The BIG DAMN OPEN POST

[creepyfries]

All the threads, all the time, for everyone! Even if we've never played together before! It's one big damn happy (or unhappy, depending which way you like your RP to swing) free for all. So if there're any set-ups you want to tag out then jump right in! (...Just please give me a scenario and set the scene well enough for me to know what we're doing, and tag the existing threads instead of adding new ones. Okay? Okay!).

OPEN FOREVER UNTIL WE HIT MAX COMMENTS.

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[villainousvirus]

[Once again Deoxys tilts his head impetuously to the side, rolling his gaze upward in feigned contemplation.]

Job...? Hm. Something like that. Jobs are a human oddity. This is my purpose.

[His eyes flicker at the sight of the energy building in Shadow's own hand. No... He can't just see it — now he can feel it. As dampened as his powers are, his true abilities only shards of their former whole after the 'incident', it seems he hasn't lost his sensitivity, his ability to feel other creature's energy. This new foe, he knows its power. Not completely — it's more like seeing a blurred silhouette than the full picture, but it's enough to know that this thing...whatever it is...is at least as powerful as him. Very possibly more so.

Well. That just makes this all the more fun.

Again treating the air like a solid surface, Deoxys 'stands' up, running his fingers through that insane mess of orange and blue of his.]

Oh well. I hope you don't take this personally, but I've never liked stoic, serious archetypes.

[A loud crack splits the air like thunder and there's a blinding flash as Deoxys thrusts out his arm, firing a large flaming ball of energy towards Shadow.]

[obfuskate]

[The scent of singed fur hit him before he even realized that the Pokemon had attacked him. All he could do was brace himself for the damage, air shoes skidding him a small ways back as the ball collided, leaving some fur and flesh with blackened burns.

Not bad, but not something he wants more of, really.

Shadow rises from the aftermath, nothing in his place apart from a seared hedgehog with ash dropping from his fur. He winces, glaring up at the Pokemon that is clearly not going without a fight. Enemy SHADOW was hurt by the burn!

So be it. He would regret messing with the Ultimate Life soon enough.

He lifts his hand, energy tinged green encircling it in whisking swirls, all while he snarls up in the direction of his assailant. He crunches his hand closed, and in that moment, he gives a mighty roar:]

Chaos Control!

[From there, he vanishes.

... Then, suddenly, the black hedgehog appears behind Deoxys, poised and ready to dish him a broadside kick to the noggin. Hopefully that will subdue him decently enough.]

[villainousvirus]

[It's not such a good idea to take small victories for granted. Shadow failing to perform another impressive dodge is enough to allow Deoxys a few seconds of gloating. The spiky thing couldn't even dodge a standing....uh...floating attack like that. Pathetic.

...Not so pathetic when the cursed creature disappears, though.

Deoxys doesn't even have a second to react before he feels the impact of something slamming into the back of his head. Oh. Right. His brain is in his head in this form, huh...it's like humans were built to be breakable. His vision explodes with white light as pain thunders through his head like a train. The kick knocks him clean out of the air and he plummets downward; he fights to create a forcefield around himself, that only slightly cushions the blow as he slams into the concrete. The alien lies stunned on the cracked ground — which seems much more damaged than he does, ears ringing as he fights to regain his bearings.]

[obfuskate]

[Ha. So this creature is a glass cannon: he can dish it out, but he can't take it. Shadow snootily tilted his head upward, all while his air shoes flared for a slow, gentle descent.

Pathetic, indeed, but he begged to differ that it was this one who took that title, not him.

Shadow begins to step closer, green energy crackling in his hand again as he prepares himself for a Chaos Spear, just in case. He smirks proudly, almost morbidly down at him, clearly reveling in his own might.]

If you forfeit now, you may be lucky enough to be spared.

[villainousvirus]

[Deoxys lies still among the broken paving stones, eyes squeezed shut as he gasps shakily for breath. Breath that he doesn't actually need — it's just a pointless reflex that this body demands from him. Maybe that's what the problem is.

He manages to drag his head off of the ground and look up at Shadow, his vision still blurred as he struggles to focus. He gives a shaky laugh as he starts to push himself up out of the dust.]

Have you ever seen a film where the bad guys forfeit...? [He pushes himself up painfully, kneeling heavily on the broken ground. There's a definite tremble in his voice, but though shaky that's the same jubilant tone he's had this whole time.] Because I don't plan to, either!

[What happens next happens very fast. Deoxys whips an arm into the air, that near instantly splits into two, changing colour and becoming serpentine, like thick vines. Deoxys cracks these two new tentacles like whips before lunging forward as they shoot out at Shadow, aiming to grab the hedgehog's neck.]

[obfuskate]

[Well, um.

That... is certainly unexpected, he will say that.

Deoxys succeeds, entangling his neck with his split limb's whips and snatching him tightly. Shadow gives a gasp, a strangled one, feeling his throat tighten in reaction to the pressure being put there...

... and then he grins.

Wait.

Why is he grinning now of all times? He's being choked here!

Well, so it seems.]

Do you... [Gasp.] ... think that will kill me? H-Ha... pathetic. [He glares at him, surrounding himself in Chaos Energy.] I am... the Ultimate Lifeform. I cannot be killed, no less by a worthless beast- [breath] -like you!

[He then unleashes the Chaos Energy, reddened instead of a bright viridian, with a piercing scream.]

Chaos Blast!

[villainousvirus]

[Deoxys' tentacles instantly recoil from around Shadow's neck with a snapping force like stretched rubber bands being released. His instinctive jump backward is nowhere near quick enough to avoid the blinding light and pain as sheer power roars through his being. As Deoxys is overtaken by sheer agony the innate knowledge in his coding takes control and his whole form changes shape, slab-like arms flying up to shield from the blast.

He's pushed back before finally skidding to a halt, his feet ripping into the ground and drawing up a flurry of dust. As the light fades Deoxys slumps forward, steam rising from his smooth body—a body that, other than a few minor blemishes and despite the obvious pain the creature is in, has barely any damage...

And now, there's a voice in Shadow's head. Well, not so much a voice as the mental formation of words, but they're undoubtedly Deoxys' words.]

...And now you're just starting to annoy me.

[obfuskate]

[Shadow back-flips from there, landing with ease on the concrete below. His breathing is a bit ragged, what with being choked, but he's not much worse for wear apart from that.

Regardless, the speech in his head throws him off, knowing that he thought something similar, and yet that was not of his mind's volition. He isn't sure how to explain it, but it definitely leaves him sure about one thing: this creature is communicating with him this way.

Needless to say, it's beginning to bother him already.]

Don't underestimate me.