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Post by Monster Master on Sept 22, 2007 20:14:56 GMT -5
The black dragon snarled, the Apocalyptic Dragon seemed to have him beat, but Guitonolus was far from down. Father Time bellowed in rage before his free hand came up, not gripping at the other's throat or punching, but wrapping it around his neck. Guitonolus bent his legs then brought them both up, each twin-knee spike stabbed into the dragon's body, parting the armor and continuing upward.
The Apocalypse Dragon was forced to release his foe. As the two backed away from one another, the black dragon lifted his arms, ready to impale his foe with his elbow spikes.
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Post by Omegarex24 on Sept 25, 2007 7:33:12 GMT -5
Once again, however, Guitinolous' attempts to break the Apocalypse Dragon in melee proved useless, as the spikes merely glanced off the armor plating.
Shadow energy coated the Apocalypse Dragon's forehead horn as he sliced into Guitinolous' shoulder with a quick sweep of his neck. Blood sprayed from the wound as the time dragon recoiled, before the Apocalypse Dragon pressed the assault by firing off a Shadowfire beam at close range...
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Post by Monster Master on Sept 25, 2007 15:15:33 GMT -5
Just as the beam erupted from the demonic beast's maw, time stopped. Guitonolus flew back, snorting as he enjoyed the image of a frozen Apocalypse Dragon. Now able to take his time, he slowly moved around to the side and stood behind the dragon. Time then came back, the beam from his maw kept going, but the beast was now confused.. Guitonolus was gone.
He then felt it.
The dark dragon quickly put the other in a full nelson and carried him down to the ground. He arched his back and at the same time, lifted the demonic beast up. The Apocalypse Dragon snarled, and soon cried in pain, as its head was smashed on the ground like a hammer to an anvil. Its neck snapped and popped, the armor, so thick and sturdy, was used against it as it cracked.
Guitonolos rolled and stood up, roaring in glee as a stream of fluid came from the broken segment of armor on the dragon's neck. The black dragon sneered as he walked forward, head bobbing, before he lifted his foot, preparing to smash it on the broken armor.
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Post by Omegarex24 on Sept 27, 2007 12:02:20 GMT -5
But the Apocalypse Dragon gripped Guitinolous by the ankle and hefted him up, using his other arm to bring himself to a standing position, still gripping the struggling dragon upside down by the ankle. The Apocalypse Dragon gripped the other ankle in his hands, and lifted off with a beat of his huge wings, before plummeting back to Earth, and piledriving Guitinolous' skull into a hotel, clean through several floors, and into teh ground beneath, leaving a stuck, and rather injured, dragon in his wake.
The Apocalypse Dragon roared as he lifted off and circled the site, before charging a Mega Shadow Sphere between his hands, and launching it at the rubble, knowing full well that it would simply phase through and strike the time dragon buried beneath it...
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Post by Monster Master on Sept 27, 2007 12:11:48 GMT -5
Guitonolus clamped his eyes shut before the attack struck. Waves of burning pain ripped through his body as the power struck. The Apocalypse Dragon had just made a large mistake though, he had just pissed off Father Time, the beast that brought him to this realm, and the beast that could remove him from it.
The rubble exploded upward, but Guitonolus was gone. The evil one could only feel the pain that followed. The dragon was moving far to quick to be seen, literally fast forwarding himself through time. A deep stab wound formed on the dragon's chest, the speed that the black dragon was going exceeded anything that the Apocalypse Dragon's armor could handle. Another ripped through his abdomen, and yet a third in his stomach, giving his armored hide a bellybutton.
As time slowed down for Father Time, the Apocalypse Dragon fell back to the Earth like a bloody meteor. It belly flopped on the ground, its blood splashing on partly destroyed buildings. Guitonolus quickly vanished once more, now aiming to rip apart the Apocalypse Dragon's wings.. piece by piece.
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Post by Omegarex24 on Sept 27, 2007 12:25:59 GMT -5
Unfortunately for Father Time, he put himself right in the path of oneof the dragon's most devastating, and most certaintly unavoidable, attacks. Hundreds of Shadow Lightning bolts erupted from his wings, pelting the time dragon with untold amounts of energy. Guitinolous shrieked in agony as his body was bombarded, scorched, penetrated, and generally torn apart by the assault. He crashed to the ground, hundreds of smoking and bleeding holes covering his body.
The Apocalypse Dragon rose from the dirt, smashed his way through a building or two, and lifted Guitinolous by the wrirsts, locking them in place before clamping his jaws down on the dragon's throat...and pulling...
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Post by Monster Master on Sept 27, 2007 12:35:33 GMT -5
"Big mistake" The black dragon snarled as his knee lifted, the blade-like spike stabbing directly into the bleeding hole in the Apocalypse Dragon's stomach. Guitonolus let out a bellowing roar as he drove the knee upward, soon the entire spike was being drove upward, the tip ripping through the hole in the chest. The organs may have survived, but now was the time to put a big ole' nasty dent in this beast's armor.
Guitonolus other leg planted itself on the dragon's chest while his fingers gripped the edge of the wounded chest. With all his might the black dragon pulled until...
The sound was like that of a human's entire front side being torn off. The Apocalypse Dragon cried and shrieked as he fell back. Rivers of blood flowed across the ground as Guitonolus threw the wad of meat to the side. The wounds on the dragon's chest and stomach have become one. Its entire right side, from the stomach to the chest, was now bared of armor. Patches of dark meat met with white and pink meat that had been exposed.
Guitonolus wheezed and coughed as he looked down as his battered body. This was indeed one hell-of-a match, but he would win. He had too. Father Time moved forward, its elbow spike ready to stab into the bleeding wound.
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Post by Omegarex24 on Oct 1, 2007 7:32:42 GMT -5
The dragon howled in agony and rage as he stabbed both wrist blade sets into Guitinolous' abdomen and yanked upward, not only forcing the time dragon away, but also tearing a series of deep lacerations into the enemy's flesh.
The Apocalypse Dragon was bleeding, but he'd faced much worse. He understood that Guitinolous had some kind of teleportation ability or another, but he wasn't going to let that stop him. He gripped Guitinolous by the throat with both hands and prepared to surge of Shadow energy through his enemy...
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Post by Monster Master on Oct 1, 2007 12:00:40 GMT -5
The black one snarled aloud as white foam began to form around his jaws. The beast shouted and coughed as the demonic-like energies flowed through his body without resistance. For several seconds this went on until the Apocalypse Dragon thought the life of Guitonolus had been drained. He released his prey, allowing Father Time to fall backward on the ruined ground.
The dragon-like creature shook his head from side-to-side to clear the cobwebs. The Apocalypse Dragon stepped back, hissing loudly as Guitonolus lifted his hand. The wicked one quickly felt his body get gripped in something we like to call telekinesis.
As if he weighed nothing, Apocalypse Dragon was hoisted into the air, his limbs unable to move from the grip. Then, like a hammer descending on an hammer, he came down. A cloud of dust and debris rose up after the loud bang. The ground itself trembled from the blow as fissures formed and spread about.
With his grip released from the demon, Guitonolus slowly stood up. On thick, muscular legs he carried himself forward, snarling and snorting like some sort of rabid dog. As the dust settled, the broken form of the dragon was exposed. Its armor, while still in tact, was now dented and crinkled, its own solid-ness being used against it now.
One of the beast's eyes rolled to the side to see the approaching Guitonolus. Wheeze-like breaths escaped his maw before he once again felt the pressure, but this time only on his back. He was being forced down, forced into the dirt to be buried.
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Post by Omegarex24 on Oct 2, 2007 7:31:04 GMT -5
But the Apocalypse Dragon was strong, and his enemy, though talented and powerful with his telekinesis, could do nothing to hold the destroyer of worlds for long. With a mighty heave, he fought back against the telekinesis, managing to fire a stream of Shadowfire at Guitinolous. The attack missed by mere inches, but it was merely a distraction, and served it's purpose by breaking Guitinolous' hold on him.
Before Guitinolous could retaliate, the dragon was upon him, gripping him by the bakc of the head and smashing his face repeatedly into the pavement, again and again. Blood flowed freely in the streets, and several of Guitinolous' teeth were cracked, and the facial armor was smashed in. Again and again, the Apocalypse Dragon smashed his foe, before slinging him away, sending Guitinolous through number of buildings, leaving a bloody swathe of destruction in his wake.
The Apocalypse Dragon roared in victory as he filled the sky with Shadow lightning, knowing that Guitinolous would be hard pressed to avoid anything in his current state...
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Post by Monster Master on Oct 3, 2007 18:35:05 GMT -5
The ground around Guitonolus rose up as if a thousand nations descended on him with their weaponry. Like the phoenix rising from the ash though, as bolts of dark energy raced passed his form, Father Time rose. His eyes glowing red in rage.
"You may be big. You may be bad.. But unlike me.. YOU ARE NO GOD!" The beast shouted in rage as walls of telekinetic force ripped the ground apart and smashed into the Apocalypse Dragon. The dragon's body was lifted from the ground and thrown back as if he were weightless. Buildings shattered as if they were a house of cards.
As the dragon laid on its back, Guitonolus moved forward. Once again lifting the demon up with his mind, used him as if a hammer once more..
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Post by Omegarex24 on Oct 6, 2007 7:32:26 GMT -5
Unfortunately, Guitinolous didn't have the sense to point the Apocalypse Dragon's face away from him, and a stream of Shadowfire erupted from the dragon's mouth and struck Guitinolous square in the face. Guitinolous tossed his catch away into a nearby hotel, as he clutched his face in agony, smoke pouring from the wounds.
The Apocalypse Dragon roared in frustration as he extricated himself from the rubble. This beast refused to die. But very well. Two could play at that game. He rushed Guitinolous head on, a Shadow Sphere charging between his hands, and then fired it at point blank range, knowing full well that the attack would do nothing to him, yet would put Guitinolous in world of hurt...
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Post by Monster Master on Oct 6, 2007 16:19:29 GMT -5
Play time is over. Like so many times before, Guitonolus paused time, giving himself ample time to stand up and fly behind the Apocalypse Dragon. Time came back on and the attacks exploded on the ground alone, sending a wall of dust and debris to collapse on both kaiju.
The dragon snarled and turned around and that's when the attack came. Guitonolus' jaws latched around the Apocalypse Dragon's mouth in a kiss. The wicked one gurgled in terror as Guitonolus began to unleash his Hell Fire.
Father Time's head and body pulled away and the other fell backward. Besides the smoke and fire that was spewing from his maw, blood and chunks of meat pooled around its face as it leaked his bodily fluids. The black one roared loudly again and lifted its foot..
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Post by Omegarex24 on Oct 8, 2007 7:49:16 GMT -5
The Apocalypse Dragon swatted the foot away with one clawed fist, slightly unbalancing Guitinolous, but not enough to really knock him over. But it didn't matter. The Ssarokian super dragon was pissed off. The runes on his face and horns glowed with fierce light, as his alien body began to pump itself full of chemicals, enhancing the dragon's natural pain resistance, as well as boosting his physical powers.
The Apocalypse Dragon roared as he gripped Guitinolous by the throat and squeezed, as he jammed his Shadow Talon enhanced wrist blades into Guitinolous's gut, right in the diaphragm. Guitinolous wheezed pitifully, as the Apocalypse Dragon jammed and twisted his talons upward, slicing through armor and gouging a pair of massive wounds into Guitinolous' chest.
With his grip still firmly on Guitinolous, and his talons buried in the time dragon's gut, he fired a blast of Shadowfire at point blank range...
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Post by Monster Master on Oct 8, 2007 14:11:56 GMT -5
The black dragon snarled as the attack washed over his build, but the dragon of the apocalypse had made a bad mistake. Guitonolus' arms lifted up, the elbow and their spikes pointing directly at the dragon's face. With a downward motion, the spikes were rammed into the head, parting the armor and ripping downward as they cut the flesh to the bone. The dragon, at once, released his grip and fell backward, grabbing his head in pain as blood easily flowed into his eyes. With a bellowing roar, Guitonolus leaned his head back, his maw opened, and he fired Hell's Flames once more.
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