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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:01:23 GMT -5
Zais watched as Leon disposed of the Falcon troops. "Holy Shit!" he thought. "Well....glad I picked his side." his thoughts returned to to his now ex-army that was running around Awsome Land somewhere.....no doubt killing stuff. Zais decided he might as well be on look out for more of the Falcon troops.
He pulled his large black scythe from its strap on his back and gazed at it happily. It was forged with the captured souls of assorted brass players...and one drummer.
He walked to the front of the airship and leaned out over the edge, watching the scenery dramatically.
"Why do I hear Titanic music playing in the background?" he wondered.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:01:45 GMT -5
Knox raced through the mountains. He arrived at the clearing were they were supposed to be. They were gone.
~Crap~
Knox glanced upward and saw the airship, but failed to notice the Falcon knights around it.
~That must be were they are~
Knox decided it was a good time to defy physics, so he ran up the side of a spire an leaped off it. He grabbed a anchor that had been carelessly left down. He climbed up the chain and stepped foot on the airship.
"Jace, Sherri, Crass, REPORT!"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:01:49 GMT -5
"BECAUSE YOU'RE SUNK!!"
A figure swooped out of nowhere. He was wearing a black cloak, very similar to the many other mysterious hooded figures. He held a sword in his right hand and a small piece of metal in his left. His eyes were the only part of his face that could be seen under his hood. He wasn't flying. He wasn't hanging from any rope. He was simply standing on air. On the back of his cloak was an image of Trumpet. Another of the Brass Lords, apparently.
But suddenly, the figure threw back his hood, revealing his face. It was Jacob Throop. It was a Brass Legend!! Jacob had left Chris in charge of the Corpsvets and finding Motevator666 and the clone army and had gone off in search of the Watsrobes. Instead, he had spotted Lacquer getting on the airship and had decided to stow away underneath the ship. Now, using his Brass Legend Powers, Jacob raised the small metal object to his face and emitted a harsh buzzing sound. The sound grew louder and higher until lightning began to strike all around them. Jacob ran/hovered past Zai and swiped the sword from his hand. Lightning struck the sword, and a shriek pierced the air. It was an unearthly shriek, like a thousand Piccolos playing in "unison." There was a flash of light, and a dimensional portal appeared. A figure stepped from the portal, soon followed by another, and another, and yet another. For several minutes, hooded figures emerged from the portal and stood/floated beside Jacob. Each one held either a Trumpet, Trombone, Baritone, French horn, or Tuba, with the exception of one Drummer. As the drummer stepped from the portal, bringing up the rear, another figure appeared, with an aura that seemed somehow much stronger than any that had been seen in Awesome Land since the beginning of time (besides Narrator, of course), and the portal closed behind him.
Jacob tossed a balled up piece of cloth to Lacquer, who was still in the ship, watching this whole ordeal. Lacquer unraveled the cloth to find that it was a Soul Patch. But this one was different. It bore the insignia of the Corpsvets, a musical staff surrounded by green, red, and white stripes. Jacob pulled Lacquer from the ship, and Lacquer simply floated in midair.
Jacob pulled Lacquer away from the ship, and the souls of the formerly trapped Brass Players and one Drummer followed suit. The powerful figure who had emerged last stepped forward and lifted a Trumpet to his lips. This Trumpet was a special Trumpet: it had silver valves and a silver lead pipe, a golden body, and a copper bell. It was a Bach Model 37 Custom Trumpet. The figure drew a deep breath and blasted forth his musical ability. Zais' Woodwind mind could not comprehend a Brass Player's range and was immobilized. As the ship continued to ascend, gravity pulled him backwards in the ship, soon leaving him hanging over the edge precariously.
The figure threw back his hood. His face seemed to have the features of both Cha Cha and Sarah. He took another deep breath and blew. The Trumpet Suicide C that followed should have killed him on the spot. But it didn't. The control panel of the airship exploded. And Zais began to slip.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:02:22 GMT -5
"Super Land, our next destination, shall be coming up in 5..." Leon spoke over the airship's weird speaker things.
"No...They're almost here..." said Raphael from above in Super Land.
"4..." counted Leon, flying through the clouds. Nothing but puffs of white could be seen outside of the window.
"My Falcon Troops...have failed?!?" Raphael said as the ship drew nearer. He saw the bisected corpses on the Crimson Airship. Rather than disparage them like most rulers, Raphael whispered "I'll ensure your families know of your valiant sacrifice in the name of Super Land. They shall be paid for your losses."
"3..." came the next number in Leon's countdown sequence.
"What to do, what to do?" asked Raphael as he paced back and forth. "Wait a second...I'm Raphael. I'm a sage...By definition I should be very smart and capable of stopping them." he realized.
"2...Almost there." said Leon, preparing for the arrival. "Everyone take these oxygen tanks. We may be able to breathe underwater in Special Land, but in Super Land the atmosphere is too thin. Weird how that works, huh?" he laughed, tossing tanks of oxygen to everyone.
"That's it!" came a loud realization from Raphael. "I am a Wind Sage. My magical power and boundless knowledge shall be enough to crush these fools!"
"1! Everyone be sure to wear those tanks! It's the only way to survive there. The people--birds--whatever there aren't the most hospitable, too, so defend yourself well." Leon advised them. He put on his own energy tank and opened the door of the airship. Wind rushed in.
"Remaining troops. You may leave if you wish. The upcoming battles will be violent and you may die." Lord Raphael said to the Falcon troops.
"No, sir. We will fight to the death, sir." the troops said enthusiastically.
"If you wish. You may only fight if you are single and childless. I repeat; only if you have no family may you fight beside me." Raphael commanded.
"But--"
"That is an ORDER." he yelled, and several of the troops flew to their families.
"Everyone, out of the airship now. Put on some parachutes or defy physics because you'll need them. Parachutes are built into the air tanks if you can't defy physics. WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Leon yelled as he jumped out of the airship, miles above Super Land. He began to accelerate at 9.8 m/s2.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:02:42 GMT -5
Xero unsheathed Marcato, the Blade of Brass Wind, and dropped to a fighter's stance. Rowlek did the same, gripping his spear so tightly his knuckles turned white. Phantom raised Strad above his head, pointing it at Taenas. The Phantom Regiment formed a circle around the combatants, anxiously waiting to see who would make the first move.
Through unspoken consent, Xero, Phantom, and Rowlek charged Taenas at the same time. Phantom, incredibly agile for his age, leapt over Taenas' head, landing behind him. Rowlek ran straight at Taenas, his spear pointing at his foe. And Xero rolled on the ground, slashing madly at Taenas' legs.
All three stopped just before any of their weapons made contact with Taenas or his sword.
"Your move."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:02:54 GMT -5
Narrator's Johhny Appleseed brand jetpack served him nicely in the world above the clouds. Super Land may have had no atmosphere, but Narrator doesn't breathe. He's cool like that.
"Where to now, Very Ice?"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:03:05 GMT -5
"Let's wait for the rest to get off of the airship. No one else seems to have jumped with us. And we're still falling so we can't do much." Leon said over the roar of the wind. It was always windy in Super Land.
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"Do you really think I'll let myself be beaten by tactics previously used? I've analyzed Veralice and what made him a weak ruler. I won't fail." laughed Taenas. His massive crimson black dragon who I forget the name of breathed fire around the circumference of the room (this floor is circular) creating a 6 foot tall wall around the area. Taenas, armed in golden armor as told in his biography, threw his sword into the air, jumped up to catch it, and prepared to land on the ground in a manner similar to Ike's Aether attack from FE:POR.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:03:15 GMT -5
Captain Clever did a dougnut with his motorcyle because he's awesome.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:03:30 GMT -5
Kayne and Vincent whipped into action. Disappearing and quickly reappearing with the oxygen masks on. Pulling out their trombones they quickly slashed at the nearest of the Brass legends. In a flurry of movement they quickly stopped. Kayne jumped into the air and pulled the Trombone to his lips he played a quick chorale. The air around the Trumpet legend fell to freezing temperatures and solidified. Kayne hovered in front of him.
"Tell me. Who are you? How did you play the Suicide C?!" Kayne was baffled only one Trumpet player had played the Suicide C and survived, and it had been so long ago since that had happened.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:03:41 GMT -5
His trumpet still at his lips, the figure managed to break free of the ice enough to play an Overheat C, melting the ice encasing him. In shower of ice shards, the figure withdrew to the other Brass Players.
"We are the Brass Lords," he explained. "That sword is no ordinary sword. It was stolen from the Woodwind King many years in the future. The Woodwind King sealed our souls in that sword. But now we are free! You two both seem to have great Musicality. How would you like to become Brass Lords?" He held out his hand. "Oh, and by the way, I'm Mykal Watsrobe, the Trumpet King."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:03:53 GMT -5
There was sudden cold chill. It felt as if all heat had disappeared from Awesome Land. Yet, only Xero, Cha Cha, and Phantom felt it. It was a chill that drove to the very core of their being. It felt like Cha Cha and Sarah at the same time. The feeling was especially strange to Cha Cha, who did not recognize the sense of his own presence.
Then, as quickly as it had come, the chill wind vanished.
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Just as Taenas caught his sword, Rowlek rolled out of the way, Phantom cast a spell at Taenas, and Xero jumped to clash swords with the Imperial Prince. The spell caught Taenas in midair, separating him from his sword and sending the sword skidding across the room. Xero took his chance and swung his sword at Taenas, while Rowlek threw his spear.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:04:20 GMT -5
Lacquer slammed his oxygen mask over his nose. He had trained himself to circular breath and would be of no use if he could not play his Tuba, so he needed his mouth to play. Spinning around, Lacquer transformed into his Tuba Hero form, a Contra, and released a volley of notes from his bell. The awesome force of the wind coming from the bell of the Contra that now floated where Lacquer had been worked in such a way to accelerate the falling passengers of the airship at 9.8m/s2.... against gravity. Using his circular breathing and Tuba Hero powers, Lacquer continued to levitate the passengers and began to accelerate them even more.
10m/s2.... 11m/s2.... 12m/s2....
They soon arrived on a solid cloud. Yes. Solid water. Not ice. Solid. Water. Lacquer allowed his breath to decay slowly, then released his note, dropping the passengers safely on the cloud. Just in time too. The Falcon troops were taking flight.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:04:31 GMT -5
Captain Clever doughnuted his way to the room where Taenas and the Watsrobes were fighting. He observed before deciding whether or not to engage in the fight.
"Hey, it's that guy that got shot...emo kid. Yeah, that's it. Emo kid," Captain Clever said to himself.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:04:44 GMT -5
Jace, Sherri, and Crass instantly recognized the voice and reported to attention. Or, rather, their version of attention. They struck the same pose they had earlier. Knox only stared at them.
"I though I told you not to do that ever again."
"Yeah, but its fun." Jace said sheepishly. Knox continued to stare. "Okay, okay, we'll stop."
"Good. Hey, where is everyone? Their where more people here a moment ago right?"
"Hey look." Crass pointed out of the airship. "Looks like they all jumped out and are going to Super Land. We should join them."
Knox complied without even bothering to ask why. The four Hearts jumped out of the airship and decided to defy physics and glide to the ground.
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Sarah felt the chill more than anyone else. She was quite familiar with the presence of Cha Cha. The fact that there was another like his somewhere was deeply disturbing to her.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:05:10 GMT -5
Zais hovered in the air for a moment before falling. He sighed. "Well this certainly is troublesom...I knew I shouldn't have used that drummer. Still no regrets about the brass though." he said with a smirk, seemingly forgetting the fact that he was falling to his doom. He looked back up at the airship and saw everyone abandoning it. "well I suppose it is time to take my leave then." he said and closed his eyes.
"Vertatur Tempestas Veris! Nobis Protectionem Aerialem! Flans Paries Venti Vertentis!!" he shouts, eyes opening wide.
A giant torando forms around Zais, providing him with a way to cussion his fall. The compressed air inside softens the fall and he is gently se t down on the ground.
Zais panted for a moment. "Damn, I forgot how taxing magic could be." he said nonchalantly. He glanced up and then reached out and caught his scythe as is fell from the sky.
"now then." he said simply and began walking in the direction that the others had fallen. "And so the Brass Lords have been freed. And the battles begin anew." he chuckled sinisterly. "All goes according to plan."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:05:21 GMT -5
Johnny did not feel the chill and heard everything Cha Cha said.
"I guess I didn't miss much, then?"
"No..." Sarah shivered.
"What's wrong?" Johnny inquired, concerned. Before she could answer Johnny was attacked by a cloaked figure. He appeared out of a portal and brought his katana, Asamarum, down on Johnny. Only his reflexes saved his life by drawing Katakari.
The two warriors stood and faced each other, swords drawn. The figure, Cavalniver, spoke. " You screwed up, Johnny!"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:05:42 GMT -5
Mykal felt the chill as well, but he had gotten used to it.
~Best not reveal myself to them~ he thought, pulling his hood back over his face.
"So what do you say?" he asked, turning his attention back to Kayne and Vincent. He nodded very slightly toward Lacquer, and one of the Legends went to the Tuba Hero and brought him back to Mykal. Lacquer returned to his human form, and Mykal quickly filled him in on the information he had just given the two Trombone Players and gave Lacquer the same offer.
"Of course!" Lacquer exclaimed.
"Very well," Mykal said. He raised his Bach Trumpet and threw back his cloak, revealing an awesome Sword. He unsheathed the Sword and crossed the blade with his Trumpet. Lowering the cross he had made to rest just above Lacquer's head. "Then by the Powers of Truth and Musicality, I hereby name you Sir Gould Lacquer, Tuba Lord!" There was a great flash, and the emblem of the Brass Lords, a Trumpet and a Sword crossing each other, appeared on the back of Lacquer's right hand. No one questioned how Mykal knew his name.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:06:03 GMT -5
Cha Cha scrambled to his feet.
"Who are you!?" he demanded of Cavalniver. He'd worry about the chill later. Right now, he had to help Johnny.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:06:25 GMT -5
Zais whistled to himself as he walked along. He looked up and happend to see.....those three yahoos from Organization XXI gliding along and defying physics. Zais's eyebrow began to twitch. "Just once I would like to see them act normally." he sighed. "Oh well, they will serve their purpose in the end anyway.....wait who was that guy with them?" he wondered. He shrugged and continued to walk, his mind focused on important things.
Things like world domination and if Rice Crispies cereal really does snap crackle and pop....
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:06:38 GMT -5
"Oh, a friend." He raised his hand and black thorns burst from the ground and wrapped around Cha Cha. "This does not concern you."
"What have I done now?" Johnny demanded, slightly sarcastically.
"YOU!" Cavalniver turned back to Johnny. "You lost the Artifacts of Wisdom! But besides that, you killed my Seoreh Elite!"
"I didn't lose the Artifacts, just the Sword, and that's in the Pocket of Darkness." Johnny tried to reassure him.
"Oh, okay. That's fine then. We'll just go into the Pocket and get it, right? WRONG!" There was obvious agitation in his voice. "Do you know how EXPANSIVE the pocket is? Cause I do! You'll never find it, much less see it!"
"Then why the hell are you trying to kill me?"
"Cause you stole from me."
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