Jun 26, 2017 14:13:41 GMT -5
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Jun 24, 2017 21:50:48 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 24, 2017 21:50:48 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]It may have been a tight grip on his arm, but Mustang would return that in kind. Feeling a strength all at once hoisting Draum back to his feet. Even if he said that we was just about good, that might not have been good enough. Most bounties seemed harmless to the defender, however this one was putting Mustang on edge. Already forcing the players of the Midnight Keepers to come up with a strategy to just get to the bounty. Perhaps in the future more bounties would grow complex, thankfully this one was not impossible for them to finish. Or rather start.
As luck would have it, the brawler's antics triggered a rise in the water. Catching the fishman emerging from the water just as Draum was ready to try and run back in towards whatever launched him out in the first place. Instinctively Mustang drew his sword and shifted in front of his guild mate. "Well we got it's attention! Good going." he complemented as he started pushing themselves back. Enough to let them collect themselves before going into combat.
They didn't seem to gave as much of a worry as once perceived, his eyes turning to Alesteir for help. Only to be met with a stream of fire burning past him. "Guess we are doing this." Mustang drew his sword from his back, before quickly throwing it at the reeling Tidecaller. Before quickly being wrenched back into the defender's hand. Following with one more strike as he took the aggro.
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Jun 25, 2017 10:22:54 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 25, 2017 10:22:54 GMT -5
Sucking his teeth, looking forward as the fish men started to rush them, the brawler would start to activate a skill, maybe one to boost attack or just one to evade any oncoming damage they decided to try and do. But before they could get close enough and he could even activate a skill, this blue haired asshole comes out of nowhere, stealing his kills. Gritting his teeth, he would look at the opportunist, starting to open his mouth to start shit, until his shitty dragon decided to put its big head over them and spew flames out of its mouth, stealing even more kills. Draum was not a happy camper at the moment and his expression clearly showed the disdain he felt for the blue haired opportunist that went by the name of Aleister on this day near the seas shore being raided by fish men and their fish captain. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 25, 2017 13:13:51 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 25, 2017 13:13:51 GMT -5
Even if Draum was feeling a certain type of way about Aleister 'stealing kills' he didn't notice at all, though if he did he'd probably think it was the dumbest thing to get mad about in this world. After all this wasn't just a game, it was a life or death scenario and the slightest slip up could cost you your life. You could get just a little bit too cocky and wind up with a giant ass piece of ice sticking out of your chest...or something. And of course dying was literally the worse thing that Aleister had ever felt in his entire life, which was exactly why he wasn't gonna let anything even close to that happen to his friends.
Backing up a bit from the water Aleister would activate Radial Orbs, three blue bubbles starting to revolve around his body as he twirled his now normal colored spear around idly. "Hey, I say we take out these little fish men shits first then we go try to deal with the tide caller out there. These prolly won't take long at all." Aleister blurted out as he grabbed one of the bubbles floating around him before tossing it up and smacking it towards a fishman like it was a baseball. The orb smacking the fish creature in the face and knocking it back into the water. His dragon on the other hand just sat there on the beach for now.
Though the real good part of that orb attack was the random element that Aleister received from it, glancing over at his spear to check he'd be greeted with the sight of an element he actually hand't seen before. The tip of the spear and the gemstone were once again the same color, this time a pure black with what seemed to be like small stars floating around in the darkness. All Aleister muttered out in response of the new element though was a simple, "This is gonna be fun.."
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Jun 27, 2017 22:42:07 GMT -5
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Jun 26, 2017 14:16:11 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 26, 2017 14:16:11 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]The raven haired man took another moment up at enormous dragon that Aleister has summoned. The stream of hot fire cooling allowing Draum and Mustang to get in on the action. Still was their any purpose to fighting these lowly fishmen as the tidecaller was still out. “You think we could just skip this and fly with the big guy?” The defender suggested to Aleister, all before meeting two of the fishy friends halfway.
Charging across the sand, Mustang drew the focus of those nearby with his taunt. Holding nothing back, he chucked his onyx broadsword towards the further. Only to have it coming flying right back into his hand. The closest was able to get a quick hit in, something that should have sunken a hazardous wound. If not for Mustang’s counter, turning into some superficial. To that fishman’s disappointment, a overhead blade would come crashing down through it's head.
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Jun 26, 2017 18:25:43 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 26, 2017 18:25:43 GMT -5
[quote source="/post/ Aleister knew damn well how much it irked him to steal kills, he had gotten on his ass the first time they ever met about that after all. Gritting his teeth, the brawler would clench his fist tight, activating a chain of skills in an instant, a sight to behold taking place before the two other members of the party members as he glowed, grew arms, then those arms became encased in the same scales as the gauntlets he had equipped in one instance. Before they could even start their own attacks the Brawler would rush in alone activating Close the Gap, chaining together hit after hit on the fishmen, taking them out quicker and quicker as they started crawling out of the water in droves. His gauntlet covered arms would start to become more and more flamboyant with each kill, looking more and more draconic as the brawlers power rose. He really hates kill stealing. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 26, 2017 18:39:01 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 26, 2017 18:39:01 GMT -5
Aleister couldn't help but smirk ever so slightly as he saw how pissed off Draum had gotten because of the kill stealing, sure he might of thought it was a pretty stupid thing to get mad about but hey their whole friendship was based on kill stealing. So he knew exactly the reaction he would of gotten out of Draum. And now the fishmen weren't really a problem anymore at all as Draum hulked out and started beating the stupid fish people things down into the ground.
Glancing over at Mustang Aleister would simply shrug his shoulders, twirling his fancy space colored spear around in one hand. "We might as well go after the big fucker now, don't think these fishmen will be a problem anymore with the way Draum's going at em." With that said Aleister climbed up onto the back of his large dark brown dragon, his spear resting at his side as he just waited there, waiving his hand for the both of them to climb onboard. "Finish those fish fucks up if you want too Draum then get on so you can beat the crap outta the boss too."
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Jun 28, 2017 21:25:30 GMT -5
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Jun 27, 2017 22:43:41 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 27, 2017 22:43:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]Mustang could hardly tell any of the tension between his two guildmates. The idea that there was any sort of in fighting seemed foreign. They had formed the Midnight Keeper before the defender ever joined them, so everything should have been fine right? He wouldn't dwell on any foolish thoughts such as that, but rather cutting down any fishmen that were in his way. The display of Draum was enough to show his own power, getting the point across of who the real attacker was. Since joining in on all the action, he had a hard time balancing just who really was meant to do damage. Taking aggro and eating hits, he wished that he could change his class. Sadly that would only be a dream for the raven haired man.
Watching Draum continue to rampage and crush anything with the word fish in it's name, Mustang glanced at Aleister. Shrugging and with a long pause, the man returned a shrug accompanied with a smile. At the very least the brawler was doing his work. Seeing as Draum had it all well in hand, Mustang quickly followed to climbing atop Aleister’s mount. A cautious eye catching the eyes of the dragon. It may have been a game, but the creature gave the defender a chill down his spine. “Good dragon… good dragon.” Mustang muttered as he sat nervously along it's spine.
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Jun 28, 2017 8:33:14 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 28, 2017 8:33:14 GMT -5
As he pounded away at the fishmen, angry with no reason to be, he would solely but surely make his way to the boss bounty. Until he heard the reason behind his rampage yell out to him. All he heard from the rat tail haired man was him telling him to finish the minions off, and made out a smug smirk on his face. Did he really just do that? Did he really just tell him to keep doing what he was already doing like he was the one commanding him to do it in the first place? He’d stop moving altogether, standing in place as the fishmen zoned in on him, letting them get hit after hit in as he simply stood and took the shots. From their perspective it would probably look like he was getting overwhelmed, but from his, he was too angry to even move, he was beyond angry even, he was pissed off, 200% mad. With a final jab from a stray fishman's spear, the Brawler’s passive would activate, Pure Power. His power would surge, all four arms growing in size, looking as if they were actual dragons arms rather than human arms wrapped in scales. Blinded by rage he would activate Close the Gap, rushing in, blowing past all the fodder fishmen as he went straight for the boss. Gripping four handfuls of a tentacle that had made it closer to land, the brawler would muster all of his strength to pull the boss out of the water and closer to him. With a few tugs he would pull with all his might, slowly bringing the main body to him. When it finally got close, he would deliver a right hook to the bounties face, grab its torso, and swing it at the two and the dragon they were atop. Calming down a bit, he’d let out a relieved sigh; throwing things helped him calm down. He’d watch as his handwork slowly flew towards Aleister, hoping Mustang would be alright, as he held off the fodder fishmen. He didn't want to take any more damage than he already had. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 28, 2017 16:32:03 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 28, 2017 16:32:03 GMT -5
All Aleister could do as Draum's arms grew even larger and he took off into the ocean after the bounty boss was blink in confusion a couple of times. Turning to look back at Mustang for just a moment Aleister blurted out a quick and simple "I thought he'd just take out all the fishmen I didn't think all that would happen." It was true though, he didn't expect Draum to just rush in at the bounty boss, he was honestly worried about how his friend was gonna do now. Sure he handled the fishmen like they were no big deal but this was a boss after all.
However once he turned back to see how things were actually going all worry Aleister had about how Draum was doing was replaced with an anger of his own. After all the bounty boss was now flying through the air at himself, Mustang and his dragon. Swearing under his breath Aleister would hop off of the dragon, consuming the Nebula charge that his spear held as he transformed into a large elemental in the path of the Bounty Boss.
Almost see through looking this new elemental was perhaps the coolest looking yet that Aleister had used, stars and an entire galaxy seemed to be floating around inside of the oddly human shaped elemental. Though it did seem to just be a body from the torso up, gliding along the ground instead of actually walking. Once his elemental form finished forming Aleister would thrust out with one of his fists, punching the boss out of the air and sending it back down into the water.
| I fell in love with your sin, your littlest sin
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Jun 28, 2017 21:27:24 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 28, 2017 21:27:24 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]The imminent actions of the brawler had even the naive defender confused. Sharing a confused glance at Aleister "Maybe he thinks he can get the boss...but it might still be under water?" shimming on the dragon's spine. There was no true reasoning behind what Draum had done, and was ultimately risking everyone's safety. You never split the party, that was a motto right? He would like to image that the brawler actually had some sort of plan. The worry was not with him for long, as all three of them one way or another had to complete this battle. The two soared above the sea, casually following along with Draum. His attention trying to remain on Draum, as he still didn't feel too comfortable atop of his leader's dragon. He truthfully had a fear of heights, so his eyes started to drift away as he became nervous at his vantage. That was a flaw. For the moment Mustang took his eyes away was a moment of folly. He didn't expect their brawler friend to actually toss the bounty at them. The raven haired man didn't see it coming, tilting his head up to try and look towards Aleister for direction. Only to see the image of his elemental form, and a empty rider of the dragon? "Ale? Ale?!" He exclaimed and jumping off the dragon as well, almost in fear that it would do something silly like crash into the sea. Making sure he didn't plummet to the sea, his bodily form drifted away in a plume of dark smoke. Revealing a dark demonic bird that hovered above the sea. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/2OC6com.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#0D3451;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 29, 2017 6:20:17 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 29, 2017 6:20:17 GMT -5
As he fended off the fishmen coming at him, pixelating them easily with his buffs still active, the brawler’s mind would wander a bit. Realising that his anger was completely unnecessary, he’d feel like shit even moreso considering that he attacked someone that had nothing to do with the situation in the first place. He’d sigh, looking back as he finished off the last fishman nearby, a slight shocked expression showing up on his face as his eyes landed on the opportunist, a form of nebulae taking place in the blackness that was his astral body, as he smacked it back down with a punch. Sucking his teeth a bit with a smirk as he saw the opportunist handle the situation easily, he would tun his eyes to the claymore, him now falling from the sky. Whispering, “Merda…” under his breath he would go to rush towards the raven haired man, attempting to catch him, until he turned into a… raven… huh. Maybe this was a sign, maybe it was a sign that Bastion was evil. Nah, can't be… can it? He’d stand for a moment, quietly analyzing himself, before he remembered that he was in the middle of a fight, he couldn't stop moving to have an internal crisis, he had to keep punching. Frowning as he looked up at the bounty as it fell, he’d go to start punching at the boss until, the obvious happened, his skills started to go into cooldown. With his Raging Aura fading away his arms would lose the strength they once had, turning more humanlike but still resembling a dragon's. But that couldn't stop him, he was going to keep fighting. He’d let loose a barrage of punches on the bounty as it reached closer to the ground, letting everything he had in him rush out as he punched it away with one final hook. The bounty wouldn't be treated like a ragdoll though, with its vendetta aimed at the brawler it would get off a slam on the brunette with a tentacle, tossing him back just as Draum had done to the bounty. Landing further onto the beach, he’d slowly go to look at his health. 5%. This was not fun. Lying In the sand as his body started to pixelate he would just curse under his breath in English as well as Italian repeatedly. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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