Lonewolf685

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

@KoL

Wait, we get abilities at lvl 5 and 7 now instead of 6?

@Scarifar

Yes, that came in an update.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

 

Warped Reality VS Azga the Amazing

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From his high point above the battlements, it was plain to see that the ferocious bout between king and usurper ended as swiftly as it began, though with a disappointing lack of casualities in Warped's opinion. That there was a sizable chunk missing from the top of the wall really couldn't serve as consolation when the detonation of his Singularity didn't even have shrapnel left to rain on the defenders still atop it. 

"I suppose you really can only expect to get out what one puts into an endeavor." He remarked off the cuff, eyes momentarilly considering the grounds below  for an sign of the wounded Nyx to finish off, but it become clear his skills where better suited for fleeing then regicide. In the midst of this fruitless search he caught sight of a flicker of crimson energy darting across the city scape, a spell aimed for targets unknown nor cared for in the eyes of the mischevious mage. "Now where did that come from?"

Without a word he opened a portal before him and stepped out farther into the city, atop nearest high rise looking down upon the spell's origin. What waited before him had all the hall marks of a spell caster, staff still beared from the casting seconds prior. "By Jove, i think I see a Healer! And here i thought they were as extinct as the dinosaurs!"

"Hmn~?" A nearby voice had Azga lifting his head to find its origin. An avatar with a striking blue and white color scheme, for all intents and purposes appearing to be a spellcaster themselves, rested atop the next column over not far off. The displayed avatar name bore his alignment; Ivory Masks. An enemy to Crimson Streak. 

Now that's a shame.

Azga thoughtfully rubbed at his chin, tilting his head up to the mage.

"I agree. It's not exactly the most useful class afterall. What can I say?" Azga shrugged his shoulders, his hands outward as his blonde lockes fluttered in the well timed, dramatic breeze. Beneath them both, the sounds of a war while up here it was eerily silent with only the wind to carry their speech. 

"I suppose it takes a certain amount more skill and style to be able to level up this way than the average avatar class, wouldn't you say?" He ended his statement with a wink, perhaps with an air of flirtaciousness to it. His deep throated laugh echoed around them before he dropped his hands, one hand on his waist and the other resting his staff against his shoulder.

"Azga the Amazing. A pleasure."

"Oh there wasn't a doubt in my mind. Truly, Deep Ground is a better place with those like yourself waiting in the wings." Warped praised through a broad smile, struggling vainly to not double over with delight. The simple pleasure of banter between showmen was not often found among the sea of racers, tankers, and beligerent pugilists who would be hard pressed to form a retort not pertaining to vulgarity or one's mother. "On behalf of the Ivory Masks, Warped Reality. Charmed to greet you."

"Though talking over such distance is a mite inconvienent. How about you step on up here for a proper confrontation?" His staff swung about and aimed down to the ground beneath Azga the Amazing's feet, opening a portal just as he had with the Green King. As though swinging a blade, Warped carved his staff upwards towards the heavens and created the exist fifty feet above. "I do hope you can stick the landing."

Azga hadn't been expecting Warped Reality's portal abilities, and so fell through at first with much surprised. As he free fell, he righted himself, his white robes dancing around him in the wind as his legs crossed midair, his blonde hair also trailing upward with the sky. The bitter wind as he fell made him tear up, only slightly as he considered something. 

"You want me to get closer to you then...? Heh..." 

Azga couldn't stop the wide grin from forming on his face, chuckling. 

"Sorry, I'm not that easy." He swung his staff up into the sky with two hands, the likes of which fell limp into a strong, long chain with a hook at the end that snaked down and wrapped itself around the column which Reality stood upon as he fell into its range, the chain retracting quickly and pulling him to his location. His feet hit the sides of the column and he ran up along it vertically, a spell forming in his free hand. "You'll have to buy me dinner first~!" 
 
Coming to the top of the column, he lunged at Reality, a simple fireball in hand, outstretched for his body.

A dextrous healer? Not unheard of in the game's current paradigm, even if Healer were a rare breed in and of themselves. A healer hurling fireballs? Witch Doctors were a thing.

So Warped didn't find himself taken aback when Azga lived up to his title by surmounting the paltry challenge raised before him and went so far as to retaliate with a flare of his own. The flickering orb of baleful flame rushed up the column within the palm of Azga's hand, and as tempting as it was to shake the showman's hand, Warped would have to save that for another life. 

"Dinner is on me then, but for now, you'll have to settle for this meager offering." Azga's charge would be met with open air as the Ivory Mask tilted backwards and fell from the opposite side of the pillar. Plummeting in his inverted state, his staff remained pointed upwards and fell in line with the rising Healer. Utilizing his Twin Spells feat, Warped launch two bolts of Antimatter Cascade, firing the projectiles straigh into the piller seperating them to explode with tremendous force. The pillar lessened the blow, but the stone yielded and blew outwards in a chaotic gale of shrapnel. "Tuck in!"

"Huh?!" 

Azga's eyes widened as not only did his hand hit nothing as the opposing mage fell back--momentarily giving a sense of panic as he saw him fall on impulse, but also as the ground beneath his own feet shuddered and exploded outward with him still standing upon it. His fireball, not meeting its target, launched harmlessly up into the air and across the battlefield, crashing into the side of the walls and causing a few well placed bricks to tumble from their holding spot. Azga gave a grunt as he fell backward, the chain in his hand snapping back into shape in his hand as his staff whilst the top portion of the column fell. He inhaled the dust of the breaking stone, coughing ungracefully.

Well, that's no good.

With a scowl, Azga's feet found themselves on one of the falling pieces of shrapnel and pushed upward, moving from stone to stone in the thick fog of dust, his staff twirling in hand while his free one clenched over a ball of ice forming this time. He launched his hand over where he'd last seen Reality, intent to freeze him in place before his staff cracked with a flourish against the pillar itself as well, sending volts of lightning cascading around the stone while still partially free falling; rock beneath his feet the only thing keeping him from plummeting at this moment.

"Really now? Are Elementalists a class now?" Warped barked back in amusement, still falling like a white comet with the fringe of his coat fluttering madly above his inverted form. Timers where in his favor and it appeared his portal would be off cool down before. 

Not being disheartened from the rain of stone, ice, and electricity, Warped Reality unleashed his strongest ability to turn Azga's efforts upon himself, when a Singularity would open upon the stone he rode upon. It's gravitational pull tugged upon the debris, pulling it inwards towards the epicenter as though swirling around the eye of a whirlpool. 

This didn't mean much to icy projectile still in transit, the singularities pull unable to stop the arcane power. There wasn't the option to kick off the pillar when it would have shocked him, so ultimately Warped decided to accept a bit of fall damage in order to be a cheeky bastard.

"As much as i appreciate these gifts of yours, i simply can not accept your generosity." Burning the portal just as it comes off cooldown, the first was opened behind Azga while the second came to form directly in the path of the icy missle, looping it back on its caster. As enjoyable as this was, Rufus was left with little time to right himself and hit the ground, bones creaking as his health bar was nearly halved from the fall. 

The next few moments for Azga were absolute hell. Not only did the impossible amount of electrified stone all swarm into him at once, implode against him and take down half his health bar, but the sound of a portal opening behind him registered the fact that it wasn't over. The ice crashed into his lower back, curling around him and dealing a slow chip at his health bar. One fourth left. He felt winded.

He had enough sense, free falling with his head toward the ground, to save himself from the fall damage. His hand flung out and the vision of wings spreading from his back glittered, righted himself to ease the last of the fall while his body swooped down. He landed in a crouch, the temporary wings fading away, feathers fluttering up into the air and disappearing like embers. His blue eyes found Reality's, his chest heaving slightly and a smirk on his face.

"Awh, after all the work I put into them? You heartbreaker, you." 

Azga stood with a grunt, eyes glimmering as he raised his staff in front of him, letting it hover and spin in midair. A white aura surrounded Azga.

His health bar dialed up to full very quickly.

Then he grabbed his staff, running his fingers through his own hair with a sigh of relief, as one might give when stepping out of the shower. 

"Well, since you don't seem to be the type for a typical bout of roses and candies anyway..." The blonde avatar lifted his fingers to his lips, kissing them as one might do after a superb meal, or marking something as exquisite. Reality was slippery, but there were certainly a few things even a synergized avatar could not run from. "How about a curse?"

The snap of his fingers were distinct and clear even amidst the chaos that had seemed to pool around them. A status ailment; Curse, appearing on Reality's status screens. Curse is known for chipping away at health fairly quickly, as well as imparting bad luck onto the afflicted player. 

"Honestly, Reality, it's been fun, but there's someone I need to find. Hate to kiss and run, but, you know how fast the world of show business is~" 

Azga pressed his fingers to his lips, his blue jewelry chiming in the wind. He wasn't going to turn his back on Warped Reality yet, however. He felt it would actually be, quite rude, to simply dip out now.

Having exhausted his bag of tricks, and really having no such counter to immaterial attacks such as Azga's curse, it was no wonder that the Ivory Mask found his Health Bar steadily on the decline while his feet reacquanted themselves with solid ground. 

"Oh you wound me. Quite literally, in this case." He said with a wince, rapidly coming to the conclusion he may have bitten off more then he could chew when Azga seemed to have the monopoly on abilities from Rogue to Mage. "Still...it would be rather improper to just let you go without a parting spectacle. Sadly I've run a bit dry on the fantastical, and I appear to only have time for the bombastic!"

Forsaking evasion and defense while the doomsday clock rapidly drew towards 12, he opted for leveling his staff on the unalligned player and unleashing  his Antimatter Cascade two at a time, hoping the 1 action cool down and the volume of Twin Spell would trump Azga with brute force. 

"I really would rather you survive here. Falling to this feels a little lacking, but what can i say, I have to go down swinging. "

Azga moved to react as soon as he saw Reality's staff raised, but was too slow in raising his force field against the first strike, the second being hit and exploding over the white barrier. Azga gasped, falling back with a significant amount of health down, his heels digging into the dirt and pushing back immediately. The second hit imploded over the barrier, the taste of rust in his mouth, Azga lunged forward after the second spell was cast. The light over his shoulder glitched out, an armored shoulder pad forming and his staff also glitching into a broadsword. 

The defenses of the mage down, Azga's former staff impaled through the wilting avatar he'd been going up against, panting heavilly. It would be the last needed bit of damage to get the mage down, he was certain of that. Being in such close proximity to the player he'd been fighting, his lips slowly leaned closer to Reality's ear. 

"Hey," A smile on his lips. "Gg."

"Gg." Warped Reality said, fate sealed on the end of a sword. Considering the profligation of vehicles and artillery, it was a far better end then most could expect to find during the present conflict. Gaze rising to Azga's name above his head, it took only a moment to send a friend request to the surprisingly unalligned player. "See you around, Azga."

And with a shattering of glass and burst of partical effect, Warped Reality departed with only a pile of EXP crystals left in his place.

Azga the Amazing stared down at the particles, breathless, then shifted his attention over to his status screen.

Friend request accepted. 

He smiled, then sighed, kneeling down and collecting the EXP crystals.  He leaned against the side of the column when his task was complete, healing himself again, and opened up a new message.

To: Warped Reality
From: Azga the Amazing
Subject: GG

Lunch tomorrow? I'm buying.

-Azga

Azga sent off his message, a slight chuckle at the edge of his tone. Then he picked himself up and dusted himself off. Enough fooling around, time to find Crimson Streak. With a huff, he generated temporary wings again to lift him up to the column then shift, phasing to different columns and peering at the ground to keep an eye open for the Red King. 

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

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Apparently there's some more plot on the horizon, so let's collab. I'll send you a pm to a collaboration pad shortly, I have some errands to run first. :3

@ReaptheMusic

Alright, no need to rush.

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Oh, that sounds like fun, yes ^^

@ReaptheMusic

Alright. You wanna collab or just go post for post?

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@Mega Birb Ahh, no interest then? Alright. I suppose I'll at least park him out in the area until things occur.

@ReaptheMusic

I'll be free tomorrow if you want to have Rufus / Warped Reality go after your PC.

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@Mega Birb
Trash Man's CS is back up in CS section.

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Rufus | Warped Reality

Appearance:

Height: 157 cm

Weight: 47 kg

Hair Color: Raven Black

Eye Color: Light Brown

Name: 'Rufus'

Age: 17

History:

As they were want to do, a young man came to the Purple Crown Kingdom in order to play a game. He walked with nothing but the clothes on his back, the well worn book tucked into his back pocket, and a large tuna carried over his shoulder. True to the path of Alexander Supertramp, he carried not a name given at birth but one born on the roads he walked, Rufus. The game he played was rather grand, the rules and goals all but unknown even to Rufus, and DGO was only a tiny part of it he picked up walking through a flea market.

His entry into Purple Crown could be the subject of a novel in and of itself, but for the sake conciseness it can be reasoned that he acquired a used uniform from a drop out who'd rather have unburden themselves of their former vestments then carry them to greener pastures. Needless to say he hadn't the money to afford such a prestigious institution as Purple Crown, and is in point of fact not an enrolled student. This doesn't stop him roaming the campus or sitting in on classes with the anonymity his age grants in blending in among the crowds, though it is not an uncommon sight to witness Purple Crown staff chasing after Rufus upon failing to present any sort of identification.

Regardless of there efforts he will be found roaming the halls of Purple Crown or slaying Dissolutions in DGO like the rest of the students. Unsubstantiated reports have been made of a figure sleeping in the trees of the academy grounds have also begun to circulate shortly after his arrival.

Personality:

Mercurial, unconventional, and a bit of a troll, Rufus is a slippery person to pin down, both literally and in terms of his interests. His focus is always firmly planted upon the present, unburdened by whatever past he may have held and indifferent to the concerns which may plague him in the future. He seems to change with the day, as in one he may do nothing but lay about and swipe unattended food from the cafeteria, and the other he's shuttling around the city along some unspoken design only he perceives. Can be known to have a selfish streak in failing to consider the wants of others and has been known to flagrantly break rules to see the reaction, though whether this is because he does not know they exist or acts in spite of them is unclear. Whether in reality or DGO, Rufus is stubborn enough to find a way to get what he wants.

Other:

As part of a long series of odd jobs, Rufus once worked a few days in a maid café. Enjoyed it immensely.

The Purple Crown cafeteria staff have a tentative arrangement of unknown terms with Rufus. There are now significantly fewer instances of him fleeing the cafeteria with ladles thrown at his retreating form.

Favorite Shows: Madoka Magica. Kino's Journey. The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya.

Enjoys dumpster diving, flea markets, fishing, the generosity of strangers, and Purple Crown's showers.

Dislikes garbage day.

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Avatar Class: Mage | Sorceror

Avatar Title: Warped Reality

Avatar Level: 3

Avatar Profession: Fisher

Avatar Guild: The Ivory Masks of the White King

Avatar Abilities:

Achieved

Lvl 1- Gateway: Creates two portals through which players, objects, projectiles, or spells, regardless of affiliation to Warped Reality, can travel between each other. Both portals can be placed anywhere within 100ft so long as there is an unobstructed line to the point where the oval shaped portal will form. Momentum is preserved when going through these portals and they do not have to placed on a solid surface, such as opening on a particular space in the air with any orientation Warped Reality so chooses. Closes at will or after duration expires
Active Ability | Duration: 1 Round | Cooldown: 1 Round

Lvl 2- Antimatter Cascade: Launches a bolt of unstable matter from Warped Realities staff. Upon contact with a target it will explode in a 3ft radius dealing moderate damage. Every enemy killed by the original explosion will also explode for 25% less damage then the last explosion in a chain reaction that continues until no new enemies are killed.
Active Ability | Cooldown: 1 Action

Lvl 3- Roiling Singularity: Creates a 25ft singularity that draws in unsecured enemies and loose objects alike. Does light damage while caught inside the singularity with additional damage from collision with other players and objects. Explodes with great force, dealing heavy damage and expelling all trapped players and objects in random directions.
Active Ability | Duration: 2 Rounds | Cooldown: 3 Rounds

Unachieved

Lvl 5- \\ INSUFFICIENT LEVEL REACHED \\
Lvl 6- \\ INSUFFICIENT LEVEL REACHED \\
Lvl 9- \\ INSUFFICIENT LEVEL REACHED \\


Avatar Feats:

Achieved

Lvl 3- Twin Spells: Allows you to use two spells at the same time, including the same spell.

Unachieved

Lvl 4- Staff Mastery: Increase the effective abilities of staff by 25%

Lvl 5- Enlightenment: Casting time for spells decreased and their power increased by 25%

Lvl 6- Magus Blast: Unleashes a burst of condensed mana, dealing a high amount of defense-ignoring magic damage to anything within a 10-foot radius. Instant cast; sixty-second cooldown.

Lvl 7- Crawling Chaos: You cause pain to all opponents who are merely in your presence. For ever thirty seconds they are within 50 feet of you, they take 5% damage. Their speed is also cut down to a 1/3 of their max, and prevents flight or teleportation.

Lvl 8- Cataclysm: You raze a structure to it’s very foundation, causing 80% damage to anything caught within the area of effect including yourself and your allies. Thirty minute Cooldown.

Lvl 9- Magic Itself: Your body becomes an arcane mist. Physical damage taken is reduced by 25%, and magic damage dealt is increased by 50%.

Weapon:

Scepter of Spatial Domination

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

@lonewolf685 I appreciate that historical reference. Also Nyx is still pretty close to Verdant, +1 for team kill. Gotta stay and finish the job, y'know.

@Mega Birb

That means you are mashed together with an angry King that Nyx just shot.

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Broker Of Fortune

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It was to no surprise on the part of Broker that she found her progress carving through the Faded City abruptly hindered the Ivory Masks' rear guard. For a moment the strong urge to spit welled up within the Bruiser when she was confronted with the last person the tanker wanted to be met with so far from the proper battlefield.

"I guess leading from the front got old hat, or I wouldn't have found Princess among the reserves." She grumbled in a disheartened fashion, but without the animosity which tinged the words and actions of those carrying the black standard into battle. There was no bad blood existed between the Bruisers and Eclipse Princess, let alone Broker of Fortune or Kanbaru. In fact, if anything, they should congratulate her for being the focus of such profound strife and ire that the Ebony Strykers came to rely upon their allies in blue for every man of construction supply or service in rebuilding their...disaster prone city.

The King Tiger screeched to halt before the obstacle it desired neither to shoot or trample beneath its treads. It would have been easy to assume the armored nature of her vehicle would provide a clear and overwhelming advantage in a confrontation, but there were few who could not attest to the overwhelming force Eclipse Princess could bring to bear on even the largest of Dissolutions. If Broker were to detonate her explosive surprise, the odds were good she'd defeat Princess here and now, but a single officer in the rear guard was not the impact that would affect the overall battle. "And if I try to fight, I'd be lucky to get away with the tank's barrel folded into a pretzel, let alone getting away at all. Hmm, well, if she's offering to talk terms, may as well put my tongue to work before resorting to the trigger finger."

Slowly the Tank began to shut down, its engine dimming from a roar to purr, and finally disappearing into silence while the lights flickered off to signal it had shut off. The action was deliberately slow, as though one would reach for their ID while being apprehended, but really it served to give Broker time to stuff all her bombs back into the inventory where they had come from. Satisfied the incriminating contraband was tucked away beyond any reasonable inspection, she popped open the entry hatch and pulled herself out to stand atop the silent tiger, one boot resting on the steaming barrel as she came to favor Eclipse Princess with an amicable smile.

"Now that is a very respectable offer. Glad to see reality surpasses the legend, or I'd have been skewered with an Icarus Strike before getting a word in edge wise. Really, this is more courtesy then I get from the Bruisers. They don't even have a King most of the time. Anywho, that's not really important anymore."

"I offer my surrender to you, Eclipse Princess. Allow me to join the Ivory Masks and reap the fruits of open war as all other Masks are entitled to. A King Tiger has no place but the vanguard from which to fight, an iron fist wrapped in a glove of white velvet, if you will, so if you would continue to be so honorable, I could do with an escort to the battle beyond your checkpoint."


_{@Scarifar @KoL}

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Warped Reality

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"Huh, and here I thought a King would be a more active terror of the battlefield. I suppose the ants are beneath his notice." Warped thought, his tone heavy with disappointment even as the infernal golem smacked Harleys from the battlements and sent them to a demise via Newton's famed 'discovery'. Perhaps it was just a factor of the Green King's class, but there are certain expectations that come from hearing of the exploits of kings that have so far not been validated to the fullest.

His brow rose in surprise as, from the clear view of his perch atop a tower's roof, he witnessed an enemy appear from thin air beside the jocular Fanged Ranger and put a nasty looking gun to the side of Verdant Grin's head. This was something of genuine interest, so much so that Warped settled his whole attention on the Would-be-Kingslayer who thought to make his escape through a haze of caltrops.

"Oh ho, like I'd let you run after a performance like that. This isn't the Ford Theater, Mr. Booth!" Raising his staff, Warped Reality cast his Roiling Singularity over the walls edge beside the fleeing Nyx. A man so fleet of foot would doubtlessly have issues gripping the ground when the sudden singularity would pull him off the ground and over the edge, along with any other unprepared players and objects. Even the scattered caltrops that failed to stick into the golem would be sucked in, returning them to their master's flesh in a direct manner.

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_{@TheWindel @Mega Birb}

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Will post on wednesday