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Scion had no idea what Dennis had intended to do, but was glad to be holding onto the post when he felt himself being pulled forward as a portal suddenly appeared before him. The effect of the cold vacuum was instantaneous, as super heated air and steam began rushing through the portal and igniting the many pools of oxygen upon the frozen surface. His glimpse inside was brief, but Scion recognized the homeworld of Harry and sincerely hoped the boy wasn't out and about during this. The kid had a nasty habit of wandering into strange coincidences. However, before he could begin reminiscing, the portal closed and the park was returned to a semi normal state. The place was still burnt and melted all over. The vibrant colors and greenery had all been reduced to shades of grey. The most colorful thing left in the entire park was the ever enthusiastic DJ station, casting an eerie red glow across the landscape while playing an electrifying guitar solo. Water was also slowly returning to the depleted pools and slides as simple machines, intended to maintain the water level, pumped water back into the park oblivious to its state of disrepair.

"God things really went to hell here?" Scion mutters as he takes a moment to release his impromptu anchor and uses it to pull himself to his feet. He was considerably calmer now and was able to take a moment to properly investigate his surroundings and plan his next move. The down side was his speed and perception had dropped considerably in response. he hadn't the foggiest clue as to why Skallagrim hadn't made a single move on him since his reappearance. He felt like he should be happy for this reprieve, but was instead wary of Skallagrim's glowing sword, and the tendril of darkness that were wrapped around little balls of fire. He could also see the force tonfa a few feet in front of Skallagrim, where he had dropped it, and was even able to spot the glint of his switch blade a few feet closer than that. Both so close, yet so far out of reach, with Skallagrim's imposing figure stood before them.

"Dennis. You have any ideas?" Scion hazards to ask, his voice having a considerable rasp to it. His vocal cords having not escaped being burnt by the boiling water he had inhaled.

"Yes. Six seconds. On Screen." Dennis replies, in short quick bursts. Scion is confused by this reply, but does as asked and raises his right arm, glancing for a second at his right wrist as he does so. On the watch screen, an image a man on top of a storm cloud appears, hovering over the figure of a Skeleton, with a bolt of electricity arching towards it. The meaning was simple enough that Scion didn't have to draw too many parallels to get what Dennis planned to do. He continues raising his arm and in the same motion grips the top of his staff, another click sounds, and he pulls the staff away from his back. The need for secrecy had arisen from, Scion and Dennis noticing Skallagrim's hyper observant nature. His ability to anticipate and counter their actions, when they were executed in fractions of a second, had left no doubt about his ability. Scion just hoped that their most recent plan would finally catch the bastard by surprise. Scion wields the staff in both hands, and immediately begins spinning it while slowly advancing towards Skallagrim. He once again favors his right side, but allows a slight angle toward his front. He doesn't allow himself to step any closer than six feet until dashing to his right, and begin rapidly circling around Skallagrim.

As he circles, Scion channels energy into amplifying his arm strength. Skallagrim had wielded his sword in one arm so far, and he knew he would have a slight advantage wielding the staff in both hands, the added strength would allow him to more easily block and parry Skallagrim's blows. The spinning was adding speed to the staff to increase the force of impact. It was also doubling as a deterrent towards thrust attacks that could be easily deflected by the spin. The the five foot staff having actual reach, would also help him to more easily counter sword swings if Skallagrim was to try to to step forward and slash at him. The only thing he wasn't sure of the capabilities of, was the glowing balls of plasma wielded by the darkness surrounding the dagger. He decides the best course of action would be to simply widen his circle and retreat if Skallagrim chose to wield them instead. The added range would hopefully help to evade any potential attacks. He didn't need to hit Skallagrim right now as much as he needed to stall. He was going to need to wait for the perfect opportunity for Dennis' plan to succeed. He only needed now to wait for Skallagrim to make his move.
Sometimes you have to be careful when talking about history. Adding in characters, NPCs even, from the past can either be a really good way to cover back story, or it can be looked at by some as bullshitting a history to help deal with something.


@Rilla I had decided to include the bit about Cirno, because I wanted to start the slow process of building a backstory behind how Scion obtained the many different abilities and items he posses. All of his stuff has small explanation as to how they function and were obtained, but he didn't get them all at once. He had to go through many trials to obtain some of these things, and even die on quite a few occasions.

I would like to assure you that all of his abilities/equipment were picked out for this fight before it began, so I'm not pulling anything out of thin air that wasn't already there. As for why the cold aura got a backstory? Well it just seemed fitting for Scion to think of the ice fairy after being nearly burned to death. I had this story in mind since the abilities creation, so it wasn't made up on the spot.

I realize that this does seem to have the DBZ affect, but don't worry. I won't go and shoehorn a backstory for everything Scion has into this RP, but I will gladly hint at or reference past events as I work on building up the other stories. As for now. I am thinking of switching fighting styles again, though I am not sure how to proceed as it seems Skallagrim's weapons have just gotten a buff to them. So, I'm not liking my odds at a close range confrontation, but I won't know if I don't try I guess. Here's to trying the direct approach again! As soon as I get it typed that is. I'm still getting bad headaches ever since yesterday, and it's making it difficult to focus. I think I can get something up today though. It will just be posted later on.
Bleh! I was having such a good streak of ideas, and for some reason they all chose to abandon me today! It must be this stupid, caffeine induced, headache robbing me of all my creativity! Oh cruel world! Why have you forsaken me?!

So yeah. Can anyone throw me a suggestion? Otherwise, I'm going to have to wait until my head clears to make a post, and that could take as long as tomorrow to go away.
Well I just caught up on the chat, and I feel almost bad that I'm happy that someone actually mentioned my fight with Skallagrim. The fight has been a ton of fun, and extremely motivating. I'm still making a lot of mistakes, and I am starting to try more insane ideas in an attempt to throw things off. After my latest post I am going to make myself come it down again. I am determined to try to win, but I'll be happy even if I don't. This has already been an insane Roleplay. Skallagrim has so much going on for him and I love all the details and story going on with his character.

On a different note. It is totally fun to challenge the better fighters. Its fun!

Winning is nice, but RP is, for me, is suppose to be a fun hobby. I am having fun, thus everything is great.

Also @GreivousKhan, I read that you had advice. What was that advice? I will gladly take any advice that anyone offers.
OK so. the final total is 2,523 words. Give or take some annotations for color. I guess I was feeling a little inspired to talk about Scion's past after reading that interesting snippet you had included on that race of aliens that had weaponized their voices.
Scion was feeling confident about his maneuver as his snap decision, to drop the tonfa, had allowed him to get a hold of Skallagrim's sword arm. He moved with precision as he made a clean cut along Skallagrim's wrist. He watched with grim satisfaction as Exmouseiber caved effortlessly through the armored gauntlet and chip away bone. However, his fervor didn't last as it appeared his cut had done little to loosen Skallagrim's grip on his blade. He was also further thrown into displeasure as he could feel vibrations running along Skallagrim's and his arm. He was determined not to stick around for whatever was causing it. He was prepared to leap away using the enhanced strength in his right leg, when he suddenly felt a pressure building under his foot. The world slowed to a crawl as adrenaline and panic forced his perception to accelerate to try to intercept the unexpected attack. Scion quickly glances down at his foot as he felt it rise and sees his own knee coming at him. He is only just able to notice Skallagrim's own foot catching on his rocket propelled limb. He hadn't noticed that Skallagrim had even raised his leg. He unfortunately couldn't dwell on this fact as Skallagrim's attempted foot stomp does little to slow his leg down as it crashes into his chest and forces all the air out of his lungs. Scion wasn't sure what to think as he watched Skallagrim moving away from him, as he made his short journey through the air. He was sure of one thing though. He was not happy about this predicament, and that thought only became more true as he watched in abstract horror as the Bass Cannon fired on a glowing Skallagrim. Scion crashes into the shallow water of the wave pool, unable to see what transpired next. He is left stunned as he tries to process what had just happened.

However, his question is left unanswered as a sudden burning sensation ran across his entire body, causing him to gasp involuntarily and inhale some of the now boiling water he lay in. He chokes immediately on the burning liquid, and is sent into a violent coughing fit as his lungs struggle to expel the unwelcome water. He tries to stand, but his hands slip on molten plaster. The water in the shallow pool had evaporated almost instantly and he starts panicking as darkness grows on the edges of his vision. He starts flailing madly in the pool of molten glass and burning lime trying desperately to escape. The struggles was only made worse as time began to crawl, slowing down under his increasing stress. He can hear Dennis calling out to him now, but the words are difficult to understand. He wanted so desperately to escape the pain, the very reality of his worsening state driving him mad. He was blur of frantic mation as he tries crawl out of the wave pool, only to be stopped by a wall of burning wood. His energy fails him as as the darkness all but incompasses his vision under the effects of the poisonous fumes. His body falling limp as his mind tries to fade from consciousness. It seemed as if it would end there, but Scion's body answers his call to escape and instead of fading from life it instead faded from reality. Though to his onlooker, it would be difficult to tell the difference as his life force would appear to vanish in his obscured state.

Scion's consciousness slowly resurfaces as the burning sensation fades, and his lungs no longer feel the need for air. He is groggy for several seconds until he finally snaps himself awake. He takes a moment to survey his surroundings and realizes that he had somehow triggered his void state during his panic. He is greatly relieved, because it had saved him from a very sudden and painful death. He takes a moment focus on his prone form and his body slowly floats off the ground and hovers soundlessly in the air. He would appear as nothing more than a blur in the all encompassing fog. Scion's eyesight was very poor in his void state. The thick cloud of steam enveloping the park making it impossible to see what had happened after what, he presumed, was Dennis' daring rescue. He was already noticing a difference in the speed in which his surroundings moved as his stress lessened. He decides to use his brief reprieve to reflect upon his current situation. He would be relatively safe while phased, and could take his time contemplating his next move.

The first thing he needed to admit was that things were not looking very good. He hated to admitting this, but he was starting to regret challenging Skallagrim to this fight. He didn't need to see, to know something had gone very wrong just now. On top of that. Dennis wasn't talking to him despite having phased with him. This was worrying, but he trusted Dennis would speak if he needed to and was probably working on something anyway. He just hoped he didn't do anything to drastic. He was happy Dennis was so determined to win, but he was feeling his own determination waning. He knew Skallagrim was going to be a powerful opponent, but had been confident that he would be able to at least dent the man's indomitable resolve. Instead, it was his own resolve that was being tested now. His body was still trying desperately to repair the damage that had been done to it, but Scion knew that he wasn't going to have much feeling left after this blow. His sense of touch was pretty much useless at this point, but it also meant pain was pretty much done as well. He couldn't exactly feel cuts without nerves after all.

"Come on Scion, what are you doing?" he scolds himself, "You shouldn't let yourself get so down. You need to get it together, be strong..." He lets out a deep sigh, "No! Come on! You have been outclassed in the past. Remember Cirno. She never gave up." He pauses, "Cirno..." Scion hadn't thought of that name for a long time. Cirno had been one of Scion's earliest companions. The first one to really help him after the fall of his world. She was little more than a fairy part of a world of nearly endless magic. The fairies were a childlike race that was a direct manifestation of nature itself, and fueled by its near endless magic. It was unfortunate that these creatures were some of the weakest in this world. All of them greatly outclassed by other monsters of legend and folklore that resided in their mystical lands. Cirno had been an ice fairy and was aligned with all things relating to cold. Despite her element she was anything, but cold. She was very passionate about everything she did, and was even a bit of a tomboy about her approach to life. You would believe her element was fire if it weren't for the set of icy wings sticking out of her back. Cirno was determined to defy the weakness of the fairies and become 'The Strongest' creature in Gensokyo.

However, this grand goal hadn't won her much favor with the other fairies and youkai, the blanket name for the other monsters. She wasn't without friends though, and her good nature was a welcomed by most. At least when she wasn't bragging about her strength or challenging everyone to a fight to prove it. Scion had been fascinated by the girls spirit. He had never met someone so willing to endlessly challenge creatures far stronger with herself, without ever getting discouraged when she inevitably lost. He looked at her and saw something of what he had lost in himself It had taken a lot of effort, and a few false starts, but he eventually managed to befriend Cirno. It was with her companionship that Scion was able to rebuild some of his lost heart, and move past his great mistake. Her free spirited nature and innocent view of the world allowed him to see the world in a brighter light. He eventually learned to also face unwinnable odds with pleasure and determination, rather than with frustrating reluctants. He spent many years in that worlds, before he moved on to the next, but he made a point to revisit at least once a year to spend time with one of his oldest friends. Scion takes a moment to let his memories flow, letting them strengthen his resolve, then with a small blissful smile on his face. He fades back into reality.

As Scion reappears there would be a few noticeable differences about his person. The first thing being that his complexion was now much paler than before. Another would be that the steam was now flowing towards towards him like a magnet. The hot steam attracted to the cool air around him, and sticking to the surface of his clothes. The water that directly contacts his skin instantly freezes and starts forming patches of ice along his body that randomly crumple and fall onto the surface of cooling plaster. Scion takes a long deep breath, then lets it out.

"Thanks again Cirno." Scion whispers, "I can continue to fight because of you."

"Scion." Dennis suddenly interrupts, "Hold on to something." In response to this, Scion decides to hold his complaint about the rocket boot misfire. In favor of koala hugging the nearest wooden fence post, and throwing all his energy into amplifying his grip.

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As the Bass Cannon fires, Dennis focuses all his attention onto Skallagrim. He was sure that there would be no way for him to evade the sonic Cannon at that range, but he could never be too careful with a man like him. However, it turns out that evasion should have been the least of his worries, for as the destructive waves close in on Skallagrim, his surroundings are bathed in amethyst light. He watches in his own stunned silence as the waves of sound are absorbed by the light and compressed into balls of glowing white hot plasma. It was at the same time that he notices the entire park being suddenly engulfed in a large wave of heat as all the sound ceasing as it is all being converted into thermal energy. Scion had still been in the pool of water as the heat bathed the area, and Dennis watched in horror as the effects greatly impacted Scion as he struggled in the intense heat. His body was not made to handle such temperatures and their close proximity to glowing balls of plasma was causing the very plaster Scion lay upon to melt under the intense heat. He didn't know what to do, Scion was panicking. He tries to yell at him to calm down, but his words don't seem to get through. He needs to do something and he needed to do it now, but as he prepares to rip reality itself apart to save Scion. He falls to the ground and ceases all activity. Dennis at that moment started to fear the worst, until he felt a familiar pull on the watch as Scion's body began to fade from existence.

Dennis realizes that, although at the last second, Scion had saved himself. He takes this news and immediately starts preparing another counter attack as Scion pulls himself together. He had no doubt he was coming up with his a plan, but he would be dammed if he didn't enact his own while Scion prepared. He reaches out his focus to the Bass Cannon. This is more difficult to do this while phased, but it was relatively close by, and Dennis manages to see that, despite the intense heat, is was still functioning as before. The thing had been built with durability in mind. The weaponized DJ station was always a big target for enemies, and needed to be able to take the metaphorical tank round or two. The sound converting field seemed to end after the cannon stopped firing. The music continued to play as the sonic cannon slowly recharged. Dennis wasn't prepared to try firing again, unless he could make dam sure that Skallagrim was not going to be able to stop it again. That strange field was something he had very little understanding of and it irritated him greatly. The field was obviously acted as some kind of power boost, but he could tell what it was drawing its power from. There were forces at play here that he hadn't the ability to detect. It would seem that magic was always going to be his sticking point. It was easy to understand once the proper frame of reference was given, but on its own it was alway a frustrating mystery. He was almost tempted to change his demand for an apology into a demand for an explanation, but such thoughts were for later.

He wasn't sure if Skallagrim would be able to detect Scion and himself while phased, but he wasn't able to check. The phasing, along with all the interference from the environment, made it impossible to see anything more than the glowing white coming from Skallagrim's plasma spheres. He decides his best course of action may be to try to take away the warm environment. If Skallagrim could convert sound to heat, then it wasn't to large a leap to believe he could convert the heat to something else. It would take some time to do, but Dennis focuses on not another location, but feels for another world. He feels for a familiar world from his past. He sees an earth lost to the depths of space after being tragically knocked out of orbit with the sun. A wondering ball of ice with all sense of purpose lost. Dennis remembers where they had landed and brings forth the data from that time. He takes several seconds for him to call upon this data, and it is during this time that Scion returns to the world once more. Dennis was pleased to see that Scion may have drawn a similar conclusion as a familiar cold enveloped his body. Dennis can scarcely remember the last time how so many of his abilities active at one, but wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

It would take several more seconds after Scion reappearance, but Dennis, after warning Scion to grab onto something, would quickly open a large portal between Scion and Skallagrim. The portal would lead to the frozen world, and would quickly rob the park of all its collected heat as the air would be sent rushing into the cold vacuum of the frozen atmosphere. The planet itself would ignite as several pools of both oxygen and hydrogen catch fire under the intense heat drawn in from the park. This portal would only be open for for about three seconds, but would ultimately reduce the heat back down to normal levels and resolidify any water that isn't sucked through the portal.
Hey just giving you an update so you know what's up. I'm feeling much better today and have about nine and a half hundred words written down for my post so far. I still have some more things to enter, as well as the editing to do, before it is complete. Unfortunately I won't be able to finish it tonight as I am to tired to continue writing, but I will continue it tomorrow and it should be done by then.
I think you're all crazy. The South West taught me there ain't nothin like a good shot of whiskey or Tequila. The devil's water forever!
I see. That is much easier to grasp. Well I did some thinking and I think I know what my next move will be. Just having a hard time putting the words together. I'm unfortunately feeling a bit sick today. So progress will be slow.
Oh. You are taking about the energy field. I was thinking that a glass dome or something had been added without my notice. I didn't know that also acted as a solid. I'm sorry that I keep overlooking these details. I guess I have a slight issue of misunderstanding some of the wording being used. I am no stranger to reading, but I have a slight tendency to miss the more subtle wording given in writing.

As for the amount of heat. I still think it is pretty dam insane. The reason I thought it all flash boiled was because of the descriptors you used to describe the aftermath of the heat. I thought to form such a thick cloud that made it to where one couldn't see further than three feet in front of them would take a large amount of water from all across the park, especially since it would try to rise and clear itself thanks to the high temperatures. Another thing was the fact all the wood caught fire, and fiber glass slides were melting that had me in a panic. I was thinking of the thermal dynamics and the amount of heat that would need to radiate from those plasma balls over such a large of space, in order to cause this kind of destruction across the entire park. If the heat radiates outward from the balls, then the temperature would be immensely higher than these objects would actually burn and melt at. Unless you meant all this heat was evenly spread out from the beginning. That would take far less energy and be way less deadly.

I will note I have no problem with the aftermath of what he did. I just wanted to put in perspective how powerful that actually could be given the science behind thermal dynamics.
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