Fusion Fight: Ballad + Weiss vs Victor + Axorn

[Ruby Rose]

The green clad soldier sat up as the sound of organs and flutes, among with other instruments began to fill his senses. Glowing embers scanned his surroundings, and noted the colossal objects set around the dark, cold ball room. There were enormous violins, flutes and pianos playing themselves quietly, as if deliberately attempting to wake him up with their sweet symphony... or at least he only thought it was him. He spun on his heel as he heard the clicking of a female's shoes on the shiny, marble floor, and he came face-to-face with a young girl, eighteen years of age at most, with snow white complexion, hair and clothing... and he couldn't help but recognize her from somewhere, and he noticed the grimness in her eyes that she, too, recognized him in turn.

Their attention was brought to the opposite end of the ballroom, underneath a looming cello where two more stood. The dragon man stretched his wings out freely, unawares that he had company, and accidentally smacked his apparent partner in the face. The assassin skittered backwards, swiftly picking himself back up and rubbing his cheek. He threw a dirty look at the draconic male, but from the lack of attention he was being paid, he gathered it wasn't on purpose.

The dragon craned his neck around to stare at his opponents when the man in green cleared his throat obviously. He huffed and growled lowly, but was never able to respond to the conceivable challenge, as the duos crashed into each other, sending rays of white light careering around the ball room and up the instruments, as they merged together and formed two new entities.

From posting this, there is a five day grace period where both pairs may converse and decide on features such as personality, look, etc. Posting may begin on Thursday 26th November, 12:00 am GMT, and the deadline is the following week, Thursday 3rd December, 12:00 am GMT.
Post Order: Ballad -> Victor -> Weiss -> Axorn (Twice over)
Word Limit: 800 words.
Posts: 2 each
Time Limit: 5 days.
Arena: Symphony - A large, dome-shaped ballroom, with giant instruments acting as pillars. These instruments are at least thirty meters tall, and play themselves... could they possibly be used as weapons?

[Corporal Light]

-Appearance:
-Weiss's Physique
-Ballad's glowing eyes and red scarf
-5'6"
-Ballad's green coat appearing over Weiss' outfit.
-Ballad's pants underneath Weiss skirt.
-Ballad's belt, gloves, etc.
-Voice would involve mostly Weiss', but have a far more aggressive/annoyed tone to it

Personality:
-Contrasting personalities cause mental fights, resulting in one particular personality bleeding through
-However, some elements of the other personality will potentially bleed through into the fight (E.G Ballad, instead of taunts, would instead grow visibly depressed and openly express some inner secrets of his own (or at least I'm thinking that's what the personality thing would entail.))
-Ultimately, around one of our turns, potentially later ones, we start cooperating out of sheer necessity.

Moves:
*Basically, the sword and the gun combine, allowing it to be used as a rifle with magnum bullets at range, and a sword at melee combat. It's about as long as the typical Myrte thing, with a slot somewhere near the hilt that houses a six round revolving cylinder that held the bullets. A trigger would also be close to the drum, but not close enough that we can knock it with a finger and set it off.

The Myrte sword would have a barrel or something like that that ran across the blade, with a single iron sight on it that we could aim with. If we want to use the thing like a rifle, simply look down the sights and fire. The barrel doesn't affect the blade in any significant way. Deals about as much damage as the sword and the gun in their respective ranges (sword for melee, gun for range) The gun takes a few seconds to reload fully, and around two seconds in between shots to fire.

Flame Dust Pistol
*Same with the above. The sword can stab into the ground, creating a carpet of flames that stick to surfaces, though not other organisms. The flames are damaging, though the ranged portion has a six second time limit before a two second reload must occur. The canister for the flames is placed where the rotating cylinder is. The maximum range for the Flame Dust is six feet.

White Bomb (Tier 1 Attack Super Move)
*When Myrtenaster is stabbed into a target, it locks onto the target, dealing no damage by itself. However, the sword starts rapidly pulsing numbers, counting down to five before exploding, dealing a crap ton of damage, though it ultimately depends on how resilient the target is. Requires melee contact for it to work, meaning Weiss/Ballad must get close to use it.

Stats:
-Stats combine.
-Powers combine.

Simply the description. Will post some time later.

[Victor Wolfe]

Appearance:
Wolfe with red dragon wings a tail,claws and scales.
height-6ft1
Personality
similer to the above with switches between Wolfes sadistic do anything to win nature and Axorns more honorable personality,Victor might want to keep the fight going to enjoy hurting his opponent more, Axorn would most likely want to make it a clean and honorable death if he even wants to kill
Moves
Dragonsbane with parrying dagger.
King Axorns sword dragonsbane would be used in the main hand with one of Wolfe's daggers in the off hand to parry attacks and hit fast. Dragonsbane is a powerful gunblade created by Axorn with a moderate weight. It can either be used for melee attacks or can have a sharp crystal fired from the tip which, after activated from a long period of concentration (About 7 seconds), will create an explosion of fire, thus burning anything flammable within it's 3cm radius before the crystal disintegrates. The sword can only hold 12 crystals at a time, and has a large recoil, forcing the user to plant their feet before firing if they don't want to fall over.

Gem Blast
Victors gem blast can still be used as the other dagger is in a scabbard at their hip with the gem still exposed allowing them to temporarily blind their opponents.

Controlled holy fire
Axorn breathes out a 3 inch diameter flamethrower-like blast of fire which can be changed to any temperature at which a fire is possible and, if the victim is willing, purify them, clearing all dark thoughts from the person and leave them with a clear conscience. Dark thoughts can still return to the person's mind although they take longer to manifest themselves. Axorn can, at the end of a battle that he has won, use this, if the person is willing, to give them a second chance. This coincidentally, always has an effect on Axorn, keeping his mind clear of dark thoughts and protecting him from corruption.

My tier 1 super Now you see me...
Energy is charged into the dagger blade and sword and then released with explosive force to weaken limbs.


Stats are combined
ability's are combined with Wolfe gaining his stealth from his belt and activating it by pressing a button.

[Corporal Light]

Ballad had awoken in strange places before, but this place was the strangest by far.

Every other memory was a blur up until that point. A dragon and a humanoid had collided into him and his... friend? Had they passed each other in the hallways of the infirmary at some point? He didn't know.

Ballad quickly reverted his mind back to the present, his vision no longer overwhelmed by lights. He felt... different, for some reason. He let out a soft groan, his voice somewhat feminine as he brought his gloved left hand up to his face, wiping it down. He rubbed the brim of his sweaty nose when the melodic sound of his voice struck his ears, causing him to pause. Ballad slid his hand down to his mouth, conveniently covered by a red scarf, and cupped it in surprise as his glowing yellow eyes bulged out of their sockets.

"What in the fu- WHAT'S WITH MY VOICE?!" Ballad shouted, his girly voice bouncing around the auditorium as the instruments played a loud, sudden fortissimo followed by a rapid series of notes from violins. Ballad looked down towards his chest as the dramatic music continued to play, seeing breasts poking out of his coat and a... blue and white uniform? Ballad let out an exasperated groan, though it wasn't because he now had the breasts of a teenage girl. He didn't pay attention to the fact that his eyebrows could move as he gripped his newly-formed breasts in a curious fashion. They were rather-

Stop touching my boobs, you friggin' pervert.

Ballad yelped, dumbstruck with surprise as he raised his... sword? The sword was a rapier, roughly three feet long, and had a large compartment near the hilt that looked like a revolving cylinder for guns. It also had a trigger close to the drum, with a barrel alongside the sword connected to it. Ballad momentarily gazed in shock at his new weapon before another voice that sounded exactly like his new one, only more monotone and saddened, rushed through his mind.

Sorry.. it's just.. I'm surprised too. Can you, like, talk in private too or?

What are you- WHAT?! In case you didn't notice, I'm a fucking WOMAN now. I have a dress! HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!

Ask the other guys, I dunno..

"What other guys?" Ballad said to himself as he whirled around, seeing an... intimidating creature rise up from the ground. Ballad's face grew visibly concerned as the thing separated its wings, drawing a massive musical intro from the instruments around the ballroom. Ballad squeaked, stupidly pointing his weapon at the demonic-looking dragon man.

The being adjusted its head to stare at the woman, its face expressionless as it looked down towards the knife and gun-blade in its hands. It smirked sadistically as it said "You'll be a good test." before lifting its wings upwards, earning a battle prelude from the orchestra before charging at the green woman at an unbelievable speed.

Ballad had no time to think before his fingers instinctively pressed down on the trigger, shooting a bullet towards the abomination. The bullet lodged itself into the attacker's left wing, earning a grunt of pain from him as he tackled the gunsmith lady. The two fighters pummeled each other as they rolled into a large clarinet that was easily as tall as the room itself; it was spouting out sensational notes to start off the new entertainment. Ballad hit his head against the instrument as his back landed firmly against the "wall". His eyes grew blurry, though he could easily see the knife as it sank into his stomach.

We've already lost.

"SHUT UP!" Ballad raged, anger and pain contorting his visage as he kicked the man square in the stomach, sending him flying backwards and onto its stomach. The thing growled as it desperately tried to get itself back off of the ground.

Ballad smiled, hastily standing up, dragging his right hand against the clarinet with his rifle still in his left hand. His stomach wound was hardly bleeding, as if the knife was little more than a blunt toy. Ballad stared at the warrior, seizing the opportunity by aiming his rifle at the reptilian's head.

A thought encroached inside his brain like a parasite. He fought with it mentally, sweat increasing on his face and his smile turning into a glare. His knuckles underneath his gloves became white, strained to the limit as his hands shook.

Then, before he could realize what he was doing, he was off, moving behind the clarinet pillar, and away from the battle in general. Something kept him ending the whole thing before it could begin, but mercy was good right? Right?!

Oh god, what did you do to me??

First post done!

Word Count: 796
Moves used: Dragonblade (Dagger) - Victor/Axorn
Myrtemaster Gun - Weiss/Ballad

Powers used:
Burst Movement - Victor/Axorn

Slightly revised from the draft. I wanted to be extra careful in how it was presented

[Ruby Rose]

Filling in for Victor, since he is unable to continue the fight.

The draconian assassin swiftly fled the scene after his opponent's head made impact against the woodwind instrument, spreading his wings and catching the little air in the room. He soared backwards, keeping a trained eye on his opponent's hiding place. The girl in green had the range advantage hands down, as much as he might be able to blow the rapier-wielder to bits with a well-aimed crystal shot... but he could tell his accuracy was trumped, just from the single shot fired into his wing.

How did Victor know all this, though? He had never wielded the large blade within his grasp, he hadn't focused on such details about the opponent either. Usually it was just kill-and-get-out, but-

Well, seems like I don't need to tell you how to use that... a stern voice echoed in the assassin's head. A subtle snarl warped Victor's lips as he touched down, crouching low and folding his wings around himself protectively. Yeah, would have been nice to know you were here, too, Victor responded snidely. The dragon chuckled. Yes, I apologize for that, Axorn apologized, but I don't think now's the right time to deal with such... formality, as pleasant as it might be, he stated, pulling Victor's lips back into a grin.

"Sounds fine to me." He remarked quietly. "Axorn, right? Let's get this over with." Victor reached down and clicked the button at his belt, a veil of nothingness shrouding his now reptilian body. The assassin took off, his disappearance unbeknownst to the swordswoman.

Behind the colossal clarinet, said swordswoman combated her partner's mind with hers. "Let's get some things straight; I am in control here, you do NOT get to try anything funny, got that?!" The ivory-haired female growled to herself, unawares she had spoken aloud. She spoke again... but the voice seemed to change in tone. "Jeez, no need to get so pissed. If you wanna win this, I'm gonna need to be in control, 'cause I ain't letting a young girl get us killed." The male remarked snidely. "Not to mention if we argue over this all day, that... thing's going to kill us before we come to a conclusion, so pick your poison."

The combined body sat in thought for a moment, and finally a sigh was released from her mouth. "Fine, but if you do anything funny, I will be killing you personally as soon as we're out of this body." She warned him, before relinquishing control of the body, allowing her counterpart to take the reigns.

But not a step was made before a flashing, scarlet crystal pierced the marble at their toes. Curious embers zoned in on the object, and instinct told them to dodge; an act the fusion made too late. As she leaped away from the imminent explosion, the crystal detonated, a roaring flames expanding outwards and launching the swordswoman towards the wheel of a piano. She impaled her rapier into the marble, spraying the shimmering rock into the air as her body was swung around into a crouch. Her glowing peepers darted around the dome, scanning for some sign of her opponent...

The sound of a clunking mechanism behind her was the alarm she needed to roll backwards. A giant blade, impossible for a normal human to wield, crashed into the floor before her, carving a deep trench in the marble. Victor's cloaking dissipated, and the gunsmith girl stared up at the draconic foe with fearful, fiery orbs. She let no moment to waste, though, and swiftly spun her rapier around in hand. She thrust the sharp-tipped weapon through Victor's leg and pulled the trigger, blasting a painful shot into the scaly flesh and ripping the rapier out.

Roaring ferociously, Victor brought his giant blade around from his left shoulder in a wide arc, a fatal swing which the gunsmith ducked under. She proceeded to savagely strike again, but the assassin batted the thin shaft aside with his dagger, before following up with a large smack to her face with the guard of the gunblade. The swordswoman was sent careening across the dance-floor, until she dug the rapier into the marble once more, leaving a fissure in her wake. Her golden pinpricks stared murderously at the draconic Victor.

A plume of raging flames roared forth from Victor's mouth in a three inch wide cone, blazing a path straight towards his wide-eyed opponent. In retaliation, the swordswoman pulled a second trigger on the rapier and release her own searing surge, and the two blasts of flame collided in mid-air. A battle of infernos was fought, flames crackling and popping in the center, but the female's lips were moving behind her own wall of fire.

Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

The click of the canister sounded, and time froze for the alabaster-haired amalgamation.

Word Count: 800 Exactly
Moves Used: (Ballad/Weiss) Revolver Myrtenaster, Flame Dust Pistol.
(Victor/Axorn) Dragonsbane, Parrying Dagger, Controlled Holy Fire
Powers Used: (Victor/Axorn) Stealth, Suppression, Flight