OOC: Reference:
http://mmexerpg.proboards52.com/index.cgi?...76679431&page=1http://mmexerpg.proboards52.com/index.cgi?...76248899&page=1http://mmexerpg.proboards52.com/index.cgi?...76169804&page=1http://mmexerpg.proboards52.com/index.cgi?...76167918&page=1http://z4.invisionfree.com/exewarriors/ind...?showtopic=1067http://z4.invisionfree.com/exewarriors/ind...?showtopic=1148http://z4.invisionfree.com/exewarriors/ind...p?showtopic=368Collision walked the undernet alone. It wasn't that good being an experimental navi, too many weird programs. Cadet should have gone to bootcamp, he had lost lots of training this past summer, he had downloaded too many 20th century media files, too many proto-type programs. Take the merge'n'purge for example, mutilating one of the few transfer chips wasn't exactly Collisions idea of fun. Of coarse, there were good times too, battling Remix, File, Energyman, Elecninja, Ross, and the sorts. Viral transformations and evil mutant swiss cheese. Crecendo had done it all. But now it was time for something different. Three weeks ago, Crecendo had found out a dark secret, his program became unstable, and the Collision files kicked in. He wanted answers, and revenge. A strange fire navi held the truth, and Collision intended to find it out."This is it." Crecendo shouted, "Show yourself!"
FriendlyFire was stood in front of him, looking bored in all ways.
"Uh, dude, I was leaning on the wall. Besides, hiding is for wimps." FF said as his arm changed into a large cannon that fired a large ball of glowing red energy.
Collision's image flickered, and dissapeared. He appeared on each side of FF and the images melded back into one navi. "The navi *didn't dissapear, you *missed it."
Crecendo's left hand formed into his sound-sword, his right, a sonicbld.
He swung the two swords towards FF.