MOCK FIGHT: Black Ash vs Everyone!!

[Ash]

A typical battleground with breakable platforms in the form of crates, giant stone statues of some power figures scattered around the 120-foot radius arena, the height of the figures ranged from 4 to 12 foot tall. To one side of the area, a few broken tiles, apparently water damaged to the otherwise temple-like stage as a puddle of clear water sets in the slightly indented floor undisturbed. Otherwise, they stood on stark white floors that reflect their images. The edges of the stage are dark, rough walls with various wooden pole-perches, sticking out as if begging to be used to climb all the way up to some mysterious treasure at the top of the 200-foot tall space.

Posting Order: Ash, Aqua, Revan, Des, and last but not least: Ebony
Word Count: 1250 Max
Round Count: 2
Time Limit: 48 Hours

Ash slipped into the room on her left without a sound. The door was a square opening the size of a monstrous bull, the teeth that were the bottom of the grate loomed ominously but had no bearing on the demonic figure that passed under them; her tail whipping joyfully behind. Also behind her, wheeled a red, rounded, robot whose stealth was as impressive as his height. At 3-foot-11 it wasn't all that intimidating in the least.

He pointed his blaster at the jagged wood high above him as he passed under it - as if it would stop it from coming down on him. It seemed to do the trick because it never moved the whole time. Desman's upper torso turned on its base as he moved to follow his beloved demon. "A-"

"Shh!" She cut him off before he had the chance to say anything, and lead him past a sink hole full of water, across the stark white tiles. The puddle trembled as his wheels carried him across the edge of it. It actually went down about 2 feet in the center. He avoided playing in it.

"Look! Tire marks." They heard someone say behind them.

Ash looked back, snarling. "Shit." Then they darted past the water, from statue to statue. Her hook at her hip tapped her ass as she did, her rope looking like a second tail all coiled up against her thigh. Desman followed as quickly as he could, but like his stealth, his speed wasn't very impressive. 

The woman managed to yank him out of sight a breath before a short figure appeared at the opening in the wall. Aquamarine was a bounty hunter and she lived for apprehending bad guys. The bounty on these two told her all she needed to know. They were bad guys. "These must belong to that robot." She said aloud, then moved through the gated way; looking around for her prey.

Behind her two cloaked figures. One had ears upon her hood, the other followed in silence. Their reasons were their own, but they all had reasons to follow the strange demon woman and the even stranger metal man.

Ash summoned her cyberdeck in the arm that held Desman firmly by the visor, knowing full well she couldn't silence him this way but knew he was smart enough not to give their position away. Before it even was done, she reached around her Clyde and popped open his chest case. Desman's visor steamed up a bit as he remembered the day this first happened but dared not to say a thing. As the cord was pulled free from his chest it made the faintest click, and again when it was snapped into her deck. If they heard it they didn't let on.

She pulled another wire from the deck, this one wasn't as loud. Its plug was thick, as thick as someone's thumb and as long as one. It also looked like a weird type of skeleton key with branching metal twisting about. She twisted her body to look out past one of the largest statues in the room and while watching the three search for their prey The Storm Demon shoved the metallic key into the Jack-In port at the base of her neck.

Both of them felt the pieces clicking together into place, and then it naturally twists. Thier bodies became one, and she grinned as he allowed her access instead of making her hack him again. Sparks crackled from behind the statue, alerting everyone in the room where she was.

Before anyone could take immediate action, Black Ash walked out into the open, with a grin that stretched out her new face. Instead of bruised colored skin, the figure had synthetic matte burgundy 'flesh' that was only accented with polished black joints and lines that made circuit patterns along her whole body in blue; these light up neon blue in a slow pulsing fashion. Instead of framing her face in soft raven colored hair, there were wire dread locks with the chrome colored tips on the ends and silver bands decorating each length of wire randomly. Her horns, usually facing whoever stood before Ash, now arched up to the heavens; they were plastic like but filled with something that pulses that same neon blue at the rate of her steady heart beat. Her blank eyes were still blank, but a holo screen of blue hovered over her eyes mimicking Des' visor. Lastly, the wire poking out of her tailbone sported a plastic looking pink heart that glows faintly as it traveled from side to side behind her.

She wore the same thing she wore before except for the old pirate style hat: Thigh high black lace stockings, knee-high simple high heel boots, a grey crop-top shirt over a skin tight hot-pink tank top, and finally a pair of booty shorts that barely cover hers and say 'BITE ME' across the back. In her hand, she began to swing the equally as terrifying grappling hook. As a wicked smile formed on her fuller lips and the grating falls behind the two cloaked figures, shadows formed on her face and around her while electricity began to spark to life around her SS-style. Her blank eyes began to glow, and her horns light up to be neon blue all the time.

"Let's get this shit started, then." Her voice was electronic and just slightly higher than normal. Across her screen numbers began to fly by as Black Ash took a good hard look at them all. Revan was the first to attack, notching an arrow as fast as he could properly and aiming. As he did, Black Ash flung her hook over her shoulder as if she intended to throw it away entirely. Instead, it wrapped around the ivory tusks of an elephant god statue. when Noctis' arrow is let loose, she is already swinging back. He let another arrow fly from his fingers, and it crashes fruitlessly against her new armored hide. She vanishes from sight once again, but the crackling lightning can be heard from the distance.

They chase, and as she swings back into view she has already summoned her cutlass with a purple energy blade. More and more like a pirate, her electric form swings towards the man with the bow with swift speed and runs him through the kidney with her new blade. The grin grows as chaos begins to unfold and she kicks off his shoulder.

'So it would seem that Ebony really is the most threatening one.' Desman commented from inside their shared head. He was going over all the information her commlink was sending him. Mostly statistics of the fighters. He made a note that he should work on his observations skills.

'Not when I have you with me.' Ash winked at him internally and enjoyed his blush. 'We should focus on damage... Let's not toy around with them too much.' Her inner tone serious once again.

'Then we should focus on the gem. She is not very impressive, is she?' Desman glanced at her stats.

'We shouldn't focus too much on one, they will use that to their advantage. Strike light lightning: harshly and spontaneously.' She instructed, leaving him with those wise words before landing with her feet on the statue. She climbed up the side of it quickly, aiming to release her hook from the tusks for mobility purposes; putting the cutlass betwixt her pearl white teeth.

Word Count: 1249/1250 (WordCounter.Net)

Fusion: Ash + Desman = Black Ash
T1: STORM DEMON(Transformation) - This will last until the start of my next turn

Stats for this Round:
7
5
6
7


Black Ash used:
Desman's Elemental Cutlass (Requires Physical Strength Proficiency):A Cutless made of the same energy as Des' shots, thus also allowing it to change color depending on the dominant element (which again, is just fodder); becurse of the fact that the energy doesn't need to be condensed in this form, the sword is only semi-opaque. The form is based primarily off of a 19th century French naval cutlass but it does have a few changes, like how the blade is two and half to three inches at the widest point, and 11 at it's longest. Needs 0.5 second of concentration to summon but doesn't need any concentration to maintain once summoned. Despite it's unusual material, it's feels much like a regular sword to hold and be hit by.

SP Used
Ash: 3/4 SP (1 for Fusion, 2 Round Long Transformation)
Desman: 1/2 SP (1 for Fusion)