Noir

Whoah, I actually forgot this existed despite posted much earlier.....is this still open?

An interest-piquing piece of work here, Rose. It's fluent and engaging, with nothing really glaring to the eye at a glance, with sound depictions of suspense, calmness, and vibrant conversations in one setting, with good clarity as well so the characters are easily to differentiate between and the whole thing becomes understandable. Great!

I'm not averse to the idea, and, well -- if you're looking for someone multilingual, I can do that too. I've not familiar with anything from the US, however.

Debronee Debronee concealed a frown. Artemis’ interference had surely resulted in more problems that he’d be willing to admit, as the miniscule pieces of rubble descended harmlessly from the sky, nothing more weighty than sand. It was ironic, really; endangering herself actually caused such implications to him, to influence Wallace to act towards her safety and, possibly – for their own mutual benefit. She now stood on the far side of the arena as the inert Fowl was now closest to him. Wary, I see. Debronee wouldn’t waste a golden opportunity if she made herself vulnerable again. Ready to dodge the almost ascertained attack on him, however, Wallace had aimed for Tesla instead, a decision which enticed him as much as it surprised him, even if another attack, obviously showing not the slightest inclination of mercy or holding back was now directed at him. Fear? Squishy boy, you’re a lot softer than I thought. Of course, such trepidation was warranted; Tesla and Victoria were as much as, if not bigger, a threat to the martial boy in general. Perhaps he had planned to bring the battle even closer together, out of desperation. Noticing Tesla’s weakened form was another trump card another Debronee’s sleeve, however – it mattered not if he fell with the strike, be it on Artemis, and now, another choice in Tesla – his attention to her that of which he managed to conceal beneath the phlegmatic mask that ignited within – all he needed was to get close. The fervency in him strengthened as he pondered on Wallace again. His opening would come in during Wallace’s attack – where his strongest was, under circumstance, also his weakest. Gritting his teeth knowing that things were already progressing near the end, he decided it was time to take a chance at things. Much like Tesla, one ample strike on his gear and it was pretty much game over for him – much like the spar that was resuming between Hari and Victoria, still, however, landing such a strike would prove difficult, especially if Wallace had been unknowingly smart enough to cut him off his plan, for the sole reason that Artemis had interfered. I’ll bet on this. Uplifting another barrage of chunks of stone from the uneven piece of earth where he had once made his massive projectile – a larger amount than the first attempt before courtesy of his temporarily enhanced strength, that of a more significant degree – one swing of his blade and several were sent flying at different trajectories, though all towards, the aloft Wallace, while a final, larger stone stood clutched in his hand, as he now ran in an altered path circling Wallace, this time closer to the wall- His time to charge would come, whomever it may be at – there was no turning back now.

Happy Birthday Sheep, and may your days to come be prosperous and euphoric.

Deb With a gargantuan force from both hands and one of his feet, Debronee sent the portion of earth charging toward Wallace. Before he could make his next move, however, he became wary of Artemis’ sudden attack towards him, and frowned. Sigh. Noticing the cable from Artemis’ bolt as he aimed for his legs, he immediately flipped backwards as the cable slipped below him and missed his upward trajectory, using his wings to slowly balance himself at a considerable distance away from where he first was, concealing an irritated grunt as feet braced his landing on the ground. You’re annoying. It sidetracked his original plans a little, but it was, regardless and understandably, the best move she had; a cornered rat would bite the cat, after all, but her efforts would only prove asinine. “What but a thing can you do now?” His contemptuous tone heavily implied, if not literally expressed, that he was all but disinterested in the meagre young girl. His helmet, directly staring at Wallace still, hid his glance from her, though his first words on the field were audible enough for them to hear; he wondered if his statement would elicit a pull of Wallace’s nerves as well. “Join your sister in defeat while it counts.” The battle was as much a mental one as it was a physical one. It didn’t seem that Tesla intended to rush things anytime soon, however, instead having her attentions on the fallen other twin. If Debronee wanted to attack Artemis at all, it needed to be precise and critical. It was best to convince her that Debronee had little intention, if at all, of intervening, and Wallace would back her up as much as she would protect his. Nevertheless, Artemis proved a miniscule threat, and she was now defenceless without her buckler after her trade with Tesla. He managed another disdained thought of Tesla as his glance diverted to her as she attempted to disarm the unconscious fowl. Chivalry….pfft. We’re dragged out here to fight for reasons we don’t even know, and yet you possess such liberties, Tesla? How gracious of you. Perhaps Tesla and Victoria could afford such negligence at a time like this, but Debronee certainly couldn’t. As asinine a purpose as it was for the whole fight to start in the first place, or be it to display and evidence worth of what training and honing, to appease whatever higher power and the schadenfreude to them that was children fighting to the death – they were all stuck there. Emotions and self-sentiments had no place on the battlefield, and powerful as his foes were, their lack of resolution was but one of their weaknesses. Debronee would not falter to such trivial things. Regardless of the outcome of the battle, he had to try his best. Debronee’s attention returned to Wallace as the massive hulk of stone hurled toward the latter, an anticipant smile on his lips as he awaited his response. He’d noticed how he’d hesitated and dodged his initial attack and held back from firing an attack, though still at the ready. While not optimal, it was a comfortable, desirable response. While you, on the other, are as soft in the heart as you are in bodice. He concealed an amused smile, knowing that Wallace hadn’t attacked for the sole fact that Artemis had intervened, and that he was either as disinclined as Tesla was for his own gentle reasons, or the fact that he needed her at this very moment as much as she needed him, perhaps to avoid spreading out the fight as quickly as it was about to. Dependent on the other, as it is? He couldn’t deny the fact that if the worse had come to it, he would have to switch tactics as well, much like how Artemis had attempted to put the still-fighting pair of Hari and Victoria between her and Tesla, and pondered on more options to manipulate the tide of the fight in his favour as he awaited Wallace’s next move, the rush of adrenaline intensifying as the battle developed.

His pressure will center on roaming after the update; Riot has specifically stated that they want Talon to excel as a roaming assassin.

Debronee As the two pellets formed from his earlier projectile returned back to him, Debronee brandished his blade in yet another circular motion as the structures were reduced to rubble upon meeting the cold steel, soundlessly mixing into the dust on the ground. Mere projectiles like these won’t work on me. It wasn’t a lost cause, but the end would close in at any minute. The longer the battle took, the more ideas would come to him. Glancing at the unconscious Fowl over his shoulder as she swapped places with her twin, Debronee knew that Tesla’s battle with the twins would likely end soon, and the thought of intervening for the sake of accomplishment entered his mind for a while, but was quickly dismissed by a moment of his still-maintained rationality, for Debronee would be the obvious one out if he were to come between a three-way between Tesla and the wind caster. Thump. Thump. Thump. Even as Debronee grew slightly weary of all the running and flexing, it was the sound of his raging heartbeat that was the source of his strength, as he could feel the rush of adrenaline and furor react with his body with a slight increase in power in his limbs. It was merely a start; Debronee’s power would only grow as the battle grew harsher, but he knew he had to finish quickly, as such benefits wouldn’t last for long. [special Ability Activation, though it’s just a small strength buff as things start] When it came to aerial mobility, Debronee was certainly no slouch, but there was no denying that Wallace had the superior capability in such a field. Debronee needed to improve his aerial maneuverability if he wanted even a single strike onto the frail boy – but how? It was moments before an idea hit him; Wallace had yet to bother with dodging any of Debronee’s projectiles, and that was something he might be able to use as an advantage, and there was no real risk to it – only chance. How would Wallace react to this? In all, however, it was, an unncertain, but a low-risk, possibly high-reward move……and quite frankly, the only thing he needed to cut was the mechanized structures that were the only things that made him a threat to Debronee in the first place. Cocky one, aren’t you, squishy boy? Unlike you, I'm not reliant on my wings. That's right, stay still if you're up for it. It’s about time this farce ended. Debronee continued running along a circumference around Wallace as he knocked the piece of rubble contained in his hand with the hilt of his sword, sending it flying towards Wallace again -- and with newfound strength – Debronee slowed his circular marathon immediately after his projectile attack and heaved with all his might, dragging his sword along the ground as it smoothly, and rather quickly, cut the earth where it sliced as the blade dug deep within. It took him mere seconds before a rough, uneven quadrilateral of around a metre’s length formed on the ground a stone’s throw away from him, and one slam in his empowered legs gave sufficient force for the large structure of stone to be lifted from the ground a relative distance into the air. As the giant piece of granite suspended in the air momentarily as it neared the ground, Debronee gathered all the strength in his limbs as he readied himself to send the mammoth piece of stone straight towards his airborne opponent. [OOC: Basically this is the process of him forming the giant projectile; he’s about to launch it, but it’s not flying towards Wallace yet.]

Happy Birthday Kaito, and may your days to come be filled with happiness and prosperity

It should be correct now: http://prnt.sc/c7q3qc

Wait, I don't get it that much. So is Fowl opposite Tesla albeit at a side nearby the Body Enclave, or, using the the Hari/Vicky fight as a center, is opposite Tesla which means she's actually below the circumference in which Debronee is currently surrounding Wallace, near her other twin? Take note that I think Tesla also should be moving in accord to both of your recent posts, as, again, the grid currently emphasizes Artemis heading in a direction whereby the Hari/Vicky fight directly divides Tesla and her, whereas it's also logical for Tesla to slightly move in response. That said, Tesla's distance from Fowl would be also be different as the latter is (I presume) now temporarily unconscious/stationary from Tesla's attack, albeit at a distance that of in accord to your post, is farther than Tesla's distance from Artemis. I just copy pastaed the locations of your initial grid and put it there. I could still be wrong, but under the context that Artemis is now closer to Tesla than Fowl is, I'm inclined to think my latter presumption is more accurate, since the former would mean putting Fowl in a closer range of Debronee and Wallace, when she was moving away from them.

So, uhhh....it's been a week or more since activity was last present in this? What's going on? Is there a period that of which we must wait atm? For other posts?

Here, have a better one, Idk why the forum won't accept this image though http://imgur.com/a/Ll5C0 The grey circles are Debronee's craters, one of which he will make in my next post (but fuck it I'm busy as hell these days) Update me on location if you want, even though I think it's already progressing fast

Oh, happy birthday Ody. As much as we don't know each other that well, I've always respected you as a person. May your birthday be nice and prosperous as well as the many other days to come.

Debronee Sensing the aerial force of mass that was heading straight toward him, Debronee nimbly leapt a certain distance to the side, sidestepping the blade as he remained close to the crater he'd created earlier, dented with pieces of chipped stone scattered around it. Debronee was unsure if he had the strength to parry Wallace’s attacks, but he decided it wasn’t a risk worth taking. For a moment, his attention returned to Fowl, who had staggered from the impact of the tremor he’d released, although she had swiftly recovered and was still fixated on fighting Tesla. Still vulnerable, I see. He entertained the thought of how differently the outcome would’ve proved if he’d pinpointed the attack on her instead for a moment. But I’ve got a more important person to deal with. One punch was all Deb needed to wreck that blasted boy to bits, but he knew the raw difficulty of reaching him itself. The boy whom was one with the winds was feeble in all places but the mind. Debronee knew Wallace enough to know that rush tactics wouldn’t work on him, but the latter required a substantial amount of concentration to utilize his winds to levels that threatened the more athletic boy. He needed to facilitate an opportunity, an opportunity where one strike would prove its worth, where an attempt on an attack, even if unsuccessful, would prove minimal risk. His irritation fuelled the strength in his right leg as it crushed the ground beneath him, as pieces of stone from the crater from where he’d landed knocked up in response to the force, and, with a mighty swing of his blade using the surface of its forte fuller, he sent the pieces of rock hurling towards the now aloft Wallace at a speed that rivalled that of Wallace’s aerial slashes. Collecting a piece of stone in his left hand and his blade in the other, knowing that this was the best course of action until a chance made itself present, he continued running the arena in a circumference around where Wallace now stood aloft after the initial attack was launched, waiting for an ample chance to distract and strike. Through the many years of training together, the diligent Debronee knew that his lack of ability to attack from a distance was a grave weakness, especially against foes like Wallace. To that, he had pondered and trained on ways for him to actually commit to attacks such as these, with his current rubble attack being one of them. He’d attempted many ways mostly incorporating forces from his blade or limbs, but all these barely gave off the gust to ruffle one’s hair and sleeves. As much as a punch would do much better than the minimal amount of ranged attacks he could offer as of now, he could only lunge when Wallace was vulnerable, or the trade-off would end up unfavourably. Throughout all this, he managed another glance at the twins as they continued with their spar against Tesla. He knew he would take any opportunity if it presented himself, knowing that if he was to lose, he wouldn’t be going down without taking someone with him, as a last resort. It was evident that Debronee had a far better chance of taking down the twins even if Tesla wasn’t busy with them, but he had to make do with his current situation for now.

Debronee More entered the arena as the battle resumed. Debronee’s focused attention on Fowl retracted as he sensed a shot coming toward him a perpendicular distance away from his headed location. Facing the noise of the shot and swinging his sword in hand in a vertically circular motion, the sound of metal meeting lead resounded as his blade intercepted the bullet, knocking it aside, not knowing where it landed next as he continued running, this time on the path the split in between Fowl and the lethargic boy at the aid of the winds, heading closer and closer. Tch. Debronee’s gaze shifted momentarily to Wallace, the mix of contempt and curiosity hidden beneath the metal exterior. Certainly, the lethargic boy wasn’t fond of Debronee ganging up on a busy comrade. Amidst all the strife occurring, his initial charge had been an obviously reckless decision, although it certainly invited a degree of regard from his opponents. The battles also seemed to split – the twins against Tesla, and his bestial comrade and Victoria – things seemed to transition in a way were to go into a way of a secluded battle until one side defeated the other. Foiled of his initial intent, he gritted his teeth in annoyance as he decided to first scout the waters. Change of plan. Let’s see who wants to get squashed first. Withdrawing his blade behind his back, he intertwined his fingers into a fist as he held his hands above his head, and, with much needed strength in his lower limbs as he stiffened his wings, he launched himself into the air – enough so that most of the battlefield was visible to him from the peak of his jump. Aloft, albeit knowing not for long, his eyes scanned for an appropriate landing site, peering towards the new location where Fowl had just moved in an effort to diver him as the other twin was distracted by Tesla, before reviewing Wallace's current position again. Landing only inches away from where he first leapt, his descent, filled with his strength, weight, and speed from the free fall, hollowed the earth beneath him, leaving a massive dent as a shockwave was sent surging beneath the earth as it trembled from his position, spreading out towards the locations of the two Mind enclaves, though covering more towards Wallace's, as his feet braced themselves to pursue once more. He had the option to land directly on top one of them – Wallace or Fowl, with Wallace having superior priority, as he deduced as his two best targets thus far – but with the way things were processing, Debronee knew his best move at the moment would be his safest. He would be sparring against the mercy of the winds or worse yet, have the original advantage turned against him as others would have their attention shifted to him as well. As much as the fervent desire hammered in his head for things to end swiftly, circumstance had already set out different plans in store for all of them.

I honestly don't know, really. At a glance favourite (insert item/thing here) seems sound enough. It's debatable. A mix between BW2 back two years ago where I actually hit around 1600 with a Bisharp of all things in my team, and pre-Hoopa-U OU, back when Mega Alt and Mega Venusaur were still high ranks and Amoongus had yet to come up, also in the 1600-1700s.