I figured the blast had substantial mass, hence why I stated what was left of it was jettisoned about them. I would regularly agree that had their not been Negative, or perhaps another energy source that the javelins would at least be slowed down. However, as soon as contact would be made with Negative, it'd tear away the substance and there'd really be no collision of masses, since Negative would simply eat away and cut through the tar. Itd be like throwing a superheated knife through warm bread at like 70 mph. Any resistance, if at all would be negligible at best.
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@Kasus CloudI responded to your welcome message but I suppose you didn't see it. I'd be willing to help you get a bit more acclimated.
Oh, that's cute.
Gun thought as, mid-kinetic-sail, he activated his primary back thrusters and other appropriated verniers splayed across the Grim's hide to take off into the sky from his kinetic shunt. He had already suspected the nature of her tar-like substance, but now he had seen it in action, and could more properly gauge and plan his assault. Of course the decryptive and analytical nature of Seraph made diagnosing it far easier as all readily available physical and metaphysical information were transferred to him at thought-speed
Tch, Metahumans. Filthy, the lot of 'em.
Her vaunt of the ability to be disinterested however would find it had no combative application here as her beam would meet the wall of Negative coated javelins, only to resist in fleeting obsolescence for a moment before being consumed. Whatever that was left of the ebon mass was violently jettisoned around the weapons as harmless radiation via Negative's particular qualities when interacting with esoteric matter. With the consummation of foreign energies complete, though they had lost their Negative coating in the process, the spears lost no impetus in the exchange and continued unabated in their extra-sonic flight.
And those were only the semantics revolving around two colliding energy types. He still had quite a bit to work with beyond the all-purpose utility of Negative. Though he wouldnt quite have the time to relish in its novelty. As the beam and javelins would meet, Gun reached the zenith of his stoic ascent before beveling out into a glide. The rail-shotgun slid and clanked back into itself and vanished into the space it came from as S-cells were practically bled into the space surrounding him.
Just as quickly as the shotgun had vanished did two new weapons now taken up residence in Gun's hands as two, five-foot foldable barreled Material Cannons slid from under his arms before armored appendages smoothed into an iron grip on their trigger handles before pulling each. Bang.
The on-board matter compressor pooled raw materials(various metals containing carbon nanotubes) from the E.A., smashing them together into a massive(mathematically speaking), but pebble sized 'bullet', that when ejected would function no different than a regular bullet. However, on mental command or when met with sufficient opposition, the shunted object would release a great portion of that stored mass, resulting in the violent decomposition of the body. One of which that would release great stores of concussive force with it, sending hypersonic metal shrapnel in all directions, and in that sense, functioned as a twin set of infinitely more accurate grenade-launcher-meets-rifle. And there were two of them seeking to pop her head like a quark, if not splatter her all over the nice canyon walls.
Gun thought as, mid-kinetic-sail, he activated his primary back thrusters and other appropriated verniers splayed across the Grim's hide to take off into the sky from his kinetic shunt. He had already suspected the nature of her tar-like substance, but now he had seen it in action, and could more properly gauge and plan his assault. Of course the decryptive and analytical nature of Seraph made diagnosing it far easier as all readily available physical and metaphysical information were transferred to him at thought-speed
Tch, Metahumans. Filthy, the lot of 'em.
Her vaunt of the ability to be disinterested however would find it had no combative application here as her beam would meet the wall of Negative coated javelins, only to resist in fleeting obsolescence for a moment before being consumed. Whatever that was left of the ebon mass was violently jettisoned around the weapons as harmless radiation via Negative's particular qualities when interacting with esoteric matter. With the consummation of foreign energies complete, though they had lost their Negative coating in the process, the spears lost no impetus in the exchange and continued unabated in their extra-sonic flight.
And those were only the semantics revolving around two colliding energy types. He still had quite a bit to work with beyond the all-purpose utility of Negative. Though he wouldnt quite have the time to relish in its novelty. As the beam and javelins would meet, Gun reached the zenith of his stoic ascent before beveling out into a glide. The rail-shotgun slid and clanked back into itself and vanished into the space it came from as S-cells were practically bled into the space surrounding him.
Just as quickly as the shotgun had vanished did two new weapons now taken up residence in Gun's hands as two, five-foot foldable barreled Material Cannons slid from under his arms before armored appendages smoothed into an iron grip on their trigger handles before pulling each. Bang.
The on-board matter compressor pooled raw materials(various metals containing carbon nanotubes) from the E.A., smashing them together into a massive(mathematically speaking), but pebble sized 'bullet', that when ejected would function no different than a regular bullet. However, on mental command or when met with sufficient opposition, the shunted object would release a great portion of that stored mass, resulting in the violent decomposition of the body. One of which that would release great stores of concussive force with it, sending hypersonic metal shrapnel in all directions, and in that sense, functioned as a twin set of infinitely more accurate grenade-launcher-meets-rifle. And there were two of them seeking to pop her head like a quark, if not splatter her all over the nice canyon walls.
@LeeRoyStart the war again? Or just the 2v2?
@LeeRoyI can respect that. High tier 5ever
@LeeRoy Normally I have the exact same approach. Screw talking. But first I hate unpowered combat. Just not my thing. Second, I honestly have no desire to kill him anymore. I wanted to, and that's why I reissued my first challenge. At this point there is nothing to be gained other than a headache.
Except I was never fighting? And please, dont try to give me any grammar lessons, bud. I have been nothing but amiable with you following our initial argument. Even when I withdrew from the fight I didn't drop names or talk shit. I gave my reason for not wanting to fight(just like you did) and then went about my way. You came in throwing a hissy fit that I wouldn't fight you. Get your facts straight.
@SeedWell first of all, you're the only one whose salty, sweetheart. I ended things amiably, and even now as you insult me like a child I remain amiable. You're salty because no one is obligated to deal with your elitist bullshit, stinky attitude, and I'm not reading that whole whiney ass essay of justifying self righteous bullshit.
Second, I wanted to fight whoever was your most powerful, which at the time I believe you said was Tetsue. Dont put words in my mouth. You're not a journalist, faggot. I switched because not only did you fucking switch characters mid-rp, which you don't do any-fucking-way, but then said your reason is 'were not worthy enough'. I could stomach your passive aggressive, self fellating crap for a while, but I won't even grace you with the negligible effort it would take to swat you like a fly.
Thirdly, I am a member of this community, dickweed. Have been for a while. I dont know what the fuck you're smoking that makes you think you're the only reason I'm here. Again with that superiority complex I mentioned. If anything, you're not a damn member.
You have been unprofessional, arrogant as fuck, have shown zero leadership ability other than bragging about shit no one cares about that may or may not be true(which it isn't), and a general eye sore to be around. If you can't handle that maybe not everyone will like you and miss your ass wherever you go, then go find a profession in kicking rocks ;)
Edit: Fact! This is my only time 'whining' in regards to Seed. The first time he did exactly what I'm doing now, which is exercising his right to not fight someone he doesn't like. He turned down my challenge after accepting it because I wanted to do something he didn't like. So... If the shoe fits, wear it, retard.
Second, I wanted to fight whoever was your most powerful, which at the time I believe you said was Tetsue. Dont put words in my mouth. You're not a journalist, faggot. I switched because not only did you fucking switch characters mid-rp, which you don't do any-fucking-way, but then said your reason is 'were not worthy enough'. I could stomach your passive aggressive, self fellating crap for a while, but I won't even grace you with the negligible effort it would take to swat you like a fly.
Thirdly, I am a member of this community, dickweed. Have been for a while. I dont know what the fuck you're smoking that makes you think you're the only reason I'm here. Again with that superiority complex I mentioned. If anything, you're not a damn member.
You have been unprofessional, arrogant as fuck, have shown zero leadership ability other than bragging about shit no one cares about that may or may not be true(which it isn't), and a general eye sore to be around. If you can't handle that maybe not everyone will like you and miss your ass wherever you go, then go find a profession in kicking rocks ;)
Edit: Fact! This is my only time 'whining' in regards to Seed. The first time he did exactly what I'm doing now, which is exercising his right to not fight someone he doesn't like. He turned down my challenge after accepting it because I wanted to do something he didn't like. So... If the shoe fits, wear it, retard.
@LeeRoyMore like arguing is a part of just about any community built around combat lol.
@LeeRoyOh I'm not saying it is by any measure. Just slinging facts. No one wanted to or was willing to fight, so this is what we had. But I could care less. I'm no longer involved or invested.
I also have to second your comment on high tier rp's. I dont really care for finding what 'works' any more than the next guy not wanting to argue every time he posts. What keeps me latched is the sheer level of creativity I get to play with. Some of the fun nest characters I've ever read have been PC, simply due to their sometimes absurd levels and concepts.
Can't say the pissing matches are particularly fun, but where I'm from that's just combat RP period. Not any specific tier. So maybe you and I are just acclimated to bullshit or something.
I also have to second your comment on high tier rp's. I dont really care for finding what 'works' any more than the next guy not wanting to argue every time he posts. What keeps me latched is the sheer level of creativity I get to play with. Some of the fun nest characters I've ever read have been PC, simply due to their sometimes absurd levels and concepts.
Can't say the pissing matches are particularly fun, but where I'm from that's just combat RP period. Not any specific tier. So maybe you and I are just acclimated to bullshit or something.
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