Mather's shot went straight towards where he had aimed it - into thin air. Pentos had disappeared again.

 

Octos absorbed enough of the energy from the plasma bolt to render it harmless. He then glanced at Quartos and nodded, and then seemed to sit down and wait for someone to attack him.

The hooded one had sneaked up behind Mather. Creeping so that he did not hear him, he stabbed him through the chest.

((Pieis, plasma is a hot physical substance, it can be made from any gas by being heated and ionized until it reaches a point where it turns into a combination of gas and liquid, it's not an energy you can absorb.

Killer, I'm several meters above ground on a hovering platform grim made me.))

((Yes, but plasma is loaded with energy. He absorbed the energy from the plasma until it was harmless.))

((Yes, but plasma is loaded with energy. He absorbed the energy from the plasma until it was harmless.))

((Plasma is created through charging it, but the charge is unnecceary from that point on. So you were blown to bits due to your own ignorance. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plasma_%28physics%29))

((Yes, but plasma is loaded with energy. He absorbed the energy from the plasma until it was harmless.))

((Plasma is created through charging it, but the charge is unnecceary from that point on. So you were blown to bits due to your own ignorance. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plasma_%28physics%29))

((Fine then.))

 

Octos's goo splattered all over the room, but then slowly recollected itself. "Can't get rid of me that easily," he grinned and flew at Mather again.

Mather stood ground as Octos accelerated towards him, standing as if he had planned to allow him to hit him. But then, as Octos was within three meters away from him, he jumped using two quick movements, like the snap of a whip, by the platform to get even higher.

As Mather reached the peak of his jump he was more than four meters up in the air, grim visible right behind where he stood just a few moments ago, then he landed, moving the platform slightly downwards to soften the blow.

Octos had long since passed bellow him and was now less than a meter away from grim and his man-eating aura.

Octos stopped, then sat patiently and waited for another attack.

Timothy began laughing as Septos attacked his defensive fortifications.

 

"This would be even funnier if your weak mind didn't have such powerful defenses." He frowned.

 

"Oh well, I guess I'll have to do this the hard way!"

 

He then opened a wormhole behind septos and sucked a large amount of matter through it into his hand. The resulting vacuum hurled Septos backwards.

 

Timothy then began heating and cooling the air around Septos rapidly, to unbalance his molecular structure, and began compressing the matter he had taken.

 

He also launched countless projectiles at Septos from various wormholes.

((TtanT septos is currently in a different dimension)) Grim rapidly changed the dimension the aura sent people to.

((NEW RULE))

((going into different dimensions is banned, please can we all get back into the only dimension we are allowed in; the arena!!!!!!!!1))

((its compromising gameplay and just bieng bloody stupid, so far it seems to have confused about five people))

((Hmm it would appear that you only change rules when they are giving other people the advantage. I would hope you would also ban your own going into nothingness as well? ))

((Septos is sorta in dimensional limbo right now....))

 

((Edit: Dang, I posted really slow there.))

((Grim, yes i'm banning myself of doing it aswell. and not going into smoke :P, but if you want to want to pause we have 'time bubbles'))

((Well, I totally missed that. And, Hex, it appears that Septos didn't enter the dimesion voluntarily, so wouldn't it be closer to dieing?))

 

Timothy realized that he'd been attacking an oddly shaped rock, and fell over laughing.

 

 

Then he threw the rock at Octos.

 

"You are immune to energy, yes?" Timothy mused. "But physical attacks seem to fail miserably at destroying you...."

 

 

"Mayhap I ought to try leeching off of the leech?"

 

Timothy then began draining all heat energy out of the arena, with the ultimate goal of sending temperatures to absolute zero. He converted the heat into magical energy, which he would need to finish the job.

 

((Lets see how an energy leech does in an environment completely devoid of energy!))

Octos swerved around the rock as it went past him. He then began laughing at Timothy's exploits. He then pointed behind Timothy, where Pentos was beginning to hack away at Timothy's skin ((or whatever it is.)) He then pointed towards Quartos, who was charging full-speed at Timothy, with each of his four arms brandishing large swords. He then laughed again as he morphed into a large dagger, and flew at Timothy.

((Ok, thats the second time you ignored my ice fortress, which I enhanced with angel bones I stole a while ago. At least explain a way of your guys getting past it before you start hacking away.... Therefore I'll assume that they are attempting to batter down the walls of my fort.))

 

 

Timothy raised his arms, and the earth under Octos (and Pentos, and any other like characters) surged up and pulled them deep into the Arena.

 

Timothy then drew his scimitar.

"I wager that that'll give me enough time to prepare a trump card..." he muttered.

 

He then began removing plates from his armor and fusing them into his sword via some of the heat energy he had drained from the Arena.

 

He muttered incantations as he did this.

 

((In case you've forgotten, as it has been a while....

My armor is a robe covered in purple scales of a material that is comparable to bronze in weight, but nearly indestructable to forces of heat and blunt force, and highly resistant to cold. The plates are reflective, as well. The main weakness of this cloak is that the base robe is not immune to heat, force, etc....

 

So, basically I'm making my scimitar (nearly) indestructable, so that I can start smiting. Mind, its not as if this is taking my entire robe, just the fake flap that I had on the back.))

((You said it was a shield, not a flipping fortress. And you lost your armor to Ares a while ago.))

((Shield, fortress, its the same concept. You have to get through it first.

 

And I got new armor. What, do you think I'd risk something which I couldn't replace? Much less give it away? No, the armor is a major part of my character, who has a tendency to get hit by his own bombs.))

((Oh. Well, when you said "shield," I was thinking a one-sided deal. Not a surrond-shield. Ah well.))

 

Octos, Pentos, and Quartos all basically bounced off the shield. Quartos hit a wall and seemed to be unconscious, Pentos disappeared again, and Octos seemed to manage to stop himself. Octos then morphed into a molecule-thin string, which he threaded through the ice ((a great deal of ice is actually air)), and began leeching the energy off of Timothy's sword.

((I'll try to be more descriptive next time..., oh well.))

 

Timothy grinned as he saw the energy leech target him.

 

He then lifted the sword, having finished reforging it.

 

"Now that I'm done with that, its practically a normal sword again." He explained. "A normal sword that is nearly indestructable, and may have a few tricks up its sleeve. But it doesn't have any magical energy of its own yet."

 

"Thats all me"

 

He then leapt back out of the shield, which shattered in order to clear his path.

 

 

His armor's color cooled to a dull mauve in the cold, and Timothy shivered.

 

"I do believe I need more cold resistance" He muttered, and conjured a warm overcoat.

 

He then swung his sword experimentally.

 

"How do I kill an energy leech that is seemingly invincible to physical attacks?" he mused.

 

 

((Yes, I have a plan))

Octos seemed to grin. "Breaking your own shield was a bad idea. A very bad idea."

 

Pentos came up behind Timothy and stabbed the back of his head, whilst Octos flew at Timothy, intent on draining him of his energy.

 

((In case you can't tell, Pentos is basically undetectable until it's too late. And if it isn't too late, he'll go back to being undetectable.))

"Physical attacks might not work, but what about mental?"

His eyes glowed as bright as the sun, his inner demon released. A sly smile crept across his face.

He concentrated on the slime's nervous system, which though he had to use all his strength on, worked. He forced it into a state of paralysis.

Octos stopped moving, paralyzed. ((A bit of a godmod there, but I guess I'll let it go.)) However, his momentum continued carrying him towards Timothy, and he could still drain his energy even when paralyzed.

Timothy cursed as he felt a presence behind him, and threw himself to the ground. However, this served to pin him under octos, who was only making enough contact to steal a small amount of energy, but enough so that it would add up fast.

 

Timothy also found that he was utterly pinned.

 

 

 

 

 

So he started chanting.

 

((God dang you, killerwatt, you stole my idea.)