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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon Feb 20, 2012 11:34 am

    While the majority of the spears missed, one of them managed to stick itself deep into the prince's hide. The tip pushed itself between the obsidian that covered his belly wound, irritating the still tender flesh and forcing a few drips of blood to catch on to it. Though the natives were having a hard time hitting the prince, they would not heave to fight for much longer. The demon's body was slowing down, the combined effort of keeping the prince active under such unfavorable conditions was taking its toll on both the demon's body and mind. The demon prince hiccuped and staggered back a few feet, thick smoke rolling from his grill and maw as he tried to keep himself from falling over. The nausea made none of that easy, and he was beginning to feel like he was going to vomit again. Prixlezub growled lowly, a sickly sound like that of water gurgling down a large drain. Though he was blind, the prince could see bright flashes in his vision, red blotches dancing about from fatigue. The world seemed to spin beneath his feet even faster, and the demon prince soon felt the unmistakable rise of blood in his throat. Prixlezub sputtered and snarled, the stench of his own blood filling his nostrils again as he ducked his head down, chest heaving as his maw hung open stupidly with each breath.

    He was going to be defeated here, perhaps even imprisoned back in the meteor again. Between the rain, the fight, and his current biological state; the demon was running low on what was keeping him from just falling down right then and there. His head began to swim again, his limbs shuddering once more as braced himself, before his body finally purged itself of excess dead tissues and blood. Prixlezub belched forth a great clot of his own blood, shreds of damaged flesh and muscle tangled within it from the weaker areas of his internal wounds. Another heave, and he splattered the ground with his own gore once more, setting the soil slight with the fiery blood. The stench of it made the demon's grill wrinkle and snarl, pulling his head up and away as he tried to keep his focus on the natives. Prixlezub did not want to fall, to be defeated. His body felt so heavy, so tired, and to be honest if it were anyone else they probably would have fallen a while back. Staying on his feet through sheer willpower, the prince located the rest of the natives through the sounds of their claws on the ground, turning his head towards them and roaring loudly.

    Prixlezub's grill spouted fire and smoke one last time as he charged towards the natives, managing to work himself to a gallop despite how shaky his limbs felt. His claws slammed on the ground, trying to smash the remaining natives around him into the dust.

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by System on Mon Feb 20, 2012 11:34 am

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Universal NPC on Wed Feb 22, 2012 1:45 pm

    One of the widows managed to wriggle away and she quickly joined the males, ducking back behind them to watch the fight. Only one spear managed to hit the demon, an infuriating thing, but the spear had actually done a good bit of damage! The Elder sent an approving nod at the native who's spear had struck, and they turned to watch the demon react.

    Of all things for the demon to do, they were not expecting him to sway weakly, panting heavily, and then end up vomiting what looked to be blood and flesh. The Elder, the warriors, and the widow exchanged glances and drew closer to each other. Was the demon actually weakening? Weakening so much that it would cough up its own blood and flesh? Even from here, even with the rain water to mix with it, they could smell it, and it made their snouts curl up in disgust. The demon seemed disgusted too, but maybe not just by the smell. Perhaps looking weak like that in front of enemies was disgusting to it?

    With that over and done with, the demon glared at them and roared, and again the Elder had to wonder who could have made such a strange creature, one that roars like that, that bleeds fire, that kills so easily and without hesitation. That did not matter though, the demon was charging at them now. The Elder grabbed the widow and threw himself and her to the side to avoid the mangled claws of the demon. He quickly looked at the woman beneath him and gave her a determined glare. "Get back to the village while you still can." If they could save at least one...with a nod, she ran. The Elder turned back, and saw that one of the young warriors had not been as lucky as he, and had been caught up in the trampling. He was not yet dead. His arms flailed around a bit, searching for something to grab, and finally found his spear, which he thrust upwards, aiming for the hand of the demon. The others joined him as well, letting out a triumphant yell as they barraged the demon with more hits from their spears. Not too much more, and the demon would be downed.

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by System on Wed Feb 22, 2012 1:45 pm

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Prixlezub on Wed Feb 22, 2012 3:10 pm

    Though the demon was indeed getting quite weak, the natives were the ones who failed to strike the final blow. Their spears glanced off of his hide harmlessly as he stomped and charged around the clearing, blood dripping from his maw. The spear that had been thrust against his claws bent and snapped under the weight of the demon prince, hardly even puncturing the hide as Prixlezub moved on. His mind was so clouded, the only thing he wanted most at the moment was to be rid of these bothersome creatures. He heard the elder speaking behind him, though he could not understand what he was saying. Oh, but he did not need to understand their language, he just needed to know where they were so he could kill them! The prince paused for a moment, sniffing and snorting from his grill, dabs of fiery blood spraying from the nostrils as he tried to clear his nasal passages of gore. The previous purge forced some of the blood into his nose, splattering about the inside of his grill and making it hard for him to smell anything. Everything was starting to smell like his own blood. Damn it all!

    In an outburst of frustration and fury, Prixlezub slammed his tail into the muddy ground, sending up a wave of earth behind him. Tiny bits of twigs and rock showered down around him with the muddy rain, smoke rolling from his grill and maw as he panted heavily. Again the demon prince roared, sounding like a curse to all existence itself as it echoed through the trees and shook the ground around him. Damn these natives, damn this planet! He was a carmorph demon, superior to these lesser creatures! How dare they continue to try and kill him like some common beast! Turning his head to the sky, the demon let forth another roar, fire and smoke spewing from his maw and billowing up into the heavens, even his mane flaring a bit despite how much it was reduced by the rain. It seemed to shake, no, shatter the air around him, rattling down into the natives' very core of their being. The sound even seemed to linger, even after the prince was through with it, turning his attention back to where he had lest sensed the elder and the remaining braves.

    If they were unable to defeat him, then he would gladly given them a death befitting their inferior kind. Breathing in deeply, the demon prince reared back his head, waves of heat curling about from his dislocated jaw. They all would know what the demon was planning to do, they had seen Prixlezub do this before, he knew it. However, the demon cared not if the natives knew what he was planning, as he only cared for the battle at the moment. For survival. He was becoming weaker with each passing moment, and soon enough he would be forced back into his sleep. In his mind, it was better to go out with a bang, then to try and hold onto what precious seconds he had left. If he brought them down with him, it was a plus. Smoke and tongues of flame licking the sides of his throat and maw, the demon prince unleashed a torrent of fire at the remaining natives. The flames burned a blinding white, hotter than any bonfire could produce with mere wood. The ground dried and boiled into magma from the heat of it, an omen to their own demise should they get caught in the path of the demon's wrath as well.

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    Prixlezub can breathe fire in torrents, bursts, ribbons, tongues and even shoot fireballs from his maw and grill. The fire itself is around 4000 degrees Celsius, or around 7000 degrees Fahrenheit. This is above the melting point of diamond.

    three dice, one coin. If the coin HITS a status die is rolled for the duration of the burn. A separate coin that is half of Prix's level will be rolled to determine the damage for that amount of turns.

    EX: the coin hits, the status die rolls 3. Prix then rolls a 10 on the 11-15 die. For three turns, the opponent will receive 10 damage for the burn damage.

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by System on Wed Feb 22, 2012 3:10 pm

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Prixlezub on Wed Feb 22, 2012 3:11 pm

    (burns and duration)
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    Re: Stranded

    Post by System on Wed Feb 22, 2012 3:11 pm

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Universal NPC on Thu Feb 23, 2012 7:49 pm

    The Elder let out a curse as every SINGLE spear missed. How in the world did that happen!? HOW?! The Demon's tail smacked into the ground several times, stirring up dirt and debris into the air. The elder narrowed his eyes at the display. What are you planning, foul demon? It roared and trampled around, angrily. It soon became apparent though, as the mouth of the creature opened and began to pump out heat, that this was not just a tantrum. It was an attack.

    "Get down! Get back!" The Elder demanded to the others. It was too late. Waves of fire pumped out at that all, hotter than ever before. The ground beneath them burned and became magma, and the natives themselves? Dead. Burned. With naught but a scream, they were almost all extinguished. Even the widows that had gotten out of Prix's grasp, even the one who tried running away could not escape the fires.

    Only one survived. The Elder. And from the way his body shook, skin melted from the fires...he had not long for this world. His arms shook, hands barely able to move, as he tried in vain to crawl away. But he couldn't. He closed his eyes and breathed laboriously as he waited. For what? Death. The mouth of the demon. It didn't matter.

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    Suddenly, from the opposite end of the forest, another Native revealed itself. This was among one of the tallest Prix had seen, coming up to about 7 feet tall. Despite the height, the alien looked frail, helped somewhat by the ashy skin tone. The skins of the animals it wore were also gray, and draped across the shoulders of the alien. Atop the skull that adorned its head were three gray feathers. Two of the feathers lay flat at each end of his head, and the last stood straight up in the air, with a tiny bend at the end. He was a chief, one of four, and he had come to see what had happened to his people.

    Flad'Nag the Ashen looked upon the demon and stood his ground. No doubt, the demon's next plan would be to attack their whole village, eradicate them all. Not if HE could help it. He glared at the demon and held out his hands. He was holding...a large diamond?

    "YOOOOOOU! SHALL NOT! PAAAAAAAASS!" He bellowed, bringing the diamond down on the ground with a great deal of force. The diamond suddenly shot out a strange, green energy. Only the chiefs were capable of harnessing the power to create and shoot energy! And using the diamond to amplify it, like the glass earlier had amplified the sunlight, the energy went straight for Prix.

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by System on Thu Feb 23, 2012 7:49 pm

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Prixlezub on Thu Feb 23, 2012 8:30 pm

    With that burst of blinding fire, the demon prince had all but eradicated the remaining villagers, their remains but a smoldering pile of ash and embers that were quickly being put out by the pouring rain. The only one surviving was not even long for this world after the demon's outburst of frustration and anger. He paused a moment, sniffing the air for any signs of the natives, listening for a shuffle of feet, even a shaky breath. But alas, there was none. Prixlezub managed to decimate those who opposed him, those who had so dared to try and stop that which was inevitable; their demise. Though the demon was battle worn and k knowledgeable from years of warfare, never had he witnessed such a fight in all his time in Portal Breach. Inferior creatures that they may be, the demon prince had to admit, they were quite formidable in their own right. His maw hanging open loosely, the prince's breaths came out ragged and tired. Prixlezub's body was never meant to fight under such conditions as this, his sides heaving and shuddering as he slumped to the ground, half sitting, half laying in the mud as he rested from the hard won fight.

    Or at least, so it seemed.

    He suddenly heard movement from across the clearing, his head turning to look in the direction of the sound despite his lack of eyes. Though Prixlezub could not see, he still could smell the elder, albeit barely. Snorting and huffing what blood he could from his grill, he tried to clear his nose to identify the new arrival, splatters of blood spraying from the grill openings like a mist of sparks and fire from grinding machinery, lightning up the otherwise dull, stormy air. By the time the demon prince was able to identify his new visitor, it was too late. The elder had already raised the crystal to the sky, screaming something in his own language before the demon heard it slammed onto the ground. He tried to get to his feet, legs shaking from fatigue and weariness from all the fighting he had done earlier, only to feel the beam of energy his him square in the chest.

    CRRAAACKOOOOM!

    "RRRRAAAAAAAUUUIIIIIIIIIIAAAGGHHHH!" Prixlezub cried, feeling the beam cut straight through his hide and laying it open like a broken pinata. The thick armor curled and shredded like tin foil, revealing the true damage down to the demon, the muscle ripped away in places and the bones partially exposed from the blast. His heart skipped and sputtered briefly, a mirror to his breaths that coughed and bubbled up fiery blood as he stumbled back. He felt his chest burn and scream from the attack, the prince's hide not being strong enough to repel the energy with the ores he had eaten before coming here. His front legs shaking to try and hold himself up, the demon gave a final growl at the elder, rearing his head back and hissing like as if he was about to unleash another torrent of fire on the elder that stood before him. However, the blinding fire never came from the prince's mouth, only a few smoldering ribbons of red flame and thick clouds of black smoke pluming from his broken maw as he fell back to the earth. The resounding impact shook the ground, a wall of mud and water flying up like greedy hands to grabs and wash over the fallen prince as he lay defeated in the mud, his hide soon painted from a bold crimson to a deep black from the rich soil. The only evidence that Flad'Nag would see of the demon still being alive, were the curls of black smoke and embers that snaked from his bleeding grill.

    Once a great and powerful giant where he hailed from, brought to his knees by primitive natives. His fate was in their hands now.

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    Re: Stranded

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri Feb 24, 2012 8:30 pm

    Flad'Nag the ashen stared, watching the demon as the energy tore into it. The energy had definitely done a lot of damage on the beast, ripping the skin and showing muscle, and even bone. Anything the demon had had to protect its skin had been singed right off. Even in his damaged state though, the demon fought unconsciousness, growling and trying to spit out more fire, but eventually the demon fell.

    The Elder watched, having heard the noise of the chief, and he made eye contact with Flad'Nag. The chief nodded at the Native, and the Elder leaned back and let out a small gasp as the burns took hold and he died. But he was glad to have at least died knowing his people, or what were left, would live.

    Flad'Nag approached the demon curiously. He was not dead, not yet. The smoke he puffed out proved that. What to do with this beastly thing? He looked around, trying to ignore the corpses of his people, and spotted the harness of black metal. He would have to go back and convene with the other 3 chiefs, to make a big decision alone like this was most unwise. And would piss off the other chiefs.

    Flad'Nag walked over to the large harness and dragged it to the demon's body, locking it around the neck of the demon securely. "Come, creature. I won't leave you here to gather strength and plot to kill us all." The powerful Prix had been downed, defeated, and now harnessed, his fate still uncertain.

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