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[RP][Day one, Tournament.] Dimension Veil's

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The-Blades-slave:
Wukong grinned down at Crab, eyes glowing through the smoke. "Nothing stops the handsome monkey kin-" The enormous mech shook suddenly, and the monkey fell down into the cockpit with a screech. He landed hard and flailed out wildly, striking out at anything that seemed like his opponent. His heavy blows shattered anything they touched, be it wires or radars, and it continued until he finally found his opponent.

The Great Sage reeled back a punch with all his remaining strength, which indefinitely packed enough force to rip clean through her unprotected stomach. The punch flew, a blur that the crab would have no time to stop... and then Aaron woke up, panting heavily and covered in sweat. "Gah, close!" He offered one hand to each of his opponents, smiling. "Good game! Was it anything like what you expected, Alexa?"

Lunartic:
Without warning or hesitation, Scarlet ran up to Aaron and shook him by his shoulders. "You were so freakin' close!" she said, half-yelling, half-laughing. "We almost beat them, aaa-haaa-haaaaa!!" She laid her head on his chest and laughed hysterically. After almost half a minute she finally settled down to light-hearted chuckling. She pulled back from him, smiling ear to ear, and wiped her eyes. "That was the most fun I've ever had in my entire life."

Desbear:
Gragas continued to soak hits, pain coursing through his body as he did so, but he still kept on trucking. If it wasn't for his size, the electricity might have done him in, but, luckily for him, he was a big man, and the electricity didn't make it to his heart. The drunkard contemplated smashing his keg into them, but hen he realized that he was still able to contemplate, and wasn't drunk enough yet... He instead, sluggishly turned to his opponent and threw one of his arms at his opponent, grunting as he did so.

Yume Tsuki:
Akumu reacted too late when the arm came swinging her way. She had just enough time to block it with the scales growing on her back which broke on the impact and sent her flying against a tree. She breathed heavily. Regretting she put put full force into her blows. The crystals on her claws stopped glowing, depleted from their magic. Along with that the whispers had become louder. Almost deafening. Combined with the pain in her back which started bleeding.
"N-no..."
She cried weakly while forcing herself not to cringe. She knew she had no chance anymore with the lack of lightning her movements would be too slow to dodge, but she wasn't going to give in she would never want to die without having atleast try to prevent it. Crawling back up she stood her ground, beckoning her opponent to try and finish her off taking a fighting stance.

GoldForge:
Shock jolted into Alexa's heart as the intruder stormed in, the emerald orbs beaming through the shadows being the herald to her death. "B-..Wha.. but you were right there-!!" She looked over to the screens, screaming in disbelief. Before she knew it, her equipment was smashed left and right. Control sticks snapped, beautiful decorative orange glass panels obliterated into a fine powder, even her precious leather chair torn to bits! Anger swelled up faster than the flames coursing through the forest, anger equivalent to two people in a fiery rage screaming at once. Carcinus's stance wavered, legs giving away as circuits ripped out. Her gut pulled as the floor fell with her beneath her jet-black boots... WHAM! Before she knew it, she had rolled across the ground smacked directly into a wall, right into the path of the monkey king's next swing. Her livid demeanor swiftly dissolved into an expression of helpless horror as the fist swung down...

However, when her eyes cracked back open, she felt nothing. There she stood again, among the endless white void... no-- she was falling. She opened her mouth to scream, yet let out no sound fell out as she plummeted down...down...down... The invisible blaze roared into her eardrums as memories of the battlefield swirled through the air like frameless TV screens. The lake, the boy with the portals, the pony, the monkey, the fire, the fog, the mech...the falling...falling... She looked down at her hands to find that they were claws no more, the sight of pale flesh reaching her eyes instead of the powerful sheen of metal she had expected. The roar grew, the roar grew... Alexa snapped her gaze upwards to meet with one final scene-- The clawed girl from the forge. Illuminated by the torrents of magma oozing down the walls of the cave, she stood, hunched over with her head jerkily moving in her palms as she stood at the sight of the shattered gargantuan crab. Was she...weeping...? She reached a hand up to the screen, out to the girl in desperation for reasons she did not know why... her heart hurt, her chest stung... or-- were these feelings not her own... Perhaps... did astrals feel the same emotions that humans did--?

Thoughts fading away into nothing, her vision flashed white before she finally met with the floor, the silence suddenly cutting away into the usual chatter of the sparring room. The surge of energy and the rush of confidence was gone. She was no longer the girl from the fire, just plain ol' Alexa...and nothing more. She slowly looked down towards her quivering hands, taking a moment to clench and unclench them, pinching her arm to check both that she was still alive and that it wasn't a dream. At the sharp jolt of pain that followed, she said nothing, only looked up to see the screen that flashed [WINNER!] before her eyes. "Did I--?" Still getting used to hearing her own voice again, she silenced. God, everything was just too surreal for her... Despite the hooping and hollering of the crowd cheering around her, Alexa did not seem to be amused in the slightest. Stumbling her way back over to Aaron and the others in a lazy fashion, she narrowed her eyes with a groan as the rumble in her stomach returned. Although reluctant on doing so, she reached the hand with her astral mark forward to accept the shake, quickly taking notice that the flamelike flicker of the seal was... much more... tame, was that the word sye was looking for?

"...I have so many questions."

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