Post by Ronnie Breteuil on Sept 16, 2018 12:27:43 GMT -8
HrooToday at 12:34 PM
The sun beat down upon the scorched earth, marred by lack of rain. The heat rising into the air made it hard to breath with how omnipresent it had become. Dust rose like ash from a volcano with each step Hroo took onto the land. He had come to this place, chosen this place and on purpose, it was all planned out. He paced back and forth, and though the Cerberus was covered in fur the heat never got to him, he was a Cerberus after all and was quite accustomed to extremes in Temperature, something a mere mortal, such as Ronnie, might not.
Ronnie BreteuilToday at 12:50 PM
While Hroo awaited Ronnie, soon a figure came walking. It initially looked likea man wearing a black , gray n purple themed armor. The presence of light was strong. It was undoubtedly Ronnie, but in an unfamiliar form. Purple lightning occasionally danced around his form. When Ronnie was in closer view and stood approximately 15 feet away from Hroo Ronnie stopped. Ronnie had what looked to be a black cape at his back, but it was possible it was actually something else. Ronnie noticed how hot the area was. He was wise to come in his new dragon bond fusion form. It made it slightly easier to breath in this hot and stuffy area. Ronnie took note upon Hroo's form, what he was wearing, his size, what kind of weapons he may be wearing, he would also glance around the area to note the different landmarks. He knew there probable would be traps lurking, he chose this form for a reason.
HrooToday at 1:06 PM
Hroo gave Ronnie a nod from his middle head, having half expected the man to not show. But am part of him knew that he would. “Your Tyranny and assault against us stops today. You have attempted to weed us out one by one and exterminate our kind, but soon you will see only darkness and fear,” Hroo spat at Ronnie with a low growl that became almost a hum. This hum would lead into his first attack. It was quite a simple attack, but if Hroo were successful than Ronnie would fall in the end to his own hand. The heat swelled up and wrapped around the two of them like a blanket, instead of the unbearable it started to offer comfort, the kind of heat that made one feel hazy. Hroo peered at Ronnie with six sets of eyes that swirled, danced, and played in rhythm. Hroo’s hum acted as a lullaby to lure Ronnie into a spell. His left and right heads began to bob up and down and up and down to work with the swirling, dancing, humming eyes. Up and down they bobbed. Up and down they bobbed. The humming swaying in and out, and in and out. He stared at Ronnie “Sleep. Sleep.” He lured Ronnie onward as he tried to use memorize, which would place Ronnie under his control, make him more susceptible to his suggestions. “Sleep.” He begged as the warm wrapped them more in its arms and his heads bobbed up and down, and the voice weaved, as a gentle lulling hum, in and out.
Ronnie BreteuilToday at 1:26 PM
It seems Ronnie over analytical nature would come to bite him. He would feel compelled to watch each one of the heads movements. His aim was to study his movements to be able to predict future movements. This unfortunately got Ronnie caught into the simple trap. Ronnie wouldn't currently notice the seemingly comforting rise of heat as his seemingly dragon armor was providing him resistance against it thusfar. What appears to be Ronnie's hands seemed to shift more into a dragon like claw hands. Ronnie didn't bring his twin daggers or buster like sword to the fight.There was his void sheath and hilt blade hanging out at Ronnie's right hip Despite Ronnie seemed to be caught in a trance, lightning danced around furiously around him. The presence of light was still radiating within him possibly providing some intimidation. There was an inner voice screaming out to Ronnie, but for the moment it seemed like Ronnie would just be standing their vulnerable to attack.
HrooToday at 1:38 PM
Hroo gave a grin across each head in turn as he watched, never pausing the luring, hypnotizing movement, but he knew Ronnie was in his command. Ronnie may have been flowing with light which echoed in its full power off the man’s form, or well his dragon like form that seemed to have taken control, but this did not intimidate Hroo. But Hroo knew if those claws touched his form that they would sear him, mark him, and he was not a creature to be marked. But he could not concentrate or think on that. He had to keep up his spell and work on Ronnie. But those claws would aid him. “Show me the power of your claws, on yourself, it won’t hurt, it won’t harm, think of it as giving yourself a hug. You deserve a hug for all your hard work. You have done so well,” Hroo coaxed Ronnie. He would see how Ronnie’s claws worked if Ronnie clawed himself as Hroo desired, and it may aid Hroo in another manner by taking away chunks of armor exposing Ronnie’s skin. Though whether or not Hroo could get to Ronnie’s skin wouldn’t matter as his teeth and jaws were a powerful vice grip that could pierce through steel when he desired. “Show me, you know you want to. Hug yourself with your claws.”
Ronnie BreteuilToday at 2:18 PM
Ronnie seemed to be just standing there. Ronnie's hand was slowly rising up almost as if Ronnie was obeying him. It was then suddenly at that moment multiple things started occurring. Thoughts and memories of Ronnie's began to form in the appearance of random villagers, his subordinates, Mother, other family members, Melody, Tempest, Annie, and an image of Shrick roaring at him. Even while all of this was going on Ronnie still appeared under the trance, there was a secondary conscious working in Ronnie. The core of his scale like armor covering his stomach suddenly poke out lin the form of steel like spikes. There were seven of them each protruding seven inches long. The tips of them were sharp. In that moment that it formed it flared with the power of light that devours the dark, which was the power that allowed his light to devour creatures of the dark like Hroo and the power that powers them. This power also acted like a beacon of sorts, which provided an ever present connection to where ever Ronnie's power goes.<c>
This power along with the spiraling lightning jettisoned these seven spikes in the direction of Hroo. Each one targeting a different location. The first one shot directly at the center stomach area of Hroo. Another one shot out towards the right leg of Hroo. The third one headed towards the throat of Hroo at the center point that connected each of the heads of Hroo. Two of the remaining four would land on the ground on opposite sides of Hroo, but closer to Ronnie, The two others would fly pass Hroo landing on the ground on the opposite of Hroo. From closer inspection these four scale spikes, would be forming a 10 by 10 feet square, with Hroo form currently in the direct center. In addition to Jettison the spike scales, the three aimed at Hroo would have an additional effect, should the scales be able to strike him (even a graze) as they would unleash a surge that could possible disrupt the electrical synapses that seemingly gave Hroo dominance over the other two heads. It was always obvious to Ronnie for Hroo to have as much control as he did on his other heads that he must of established dominance and for that dominance to be shattered who knows what could happen.<c>
At the end of the attempted attack the flooding memories overwhelmed the trance and Ronnie's eyes leers coldly as he seemed prepared to make his move.<end>
HrooToday at 2:39 PM
Hroo growled, he had gotten too confident, he had lowered his guard, and the distraction of the claws must have been just enough to allow Ronnie a way to break free of the trance and gave the man his opening to attack Hroo. What an attack it was as well, one Hroo was ill prepared for as he had been certain Ronnie would claw his own armor off. Instead spikes form flying from the armor. The power of light flashed across the arena and seared some of the fur along Hroo’s hide as Ronnie powered up to release spikes, much as Hroo had the ability to do with the fur on his tail. Hroo watched as four of the spikes formed a square about his body and he was certain whatever they would do, would not be good for his desires in the end. But he couldn’t allow himself the time to focus on this as a spike just missed his stomach by a hair and two more were on their way. The spike aimed for his right leg pinned Hroo to the ground for the time being, impairing his movements allowing the third spike aimed for his body to graze across the throats. Too bad for Ronnie each mind of Hroo, though quite different, thought in unison and never fought for dominance over the form, because in the end three heads were better than one. All three turned to Ronnie glowering at him as the blood trickled to the ground from his throat. He growled low at Ronnie. (c)
“That hurt.” Hroo growled as he felt several electrical shocks work their way over his spine, causing his body to twitch. At first this would seem to be all part of Ronnie’s attack. Twitching and writhing in pain. That was when Hroo ripped through his right leg to free himself of the impaling spike. In doing this his whole body raised into the air on his left hind haunch, extending Hroo’s form to a good twelve feet or more in height. It would expose his under belly for a moment, but all that force would come down upon the earth causing dust to fly into the air. The three heads blew this dust about in a whirlwind to blind the arena, to blind Ronnie so he would not see Hroo’s attack. Hroo, though injured, jumped over Ronnie, leaping through portals of hell that began to form about the arena so that the smell of brimstone became over powering and would add to Ronnie’s confusion. Soon Hroo launched himself at the right side of Ronnie to dig his teeth into the man. He would not submit to the light, nor to Ronnie. He would not give up, he would not surrender. Should he land his attack Ronnie would feel the vice grip nature of Hroo’s jaws that had crushed many a man’s spine. Ronnie would feel the urge to die. (e)
HrooToday at 4:01 PM
((Hey ronnie after you post your final paragraph if you wouldn't mind posting this to the boards, and I am fine with whoever you get to judge))
Ronnie BreteuilToday at 4:11 PM
Everything went all according to plan, well almost. Ronnie dragon bond fusion which completely linked him to Shrick gave him the perfect back up he needed to prepare for this fight. It allowed him to lull his opponent into a false sense of security, land some critical blows, and hopefully set up a clear path to victory. Time will tell if all the steps will be checked. Meanwhile,Ronnie was happy that his attack managed to be successive in striking his enemy. Fortunately for Ronnie that wasn't the only effect as the spike like scales had the light that devours the dark, which meant even the momentary grazes allowed it to feed on some of Hroo's power, while at the same time wounding him. The two that seemed to grazed his neck would fly on-wards and would converge at a point on the ground a head, creating a house shape pentagon. The most satisfying strike would be the one that got his leg. This would cause the light within the scale to emerge to begin devouring away at the leg.<c>
Unfortunately, Hroo was quick thinking and didn't think twice about sacrificing a limb to free himself from being pinned down and devoured whole (oh welll a leg is good enough). Ronnie watched him raise himself in the air preparing something. In that moment the black cape seemed to spread out revealing that it was actually two Dragon like wings. Ronnie would flap the wings hard as he would fly into the air above the initial dust cloud. Ronnie uses his right arm to shield his face from when Hroo created whirlwind in the area to hinder his vision. Ronnie's wings was powerful enough to hold himself in place despite the high winds. Ronnie smiles a bit as he could sense that the lightning and light force within scales gave it just enough presence to keep it barely firmly in the ground even after the whirlwind sand attack. Ronnie didn't need vision to detect Hroo as he can sense the overbearing infuriating presence that was Hroo. He would dash towards him with light and lightning infusing within his left claw hand. He would try to swipe his claw at him but missed as he escaped into a portal. Ronnie noticed the formation of more portals. These portals brought upon an unpleasant scent of brimstone. Ronnie would spin himself around avoiding portals and would hover high above the area he set up earlier (the now crooked house shaped spike formation). <c>
Ronnie closed his eyes and held his breath for a few moments to help block out the scent of hell. Ronnie focused on his listening and his power of light that devoured the dark. The attack came at his right initially biting into his wing. Ronnie's wings would have some resistance even to his powerful jaws, fortunately Ronnie only needed a moment of resistance to teleport himself to the strongest beacon he had in the area, which was the one that devoured the remnants of Hroo's leg. <c> If successive Ronnie would now be within the house shape scales. Ronnie would ignore the fact that one of his wings were completely unusable at the moment, due to the mauling of Hroo. He would punch into the air with his left fist. Soon a combination of lightning and beams of light emerged out of all five of the spike scale points around Ronnie. They all converge on the center point above Ronnie's fist. In addition Ronnie draws out the power that his light got from eating Hroo's leg and shot it upwards, sending all that power into a form of a beam of energy with the shape of dragon head mouth that was 10 feet in diameter. If possible this attack would be launched at the monster aiming to devour him whole. And make him apart of the light.<end>
