to push Corvo out of the way, but that only got him right in Kratos' reach. The angry God simply extended an arm to grab Mimaki's, holding him still as his other hand delivered a powerful punch straight to his face. And not just powerful, but powerful. Each time the man slammed his hard fist into Mimaki's face, it would feel like the force of a freight train concentrated into his fist. And another blow followed. And another. Another. Kratos slammed Mimaki's face four times in total out of pure frustration as his hand hold the man by the arm.

The Balance Break had definitely ended Kratos' rage and made him significantly weaker, but a God was still a God. After the punches, Kratos put out his hand and recalled his axe, simply throwing Mimaki's limp body at it as it flew back to him. After that, he turned to Mimaki's companion, glaring at Kyou with the fury of Hel itself before pushing his axe up in the air and sending a shockwave of frosty energy forward, stunning Kyou as Kratos charged toward him.

StaidFoal​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Jared's powerful punch to the robot's back was enough to make it stumble forward enough and fall back to its knees, but if there was one thing about Robot Santa, it was that it was one resilient piece of technology. As such, despite having fallen over, it quickly turned around, now brandishing a new weapon.

The weapon in question was a fully-functioning, military grade, heat-seeking T.O.W. Missile launcher. Within seconds, Robot Santa had taken aim upon Jared and fired the homing missile in his direction. Needless to say, it would hurt a lot and damage him quite a bit if it managed to strike Jared head-on. Unfortunately for Agent 3, this would make for quite the bumpy ride on the way up its back, and more than likely, she would have fallen off before she could even reach the top. If on the off chance she still managed to get there, an unfortunate situation would turn even MORE unfortunate once she realized that there was no hatch or convenient door to enter Robot Santa with! It seemed that the only way Agent 3 would be able to adequately enter the homicidal robot's interior was via its mouth.

Meanwhile, Sage had managed to block the first mechanical reindeer's attack thanks to his makeshift fire wall, but unfortunately, there were two! While the first reindeer continued to ram into the wall, trying to break it down, the second one sneaked up from behind and attempted to ram itself right into Sage and Jett while they were distracted!

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[Celestial Speck]

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"GHHK!"
​

Mimaki was no stranger to pain. He was beaten to half death before. He knew instantly what was coming when Kratos picked him up and held out his fist. Blood ran down the Kitsune's nose, his eye became swollen, and he could feel blood coming down his mouth. His endurance and strength were high, but unlike Kyou, his tolerance to pain was a tad weaker. His vision became dizzy, bloodied. He can't die. He won't die. His immortality won't allow it, but it didn't matter for this man, did it? He would go beyond his immortality and destroy it. He was a god.

The fox's body went limp, but he wasn't finished yet. As he was thrown out by Kratos, the ax hit him by the torso, as blood came from his mouth in high amounts. He could taste bitter iron. Did he hit any organ? It didn't matter, he had to keep going. For Kyou. For Hyoudou. For...

"F...Fuma..."

The fox's eyes landed on the demoness who previously was a victim from hits of God of War. She was going to die as well, wasn't she? He wasn't going to spare her because she was a woman. If Mimaki didn't get up and fought, Fuma was going to die. She was going to die. To die. Because he wasn't strong enough. Strong enough to fight it. Strong enough to endure it. Because of his inability, because of his...

Breathe.

"Akari...Healing..."​

Breathe.

As Kratos rushed towards Kyou, something occurred to the Oni.

His soul synched up with another being. Yamata's emotions, the hatred, the anger towards Kratos, the wish to destroy him, it all grew and grew on him. And Kyou was feeling it, too. The sheer anger, the sheer hatred towards this damn god of war for hurting his own son. For hurting his best friend, Mimaki. Kyou felt something he didn't feel in a long time. Genuine anger. Genuine hatred. It brought him back to day's past, where he couldn't control his powers, his emotions. But he knew better. He knew how to use anger as a weapon- to not let it consume him, as much as he wanted to, deep down.

And as such, the instant the frost hit Kyou, the half oni didn't falter back.

No, the ice disappeared from the flames of Kyou's sheer anger.

His appearance changed, scales surrounded his body, yet still allowing the skin to appear. Tattoos of two new sets of eyes appeared under his real ones, as his teeth became sharp, his eyes slit, as his horns grew elongated and changed colors to a deep brown. His hair was white, and his essence was greater than before. He was still hurt, his bones and parts of his body still broken, but he pushed through it. Even if he was hurt, he was stronger and would use his anger against Kratos.

In a single instant, Kyou threw a clenched fist towards Kratos' face. 100% of his strength. No holdbacks. Something burned inside of him, and Kratos, as a god, could finally feel it.

The soul of a god.

And it was burning in anger.
​

One punch. Two punches. Three. Four. Five. Six. Kyou kept punching across Kratos' face, each being felt by the God if it connected. It could possibly break a nose, or dislocate his jaw. Nothing too uncommon for Kratos, of course. But he would feel pain, and he would feel the sheer burning hatred towards him in each of these punches. They weren't fighting anymore, they were battling. No longer as man, but as something else. Gods? Beasts? No one could tell, but with each punch the Oni gave to the god, Kyou's fists started to bleed from the force of each. He didn't care about holding back, if he broke his arms to give Kratos one good punch, he would gladly break them.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGH! I'M NOT LETTING YOU HURT ANYONE ANYMORE, YOU BASTARD!"​

 

[Zamasu]

Shanoa & Jared Williams

"I did it!" Jared yelled triumphantly, but not before robot santa pulls out a rocket launcher. "Hey! Since when did you have that!?" Jared was surprised just as the robot pulled the trigger, prompting Jared to make a run from the homing missile. However, as he ran, he hatches an idea, one that involves having to get the missile towards the robot. But to do so, he needs to get a certain somebody out of the way. "Hey squidgirl! Mind making that robot santa look like a target?! Do it quick!" He yelled at Agent 3, hoping for her to understand what he is thinking.

thatguyinthestore BoltBeam @Robot Santa Fight​

 

[Ellya]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop

"GHHK!"
​

Mimaki was no stranger to pain. He was beaten to half death before. He knew instantly what was coming when Kratos picked him up and held out his fist. Blood ran down the Kitsune's nose, his eye became swollen, and he could feel blood coming down his mouth. His endurance and strength were high, but unlike Kyou, his tolerance to pain was a tad weaker. His vision became dizzy, bloodied. He can't die. He won't die. His immortality won't allow it, but it didn't matter for this man, did it? He would go beyond his immortality and destroy it. He was a god.

The fox's body went limp, but he wasn't finished yet. As he was thrown out by Kratos, the ax hit him by the torso, as blood came from his mouth in high amounts. He could taste bitter iron. Did he hit any organ? It didn't matter, he had to keep going. For Kyou. For Hyoudou. For...

"F...Fuma..."

The fox's eyes landed on the demoness who previously was a victim from hits of God of War. She was going to die as well, wasn't she? He wasn't going to spare her because she was a woman. If Mimaki didn't get up and fought, Fuma was going to die. She was going to die. To die. Because he wasn't strong enough. Strong enough to fight it. Strong enough to endure it. Because of his inability, because of his...

Breathe.

"Akari...Healing..."​

Breathe.

As Kratos rushed towards Kyou, something occurred to the Oni.

His soul synched up with another being. Yamata's emotions, the hatred, the anger towards Kratos, the wish to destroy him, it all grew and grew on him. And Kyou was feeling it, too. The sheer anger, the sheer hatred towards this damn god of war for hurting his own son. For hurting his best friend, Mimaki. Kyou felt something he didn't feel in a long time. Genuine anger. Genuine hatred. It brought him back to day's past, where he couldn't control his powers, his emotions. But he knew better. He knew how to use anger as a weapon- to not let it consume him, as much as he wanted to, deep down.

And as such, the instant the frost hit Kyou, the half oni didn't falter back.

No, the ice disappeared from the flames of Kyou's sheer anger.

His appearance changed, scales surrounded his body, yet still allowing the skin to appear. Tattoos of two new sets of eyes appeared under his real ones, as his teeth became sharp, his eyes slit, as his horns grew elongated and changed colors to a deep brown. His hair was white, and his essence was greater than before. He was still hurt, his bones and parts of his body still broken, but he pushed through it. Even if he was hurt, he was stronger and would use his anger against Kratos.

In a single instant, Kyou threw a clenched fist towards Kratos' face. 100% of his strength. No holdbacks. Something burned inside of him, and Kratos, as a god, could finally feel it.

The soul of a god.

And it was burning in anger.
​

One punch. Two punches. Three. Four. Five. Six. Kyou kept punching across Kratos' face, each being felt by the God if it connected. It could possibly break a nose, or dislocate his jaw. Nothing too uncommon for Kratos, of course. But he would feel pain, and he would feel the sheer burning hatred towards him in each of these punches. They were fighting anymore, they were battling. No longer as man, but as something else. Gods? Beasts? No one could tell, but with each punch, the Oni gave to the god, Kyou's fists started to bleed from the force of each. He didn't care about holding back, if he broke his arms to give Kratos one good punch, he would gladly break them.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGH! I'M NOT LETTING YOU HURT ANYONE ANYMORE, YOU BASTARD!"​

Kratos took that first blow to the face like a champ. He was sent flying back quite a distance, nearly knocking over Ellie, who just hopped out of the way and then ran the fuck off again. "Nope."

His brow furrowed as he stood up. There was now blood running from his mouth but he wiped it away. He bared his teeth, stained in red as his eyes glared at Kyou. Something had definitely changed about this boy. He needed to go down fast. Kratos left his axe in the ground and sprinted right back to Kyou for more.

The two stood in front of each other for a long time, their arms and fists moving at immense speeds with practiced technique on both sides. Some of his blows, Kratos could deflect with his arm, then another hit him in the side. He managed to dodge one by moving his head, but was greeted by two more to the face. Each attempted hit from Kyou was responded to by one of Kratos', hitting about as many as the boy did.

The God of War definitely felt each punch, his body occasionally doubling over or letting out a groan of pain. Nevertheless, he kept punching and deflecting, striking and taking. Eventually, the fast punching was put to a halt when Kratos caught Kyou's fist in his oversized, strong hand. He looked in his eyes with a frown.

"Enough."

Kratos squeezed. Kyou, despite his numerous buffs and his intense focus, felt bones breaking. First his fingers from the sheer force of the squeeze. Then his wrist as Kratos pushed his hand backwards, keeping intimidating eye contact. After all that, he would give the other god's elbow a strong uppercut, bending his arm in a way it's definitely not supposed to.

"Play no games with me."

Kratos finished it with a final punch to the stomach, one powerful enough to send Kyou flying backwards as well. Kratos was breathing heavily at this point, with bruises all along his body. He recalled his axe and held it, then closed his eyes in the short downtime he had. He clenched his fists in focus, and...

his wounds were starting to slowly seal themselves and heal.​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Nope! Just as he started to heal himself, Supergirl swoops and blasts him whole body with intense heat vision!

Before uppercutting him in the jaw with enough force to possibly rip it apart.

Ellya

 

[Ellya]

Nope! Just as he started to heal himself, Supergirl swoops and blasts him whole body with intense heat vision!

Before uppercutting him in the jaw with enough force to possibly rip it apart.

Ellya

"Grrh!"

Kratos managed to quickly dodge out of the way of Supergirl's heat vision with a nimble roll, but as he stood up, she came flying at him at speed and clocked him right in the jaw.

Aside from his head jerking back, Kratos barely even budged. His healing was definitely interrupted, but he got at least some done, and it was starting to become obvious that he was getting pretty angry again.

"I grow tired of this."​

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ellya | BarrenThin2 | quadraxis201 | FactionGuerrilla | marc122 | StaidFoal | CutieBoop | PolikShadowbliss

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
​

The scream Kyou gave off was blood curling. He too was used to pain, but Kratos was starting to screw with him, almost torture him. His bones broke, and his arm bent in a horrible way. Scales fell off but quickly regrew from his body, as he held his arm in pain. He didn't fall down, but instead, he gritted his sharp teeth like a madman. Instantly, his good warm went to his fucked up one, and he pulled down. A disgusting crack came from his bones, as spit and blood came down his mouth from the sheer pain, his teeth almost breaking from the pain. But...Soon enough, his veins bulged, and blood started to dry, as Kyou could feel his own regeneration kicking in.

Unlike Kratos, it wasn't as quick or instantaneous, but his arm was definitely not broken anymore. Mimaki was also slowly regenerating, a bit quickly, with his wound already closed, but disgusting pus and a fleshy scar were starting to form on his chest, still waiting for Akari to heal him, but at the very least, the both of them were standing up. And Kyou held his arm up, still slightly swollen, but probably not ideal to fight with, but even so, he was going to use it anyways.

Kyou only offered an angry grin at Kratos.

"How about you eat my fucking--" Before he could finish it, Supergirl, the lady he beat before, came rushing it. And Kyou frowned at her attack. It only barely budged. Kyou instantly knew- he and Kratos were stronger than Supergirl, but even then, Kyou and Supergirl couldn't beat him alone. They needed to work together. Like him and Mimaki did it against...

Instantly, Kyou whistled to Supergirl. "Watch out!" He yelled, as suddenly, from his mouth, hands, and seemingly his entire body, Kyou sent a wave of extremely hot fire towards Kratos. And it wasn't just hot, it was...Beyond hot. Like these flames defined what 'hot' meant. His objective was simple- unless Kratos was some sort of weird construct and his blood is fake, he should have cells of some sort, principally given he's Atreus' father. As such, to hopefully stop, or halt his regeneration, Kyou was going to burn his cells, and likely the rest of his body for a bit, too! The flames wouldn't go out for a while.

Following this, he flew up in the air with Supergirl and looked at her, his feet letting out jets of pressurized flame to keep him up aside from his natural floating ability.

"We have to work together to defeat 'im, you got any plans?" Kyou said, his head mentioning over to the rest of the people fighting Kratos.

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

The weapon in question was a fully-functioning, military grade, heat-seeking T.O.W. Missile launcher. Within seconds, Robot Santa had taken aim upon Jared and fired the homing missile in his direction. Needless to say, it would hurt a lot and damage him quite a bit if it managed to strike Jared head-on. Unfortunately for Agent 3, this would make for quite the bumpy ride on the way up its back, and more than likely, she would have fallen off before she could even reach the top. If on the off chance she still managed to get there, an unfortunate situation would turn even MORE unfortunate once she realized that there was no hatch or convenient door to enter Robot Santa with! It seemed that the only way Agent 3 would be able to adequately enter the homicidal robot's interior was via its mouth.

With Robot Santa now using the weapon it had pulled out of heck-knows-where, the Inkling ended up losing her path - falling down but she does notice the only hatch of any kind was on the mouth...! Now dropping to the ground, she shot below her before landing on the ink she had just fired, sighing. "OK, that puts a little, uh... filter on things- that's kind of annoying." She muttered, suddenly hearing Jared speak up.

"Hey squidgirl! Mind making that robot santa look like a target?! Do it quick!" He yelled at Agent 3, hoping for her to understand what he is thinking.

"I don't know what you're entirely planning, but I can probably manage that! I'd just need to get up there again to 'make' a target on this thing!" She responded, taking a moment to reload her ink tank. "Is that gonna be good enough for you do do whatever?" She added on, looking up to the robot one more time. Her path was pre-existing - if she is to scale it again, she'd have to go for the mouth and fire some ink into it according to her plan... But maybe, along the way, she could ink a target onto the robot's body as well? That's what she's thinking...
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: Robot Santa!​

RP Information

Location: Globnar Colosseum​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore , Zamasu​

Mentions: None​

Nearby/In Group: @NaughtyOrNice​

 

[Zamasu]

Shanoa & Jared Williams

"I don't give a damn what it takes! Just make that thing a target and leave the rest up to me!" Jared yelled, not wasting any time to make a stop or he'll be blown to bits by the missile.

thatguyinthestore BoltBeam @Robot Santa Fight​

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

"I don't give a damn what it takes! Just make that thing a target and leave the rest up to me!"

Though hesitant and confused, Agent 3 nodded and attempted to once more scale the robot on the inky path she had previously made. This time, when she got to the shoulder area, she would stop to try and make a giant, ink-painted target on the front of it (around the torso) by firing her gun - and after that was done, if it was done, she would try to throw a Splat Bomb into the mouth of the beast from where she was standing, provided she could get up there in the first place. If she fails, however, she can't try this again as the robot will have seen it coming - this is her one shot!
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: Robot Santa!​

RP Information

Location: Globnar Colosseum​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore , Zamasu​

Mentions: None​

Nearby/In Group: @NaughtyOrNice​

 

[Zamasu]

Shanoa & Jared Williams

"Thanks!" Jared yelled with a smile as he makes a turn and runs straight to the robot santa. What the robot santa doesn't know is that the punch that Jared landed isn't just some enhanced punch, but rather a NORMAL punch of which the fist is made a proxy for the stored energy to transfer into the robot santa. And because the energy he produced is nuclear energy, which is said to be more hotter than the sun, then what he is thinking is that once he sets off the energy to explode inside of the robot santa, considering the fact that the missile is HEAT-SEEKING, then it will change its target to the most hottest and therefore, the missile will hit the robot santa and explode.

"Get off of him right now! I'm bringing something big at him!" Jared yelled, raising his organic hand to click, prompting the energy within the robot santa to expand. If he can pull this off right without getting caught in the explosion, even Agent 3, then Jared would rejoice. But if not...whatever the chances are, he hopes that he can get this right.

thatguyinthestore BoltBeam @Robot Santa Fight​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Supergirl grunted in annoyance at Kratos. Damn man, making her look weak! And flew off when Kyou unleashed his attack.

“You continue to bombard him, while I use my Ice Breath to slow him down!” She said, still annoyed at the setback. Were Khryptonians really that weak against other races with Superstrength? This entire quest has been wacky. “I may have to hit him harder next time!”

She said smiling.

Nevertheless her pride was hurt!

Ellya
Celestial Speck

 

[Chungchangching]

CN-TAN

Alright. They had their fun but it's time for a REAL gal to show them how it's done. I hopped in front of Kratos, but not too close since I know he'll clock my head off with a single slap but it was close enough for him to see MY BADASS POSES! I struck pose, after pose, and pose to intimidate him until I felt Tandem's Yoyos grab me by the legs, putting a stop to my dance session. Before I could even figure out that happened, I was pulled down to the ground, faceplanting and the thief spun around continuously, trying to use my body hit the God of War multiple times.

Ellya​

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Atruistic, Determined, Concerned
Tags:

thatguyinthestore

(GM)

@Ciscodog

,

AlexandraRoseLeclerc

(Jett)

-Art Credits--
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

And then there were two. Yep, there were two of these things and the pyromancer hadn't been prepared. That might be a consequence of being distracted with Illumi the most, but had also worked on his way to an extent...

With the next strike of the first reindeer, the fire wall went down, shattering further in the gaps of the already present cracks. The whole construct went down like a glass plane, first falling like fragments, then breaking down into little embers until finally disappearing with nothing to tell its story except for the streak of burnt ground where it had once stood. The crumbling of the wall was a mental hit, but also momentary relief as there was no longer a need to focus on it. However, Sage had merely been able to turn around to see the coming of the second one, taking the full hit to his stomach and getting consequently sent into the air. Yet again...

Just what is it with things and people sending him flying without letting him do it by himself??! Every single time, maaan!

That hurt, the air had been knocked out of his lungs, it was an amount of pain closer to hitting the wall during the Toga fight. Except that this time, he only had the hit to worry about; His life wasn't in danger, Benedict hadn't done the stupid decision of throwing Windex on a room filled up with fire... It was just him, the pain and a surprisingly low amount of strain for a gladiator-ish arena. As soon as he had realized what was happening though, the wings were out, giving out several flaps back to thwart the acceleration, then softer ones to establish the height. Since the deer had come for him first, there was still something else to do: get that girl out of there before the same thing could happen.

He bore with the lingering pain wanting to stop his progress, letting the surging adrenaline overshadow it a bit. He'd just heal himself later, no problem there. All focus went on the task, as he lowered his body in a diagonal towards the ground and let himself pick up speed. Jett would still have had to deal with the first deer somehow, but before the second one could hit, the Descendant had swooped in from behind and unceremoniously held his arms around her waist, carrying her with him once he had flapped to catch height again.

"Welcome to Sage's Rescue Airlines~!", he let out with a quip, finally feeling his annoyance with Illumi start to melt as he grinned at her, "I'm dropping you back down soon, don't worry."

And indeed he had, albeit a bit more distant from either fight so that she could gather her bearings for a minute. Once both of the robots had taken an interest in different targets, the pyromancer had given off a new flap to once more dive down towards the surface. With a passenger however, he had to make the landing a lot nicer, forcing himself back vertically and half-closing the constructs to make a fold near their ends. Like that, they functioned akin to a parachute, allowing them to descend calmly into the arena. As soon as both of their feet were back on the ground, the young man had let go of her, the wings dissipating behind him as they usually did.

"And there you go, safe and sound~", he had reassured with a nod and pride on a job well done, "Good luck out there, I still have something else to care of and was waiting for the right moment to come in."

He had shot a glance towards Illumi's direction, making it clear what 'something else' stood for. This whole thing had proportioned the other a couple of minutes without Sage being nearby and therefore, was incredibly problematic. It would be fine if he had decided to jump in and attack the fat robot, but anything else wouldn't fly. With a parting wave towards the fighter girl, the pyromancer had gone off in a sprint back towards the side-lines, iiit was time to wait and watch again. Oh well, at least he had still managed to do something!

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma

While being victim to such brutal, she tried to defend with her demon hands to block off the rest of the blows. Once Kratos focused on somebody else- even the people she was supposed to help- it gave her the freedom to fly up quickly and prepare for her deadliest attack- the LAST WORD STAND-BY. She will look down to Kratos with not only two-but four- no, FIVE eyes as if seeing he was a berserker in the skin of a human and a god.

Spoiler: Fuma's fucking pissed dude

"

I SEE. YOU ARE NOT QUITE HUMAN, AND YOU ARE NOT QUITE A GOD EITHER. IT'S A SHAME, BERSERKER. FUMA WOULD SEE TO IT THE MOST BRUTAL METHODS AS SHE CAN. HOW ABOUT YOUR LIFE-FORCE IN EXCHANGE FOR THE DAMAGE, HMMM? FUMA JUST NEEDS YOU TO HOLD STILL...

"

When her words finished warning Kratos, she starts with a stronger imprisonment spell that would trap Kratos in the shadowy prison when he's distracted, then she'd combine it with the sapping spell in the prison to get some of the health back to her from the punches. It isn't all the life-force, but she'd like to be in better health before she continues onto lunatic difficulty spells. When she's done sapping, she opens the prison again, switching up spells while she's in the air. The spell this time, no, not "Super Grimworld", but "Arcane "Forbidden Tome Granted by an Angel"".

"

BY THE CHANGE OF THE TOME, BUTTERFLIES ARE ASSOCIATED WITH FUNERALS. SHALL WE PREPARE ONE FOR YOU TOO, WHEN YOU ARE SWARMED BY MILLIONS OUT FOR YOUR 'HUMAN' FLESH AND SOUL, STAINED WITH BLOOD AND SIN?

"

The rainbow colored butterflies and talismans now began to form, and the demons assisted in doing so in their symbols. The dialogue she made was also a reference to a certain ghostly princess, known for managing the afterlife. Yuyuko can't be in the book, right? Nobody would know it for sure, because there was too many butterflies to figure that out. She also prepared a defense with two extra hands so she wouldn't be so pelted when she was consumed with rage, and in those hands, she flipped through the book for another spell after this one- for both dark magic and for her danmaku. On the side note, she should have used her alternate spells as well, which will do with the hard hitters.

Either way, Fuma's gone to the hardest difficulty, Lunatic, and she'd be damn willing to in the special case when some people are damaged, even part of this is in reaction to the fox of the moon being hurt. If the moon were hurt too much to make itself into a new moon, the stars could've aligned and let their demon out. In the sake of Fuma, her stars were more close to letting her real self out of hiding if it means that is a way to beat the brutal champion... No more messing around, not when real power is put to the test.

Tags: Celestial Speck , Ellya (Kratos) , @ others in Kratos fight


Yoshi

Yoshi's been carefully watching the Santa to figure out a strategy. It included a lot of missles, but what if there was something Yoshi could consume and throw at him? Or maybe Yoshi had to go the strategic way to lure some of the attacks to the robot Santa. Either way, he ran forward, being careful of any ice that was there while running before he stopped, and began to taunt(?) so he can figure out a strategy. Throwing eggs won't work, so he needs something different.

"Mister Santa! Even if you think Yoshi naughty, Yoshi's on nice list! Yoshi is fair friend! If you don't think so, then try attacking Yoshi with something!" That is, something he could bring to his mouth and throw, or something Yoshi could find a loophole for. Either way, he was good to grab and throw, or use his jumping capabilities to the test to find the weakness.

Tags: thatguyinthestore , @ others in Santa fight​

 

[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Globnar
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

As Weiss was swatted away at a great speed, she watched as the arena grew increasingly distant. In doing so, she attempted to generate a Gravity Glyph that tried to bounce her back in, but then something happened: the Glyph not only failed, but broke away, leaving her to fall into the seats of the audience.

"Woooah!"

Miraculously, she managed to spawn another Glyph that stopped further descent into the spectators' seats. Although she was left hanging from the edges of the Glyph, she was able to get up from the edges and stand in the center of it. The Glyph turned to face Robot Santa, and soon enough, she was on her way back.

With a new goal in mind, she was set on disarming the robotic reindeer that the automaton St. Nick had summoned. Thus, she started hopping her way towards the deer that had tried to attack Sage. As she did, she entrapped it between two Gravity Glyphs, potentially preventing the robotic deer from moving.

— - — - —​

Wherever Yang ended up, she tumbled across the arena floor, but she managed to get up. Slowly, she walked up to Kratos, taking the time to analyze him, as she raised her fists. Then she charged towards him again, this time getting behind his back and then attempting to punch him into the air with the might of her fists and Ember Celica. If she succeeds, she then launches herself into the air, giving him a flying uppercut in the process, before boosting downwards, slamming her feet into his face.

thatguyinthestore (Co-GM, Robot Santa), Ellya (Co-GM, Kratos), Zamasu (Shanoa)