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The world was gray and heavy. The clouds, how they sagged, weighed down by more than just water. They were waiting, to wash away the grime on this landscape. This filth clung like a molded residue, but the rain would wash it away, because he willed it so. The earth has been barren since his absence. Water may have fallen from the sky, but it could never compare.

”Tonight, it will rain”

The slender sculpted body quietly drew to a halt. The Valley sighed and swayed before his toed feet. He glowered at her. She was so empty, so vacant compared to his ocean and his shoreline. Upper lip curled in dismissive disgust, lion’s tail twitching behind him with calculated impatience. ”Come then, or fall,” he breathed into the Valley, and with the slightest of movement, arced his horn towards the sky. It began to rain. It was time to wash Isilme clean.

C I N N O R U
Vicory By My Horn

I made it all by myself, no refs, no stock, just moi, et THIS is the REAL Noise, or rather, a preview of his full length sexyness^^

Singing.. I thought I told ya, Imma Star..see the ice?...see the cars?

- Faalling Slowly, Eyes That Know Me, Bitch You Will So Die...mayb? -

Noise was grazing, on actual grass. He felt strangely primeval. Such a horrible thing to be grazing and not eating space paste. In this state of primeval did he find himself when it started to rain. He heard the challenge, it ripped through him like sleet. What about Calvari? Shit, no, not Calvari, this Mo' Fo' was goin' down yo'!!!! Why? he had no clue. He just suddenly had the urge to fight He hadn't had his lights on before now because it had been bright before the rain. But now, in the gloom, he could be scary. His dark pelt hid him from sight as he pranced towards the fellow unicorn's old body. Hie left front, the old bitches's right front. Still a ways away he stopped. Still invisible, he waited until the creeper looked down from the sky and foreward. Then, he made his move.


-But The Hottest Bitch In Heels Right Here-

In an instant he flashed his LEDs the brightest green they could go, lit up his spiked mane, and stomped the ground with his leg.So you think yo' bitchin' MO'FO'?? BUT GUESS WHAT?? THE HOTTEST BITCH IN HEELS RI' HERE!!! His voice, harsh like a gangsta', and his body? Effing creepy, like a lit-up ghost with blinkers. The sight had to be impressive for sure. He picked up speed again to a bitchin trot. He dimmed the LEDs and flashed them again. Over and over. He was like a toxic neon sign, flashing in green. He circled to the left, hiding his cyborg side. "I run the streets and I break up houses, RIVER runs deep and the flame devours it!!! Holy glowsticks!!!! Dude guess what?? "
Noise continued his circle of circularness as his cyborg side made that electronic swish noise. Such a strange noise for one unaccustomed to such a thing. He suddenly remembered what he had been sayingYou remember that one night on pandora? With thems Na'vi Ponies, well I, was the result! And Ain't I the bomb awesome strobe lights? Or, what I mean to say is, I'm unicorn too. But don't like snobbery and space ooze, which you are. Noise chuckled evilly. He had almost completed his little circle when he turned inward suddenly and galloped towards the standing unicorn's right side. Just before he reached the horse he used his lights like a flash bomb, hoping to blind the thing before him. He skidded to a halt at the horses' shoulder, reared briefly and lashed out violently, trying to smash the old thing's shoulder with his massive cyborg leg. Coming down from his rear he swished forth, aiming for a painful nip on the opposer's nose, all the while singing Me? I'm a creator, thrill is to make it up, the rules I break got me a place, up on the radar. He turned to face the stallion and finished with" That shit must hurt real bad? FAKING WHAT YOU WISH YOU HAD!! Say old black hole, can you fight without all your magic, or are you too weak? Willl your epic Galactic Force Invasion fail? Because, you obviously failed with my mom. bahahaha!!!" He watched the being for a sign of movement or noise. Noise was no fool of course, and and had himself in a defense position, unopen to random blows. The rain continued, yet his metal would not rust, though not smart metal, it was advanced enough to withstand water rust. He began the song in his head Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbyyyeee...and so he waited thus, with music in his ears, and his LEDs set to flash like disorienting strobelights.





[occ: urmmm. No info given, posts,etc. and Blu? Please don't completely kill him....*pats Noise*

Any who his attack- He circled, galloped towards Cinn.'s right side, flashed his LEDs like a flash bomb, and reared, attempting to smash Cinn's right shoulder with his cyborg leg. Then he came down and tried to bite Cin's nose. He ended directly in front of him, waiting.-hopes that wasn't an epic fail- ]

-N o i s e-
-Con you feel da music maan?*coughs* TASTE the rainbow!-

A blur of lights and color the freak happened upon the scene like a bad dream. Cinnoru's composure cracked, his body shying away from this oddity while his head shook to rid his vision of the lingering spots. It was worse than he had expected though. The lights, going off like a cataclysmic lightning storm, were enjoyable compared to the idiocy which came like vomit from this runt's tongue. With head tilted in its high, regal postion cinnoru snorted dismissively as the thing traversed around him. The pale lord's ears flicked back anxiously, unaccustomed to the strange noise which this abomination's movements produced. Cinnoru didn't like it, and he delivered his thoughts thusly in a heavy-footed stomp against the turf. The rain hummed louder now, falling faster and thicker, angrier.Noise made his move, but Cinnoru was ready. The fool had ruined his window of opportunity to surprise the Original, and it was the only advantage he'd had. His glowing tricks were only a nuisance now, his time wasted on brainless words and fancy footwork. As Noise hurtled forward, popping onto his hindend, Cinnoru dropped lower to the ground and fluidly swung into Noise while jerking his head up in a clean sweep. Though no longer startled by the blinking lights which adorned this stallion, he was still affected by the dizzying sense they infected him with as they continually blinked on and off. With that burst of light Cinnoru could not in fact see Noise, and thus did not realize the brute had risen. It worked for and against Cinnoru, by providing a weaker exposure for the tip of his horn to slide across (the soft underbelly), but also lending Cinnoru's defense a failure. Not expecting the abrupt and heavy hefted blow to his right shoulder, Cinnoru was literally blown back by it's force. Being so nimble and light he was equally incapable of holding his ground int he face of brute strength. With a snarl of displeasure the white king stumbled back and to his left, nearly slipping in his own created mud. What is this Thing! It was inconceivable how it hit as hard as the Strong Nieque. He righted himself well enough, lion tail smacking his wet sides furiously.

"Silence," he seethed, drawing himself into a poised stance. As he stood his right shoulder ached, burning with traumatized muscle and bruised bone. His mobility would be compromised now, though he lent himself the cooling and naturally healing affects of water by pooling the rainfall outwardly onto the wound, and pushing his inner fluids towards the deeper affects. "Or I will force it upon you by seizing your tongue from your face. You are abandoned by me, my wayward child." Stone-faced and rigid The Cunning could only stare down his nose at this unexplainable result of his surely long lost genes. Disgusting he thought mercilessly, body collapsing with a spray of water, leaving only a larger puddle where he stood. The rain continued to beat down, obedient and steady. She gave no hint, no sound or otherwise to the rise of Cinnoru beneath the bizarre 'unicorn'. With horn leading, the alabaster creature rose from the collected water pooled at Noise's feet. The point of the spiral aimed at the groin of the hideous thing, the slender body of the unicorn slowly following to assure accuracy. Then, when it seemed impossible to miss, Cinnoru leapt from water to shape, thrusting his head forward and raking it back to plunge his entire horn into the very bowls of this monstrosity. It was a risky tactic, leaving Cinnoru open to some easily landed blows, but it's power far outweighed its risks in his opinion. Though short, Cinnoru did fit beneath Noise and thusly his legs were sprawled and still consumed by water below the knee joints, forming and pushing Cinnoru upward with the assumption that Noise would not, could not, remain above him.

[1/4 took the strike to his shoulder, though tried to rake his horn up Noise's stomach. Was pushed away several strides, where he dissolved into a puddle and reformed beneath noise, attempting to plunge the whole of his horn into Noise's groin and abdomen.

and blah sorry it is so long, I cut out a lot of the beginning which I didn't want to do :( but it was just Cin setting the scene and not reacting to anything yet so I figured it should go, I can't seem to cut anything else out.]

C I N N O R U
Vicory By My Horn

I made this, but its not noise, his mane is short and he's not green *coughs*

Singing.. I thought I told ya, Imma Star..see the ice?...see the cars?

- You Can Stand Under My Um-bre-ella ella ella hey hey hey hey -
Noise was surprised to find part of his underside having a shallow gash. Actually, he felt it more than saw the wound. However, what he did see was the old stallion mutter something and then burst into a bunch of water and disappear. What. The. Zorlon...? Where HAD the bugger gone? Then Noise had the chance to look down. His emerald eyes alighted upon a puddle. What the hell was a puddle doing there? There had NOT been a puddle there a second ago. Puddles did not just poof out of nowhere. Bad Puddle. The puddle started moving. Eeeek, Noise kept the thought in his head. NO, stay away little puddle. He pranced around a bit but the puddle continued to follow him. He snorted at it in sppoked fear as it moved beneath him. Wait a minute, puddles don't move. Noise's mind exploded into little pieces of asteroid as realization hit him that the puddle WAS the pony.OH BIO-LUMINESCENCE DUST. Dude, you CANNOT stand under my umbrella-ella-ella-hey-hey-hey-hey... But alas, his words were met with silence. He began to twist his left side under him in order to escape to the right when the crazy bugger materialized out of the puddle and aimed his horn right for his middle. But the aim ,though true, had not calculated his move through the water and the stallion's horn hit metal instead. The sound of nails on chalkboard raked through the rainy air as the horn scratched its way up his left side up to his mid belly/side. Noise was used to the horrid sound by now, though it was still annoying to hear. No pain touched him, nothing bled from what would have been a normally serious blow.




-We Gonna Run This Town Tonight!-


But his mind was whirring to comprehend the blow. He aimed a bite for the stallion's face area before moving again. Noise continued his previous start to the turn he had be en doing before the blow. Moving all four feet, two aimed at stepping in any of the stallion's still unformed legs, he quickly got into position and tried to land a powerful double back-legged kick to the stallion's hopefully still exposed neck. At the same instant of the kick he did another green flash bomb in order to try to better his chances of landing his blow. That was two, he could only do three of those in an hour. One left. Though his strobe lighting continued to work magnificently in the rain. The water taking the place of the fog that was normally in clubs. If you weren't used to it (as Noise surely was, having practically LIVED in clubs growing up) it might make you sick after a while. After finishing he lunge-galloped away one stride before executing a rollback lunge and continuing to charge at the horse's left side. The lights slowed from strobe to a pulse in time with his hoofbeats. The entire field, if you happened to stuble into the fight, looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. It was very nearly a post-apocalyptic scene. Except for the pretty little unicorn over there. Otherwise, it might have been a scene from a cataclysmic war such was the effect of the lights. Noise emptied himself of emotions as the blood coursed through half a of his body. He felt nothing as he locked onto the Unicorn's position, and stayed true.





[occ: 2/4-. lol, sorry for my short length, and your longness is the bomb^^


Cin's attepmted blow to his stomach went true but because Noise had started a turn it ended up scraping along Noise's metal side, making a nails on chalkboard sound. Noise aimed a bite at Cin's facial area. He continued the turn(away from the horn) and tried to step in Cin's watery legs (I have no clue what that'll do). Upon finishing his turn he aims a double(both real and metal legs) legged kick at Cin's neck. He then gallop-leaps a stride, does a rollback-leap turn and begins to charge towards Cinnoru.


Errmm its been more than 48hrs Feb 9th-13th?]

-N o i s e-
-Con you feel da music maan?*coughs* TASTE the rainbow!-

Chink. A foreign, unexpected sound met Cinnoru’s ears as his horn slid into the abdomen of the nuisance which faced him. Confusion instantly spread to cold rage at this interference and failure of an otherwise foolproof plan. Hissing Cinnoru continued to emerge from the puddle, unfortunately still very much beneath his still very alive opponent. Unyielding to him, Cinnoru grunted at his remaining option as he fled in liquid shape, headed by his solid form. Looking like a water snake he burst from beneath the creature, molding back into solid form on the right side of him. Subsequently the bite to his face and the stepping in of his puddle only met water – harmless to him in that shape. Now, facing the stallion on the opposing side, the bucks also met only the falling rain. However the process of disassembling into water and reassembling was taxing to his freshly mortal body, something Cinnoru had not considered calculating. He would not be able to use it again, he knew, without detrimental side effects. Even now, in response to his extending weariness, the heavy rain began to lighten. It didn’t matter Cinnoru thought harshly, he could dismantle this abomination with little more effort.

Frowning heavily, like a father who disapproved of a misbehaving son, Cinnoru lowered the point of his azure horn towards the pre-occupied thing’s neck line. Elegantly and with little effort, Cinnor stepped forward, intending to plunge a partial region of his horn into the region of the windpipe and nearby artery to ensue instant fatality. It was at this time however that the abrupt explosion of green light burst forth. It startled Cinnoru, perhaps skewing his aim as his eyes reactively pinched shut. A cry of alarm twisted from his lips, and with a jerk Cinnoru pulled his horn back after he’d followed through with his attack, taking on the defensive as his bearded chin coiled to his chest. Snorting in annoyance The Cunning could only glower through dazzled eyelids. ”Desist your existence,” he stated simply, rising onto his hind feet amidst a lashing lion tail. Toed hooves struck out neatly towards the direction Cinnoru assumed the beast’s right shoulder still lay, though Noise was taller than him (I’m assuming this, as Cinnoru is short/delicate, but Noise doesn’t have his height filled out) so perhaps he was only batting at its forearm. In a fluid following maneuver as Cinnoru sunk back to earth with his hooves leading, he tilted his horn down to hopefully run it’s tip down the length of the creature’s side, splitting out the entrails. Hopefully, that horrendous noise would not meet him this time – if so, his horn was useless here against this golem.

[2/4 basically missed all of Noise's attacks because was either in water form or on the other side of him :/ when he realized his attack failed, causing Noise to stay above him when he had been anticipating him to move, Cinnoru sorta burst forward beneath Noise to come into shape from the water stream on his right side. Attempts to plunge his horn into his neck/throat, but is blinded. Rears up with his eyes shut and tries to hit Noise's shoulder and follows with grazing his horn down noise's right side.]

C I N N O R U
Vicory By My Horn

I made this, but its not noise, his mane is short and he's not green *coughs*

Singing.. I thought I told ya, Imma Star..see the ice?...see the cars?

- Lifes A Game But Its Not Fair -
Noise had the strange occurrence of finding every attack end in eating water, which since he wasn't exactly thirsty, was rather annoying. Really? This was not a water planet now, it was Ancient Earth. Before the catastrophes. Water Horse=Not Possible. This was the thought that bubbled up through his mildly preoccupied self as he continued his attacks. After his obviously pointless kick to the Puddle-Horse, The thing burst up and flung its long horn at Noise's the good side of, his right, neck before he could even come down from his kick. Though the stupid Puddle had not waited for the flash bomb, it still came at the opportune moment for Noise, for the Puddle had aimed for a sharp stroke of its horn to meet his neck. But with the flash, and Noise's careful Matrix style leaning(which he was rather proud of while he was thinking about it), he escaped all injury but a small slash on his that barely drew a drop of blood. Noise snorted in surprise, damn, the thing had gotten its horn in his good side,stupid bugger. He spoke "Damn boy, you sure are horny."putting a strong Southern Country drawl on it for good measure. Though the phrase appeared to fall on deaf ears as the small, delicate stallion before him reared up in an attempt to hit him hard. He almost braced for the rear, but then looked down, and realized that the horse was almost a foot shorter than him. Bahahaha, Noise chuckled as Puddle attempted to be all epically strong and hit him but only managed to reach his leg. He continued to laugh harshly through the Puddle's attack, his harsh voice mixing with the synthetic part of him, creating a kind of electronic echo behind his laugh. The hooves though, were not soft, and a small bruise bloomed up though no serious damage was done. Noise showed no pain or even the smallest hint that the horse had an effect and continued his haunting laugh. His charge had met with nothing while the Puddle gained a small victory. Noise, in his haste, had failed to see the long glass horn before him. When he reached the horse the horn scraped a deep gash into his right, real, side and Noise had to pull away quickly in order to keep from any further damage. He continued running as his voice broke through in pain.Ahhh, Mother Fucker. Yo' skinny white boy' ass is goin' DOWN! The gash was deep but not too terribly long, he'd live. He hadn't bothered to truly assess the Puddle-Horse before him but saw now that he would have to be truly cunning in this fight. He paused for a second, out of reach of the little monster. It was light and delicate, though swift and, obviously, very horny.





-I Break The Rules So I Don't Care-

The rain continued to pound in a steady stream on Noise's back. His sweat and breath met the air and exploded silently into steam, furthering the effects of the lights. He had stopped them for his first attack but had started them back up for his assessment of the Puddle. Puddle... Puddle, Puddle, Puddle, I shall call you Puddle, and you shall be MY Puddle. No stop Noise, concentrate. PUDDLE. He glared inwardly at his Rave Clubber side and it skittered away, leaving his warrior self. He began to swirl the lights in a never ending, and, rather sickening swirl. The predator within him rose up and he let out a growl in the direction of the Puddle. It was an eerie, robotically soulless, horse growl. It would shake even the most firm of these ancient horses, no one here was used to such robotics yet. No, they were not, were they? His eyes glinted with intended death, his voice continued on in that Grudge-Like sickening call. He slinked his tall, half metal hulk towards the standing ancient Puddle. Muhahaha, he laughed at the thought of a stinky puddle. Cough. His hooves hitting mildly muddy ground but not moving an inch thanks to his strong cyborg self. He set the lights to move in a faster sickening movement, almost making he himself, the Rava' Gansta', sick. He continued to get closer to the little Puddle-Horse, approaching again, though slower. On the horse's left he continued until several paces away he darted out in a powerful gallop, faking an attack at the horses hind, slipping only slightly as he turned at the last moment and arching his neck to bite the top of the little things neck while trying to slam into his right side at the same time. "Puddle, your getting the dry space beneath my umbrella wet, I cannot have this now." His words were hauntingly joking, his movements harshly strong. He was devoid of all emotion as he went for the delicate horse. Though the smallest sliver of hope fled briefly across his currently focused mind as he thought that is would be necessary to make a hit sometime soon.






[occ: 3/4-Cin's horn sliced a small cut in his right shoulder. The attack that had been meant to slice a huge rip in Noise's side hit but Noise pulled away before it got too long. After receiving the gash he paused for a moment to make the lights a sickening swirl. Walked slowly until galloping suddenly a few steps away from Cin's left side. He finished with an attempt to bite Cin's neck and slam into his left side. ]

-N o i s e-
-Con you feel da music maan?*coughs* TASTE the rainbow!-

Annoyance marred the otherwise hauntingly beautiful features of The Cunning. The thing before him continued to produce a slew of irritating sounds, the most notable being his endless chattering voice. Cinnoru wondered if perhaps he should focus his energy on dismantling it's throat and subsequent tools of talking before killing it, maybe then he would be able to concentrate enough to be more effective. What mattered through, was that he had made the thing bleed. So he isn't invincible, Cinnoru thought with triumphant pleasure. Though, he knew enough to realize some regions were and some weren't. He wasn't sure what magic aided this creature, but he wouldn't let himself be stumped by it again. Perhaps if he stuck to attacking the same spots which had already worked, he'd eventually find success. Meanwhile his ears slicked back in irritation, as another annoying sound dribbled like child's spittle from it's lips. Cinnoru's eyes narrowed in spite, as he recognized the emittance as laughter. He had always detested his opponents laughed at him, particularly in the midst of battle; Sepagus was fond of it and Cinnoru hated him all the more because of it. Behind him his cat's tail flickered in obvious displeasure. I'll give it something to really laugh about. The thing began to advance once more. It seemed to have no fear which only further annoyed Cinnoru. He wanted nothing more than to kill this abomination and rid himself of its headaches. It was powerful though, and he realized now through his squinting eyes he couldn't underestimate it. Cinnoru kept moving. The mud beneath him slogged his movement down and threatened to send him sliding a direction he didn't want, but still he kept up his rain, feeding off the strength it offered him and the numbing of his pain. It came, screeching like something terrible, Cinnoru didn't even know what to compare it to and for a moment he bristled in fear and stupidly ran forward with a burst of speed to separate himself from it.

The pulsing lights continued behind him though, and tripping now in this chaotic dark and mud Cinnoru forced himself to calm his nerves. Listen to the rain. She is continuous, she is calm, she is strong. It came at him suddenly, and Cinnoru swung his horn deftly through the air, intent on cutting through its chest and into its surely mortal heart. Yet the crazy thing was feinting! Cinnoru's horn met only air, and despite his agility he could not recover in time to twist away from the barreling shape; too distorted by light and sound for Cinnoru to even understand where it's head was any more. The massive chest rammed into Cinnoru's right shoulder just as teeth clamped down around his nape. Luckily his mane mostly protected him there, leaving little but some pinched and torn skin while meanwhile the rest of his small, lithe body went skittering backwards from the force of impact. Fighting for balance Cinnoru twisted himself to the right, dropping his head to keep his center of balance even and whip his horn back around. Just before he went flying back, sliding so easily on the mud, Cinnoru jerked his neck around to hopefully flick his horn tip into the point of it's throat, just where the head connected to the neck. Cinnoru's legs spread wide, but he recovered without falling luckily. His shoulder stiffened and ached, inevitably reducing Cinnoru's speed and power in that leg and overall in his stride. Snorting with a blast of steam Cinnoru screamed furiously at the large thing, tail lashing behind him and slinging mud in wild arches. "Just die," he hissed as he lunged forward, swift and agile as the mud underfoot pooled with the endless rain falling down. Cinnoru collected the water especially, using it to maintain his traction as he ran across it rather than the slick mud, and with his head angled down, pointed his horn directly at it's chest in the hopes of puncturing its lung or heart, or at least, where he assumed they were amid the swirling, distracting lights.

[3/4 attempted to stab Noise, but missed as he feinted. Was slammed into and bitten on the nape, but his mane protected him while he went sliding back. Tried to flick his horn at Noise's throat before he got thrown too far away. Recovered his footing and charged, trying to pierce Noise's chest.]

C I N N O R U
Vicory By My Horn

I made it all by myself, no refs, no stock, just moi, et THIS is the REAL Noise, or rather, a preview of his full length sexyness^^

Singing.. I thought I told ya, Imma Star..see the ice?...see the cars?

- So I Keep Doin' My Own Thing -
Noise's half metal heart lifted in triumph the moment his body finally struck a hit. The thing had freaked, so at least he knew it really was EQUINE and not just.....oft he evil puddle species.The Tiny Puddle shuddered beneath him and was thrown away by his heavy ram. Though his teeth had not done much damage it was still enough of hit to make his efforts redouble. The Puddle tried to slit his throat as it was thrown backwards but had forgotten Noise's height. Noise had lifted his head as the little yap-yap dog was thrust away and the horn barely managed only to graze his cheek. He watched in apparent astonishment as the ting continued to stumble backwards. Duuuude, Puddle must weigh, like, nothing. Bahahahaha his mechanic chuckle filtered through the air as the thing grasped for balance. He should be attacking but felt that it would somehow ruin his fun. The Evil Puddle stumbled and leaned, it teetered, but caught. It stood there, legs spread, appearing to be rather sick, and then extremely frustrated. Then is ran. Noise was stunned for a moment to see it almost walk on water, but then he merely stepped to his right, exposing his left. The sound of scraping metal filled the air again, that horrid nails-on chalk-board thing that made everyone cringe. The thing's horn scraped down his side this time instead of up and Noise took the opportunity to aim a large bite at Puddle's fleshy shoulder whilst it slid by, horn on metal. The thing was using the rain to its advantage, though the rain was also helping Noise spread the effects of his lights. He stopped them long enough for him to get his bearing in the apocalyptic fight. The Puddle-Creature was obviously important, though obviously confused. He used the pause to his advantage. He left it there just long enough to allow the horse to become used to the normal light again, but not long enough for it to attack.






-Walkin' Tall Against The Rain-

At the end of the silent moment Noise flashed the last flash bomb for the hour as he reared up a bit and aimed to hit the passing hind end of the horse's right side( as Cin is coming towards him the sides are reversed correct? His left is Cin's right). His hooves poised to barrel into the Puddle's hind Noise screeched a horridly terrifying mechanical tune in unison with the bright light. As he again reached ground he opened his mouth to bite at the fleshy flanks of the Puddle while he pulled a final set of new of randomly disorienting light swirls. His final attack was an attempt to knock down, or at least do some injury to the God Puddle. He wondered how the puddle would react. Would it be puddle-icious? Sexy and Suave.. Or more of the Berries and Cream Starburst style? A bright burst of creamy goodness followed by the customary "I'm a little lad that loves berries and cream" tune. HOMFG!!!! Noise's mind hopped exitedly... Puddle is the Berries and Cream Little Lad. hahaha. he ish the Puddle-ey Little Lad.






[occ: 4/4- Cin's horn attack at his throat pretty much failed. His charge hit Noise's left metal side. Noise attempeted to bite Cin as he passed and then turned in a rear to try and hit/push over Cin and then he bit at his flank when he came down.


All Song Referances in order: Falling Slowly- Soundtrack, Hard- Rhianna, Umbrella- Rhianna, Creator- Santigold, and Run This Rown- Jay-z feat Rhianna, *coughs* Noise was in a Rhianna mood, xDDD ]

That terrible noise reached him again. The sound of failure. His horn, jolted against that foreign, invincible substance this disgusting creature seemed partially composed of. It jolted through the length of his sword against his head, rattling him for a moment and drawing a frustrated snort from his nose as he yanked his head away from the useless attack. Following the momentum of his jerk his body began to pivot to the right, barely missing the teeth which shot out at him. Cinnoru was outraged at the idea of having the thing's mouth on him once more, and gave an offending kick out at the thing's front leg with his left hind as his body leaned to the right, coiling and dashing several strides away so he might compose his thoughts. As Cinnoru stood, in the rain, his mind churned while his features wrought a scowl upon the bizarre monster. Annoyed his tasseled tail whipped around behind him as his lips drew into a heavyset frown of concentration. His chest ached, and despite his alleviating rainfall he could not keep the stiffness from collecting around his bruises. A headache pounded behind his eyes, his senses disoriented and leading his accuracy astray. Even as he stood solidly, it felt as if the world were spinning and the screeching abomination was wheeling around him. Cinnoru tensed, teeth bared, and glared through the silver light. He would end this. Slowly the rain began to fade. The thing came once more. A blur of lights and sound which at once flared angrily in his mind's eye. Cinnoru fought against it, dropping his head and tilting it towards his right side to help shield himself. He could not afford to be so distracted right now; his plan required all his remaining strength, both in body and mind. Amidst the squealing noise of the offending monstrosity, Cinnoru heard his approach. The squelching of mud around toes, coming, coming, coming. Muscles bunched and Cinnoru stole a glance to find it was upon him. That brief look was dizzying and in response Cinnoru pinched his eyes shut to steel himself away from the confusing tactics of his enemy. As it rose on its hind end, Cinnoru remained fast to his spot, sacrificing himself for the sake of his next move. He had to remain as still as he could right now, as focused as he could. If that meant letting this thing beat on him during that time, then so be it, he could withstand. And so those hooves came rushing down on Cinnoru's right flank. Being so much smaller and incredibly lighter than a normal horse, but particularly against this mechanical one, Cinnoru's hind end buckled upon impact. His toed hooves allowed for better grip, and being a natural wielder of water the slicked landscape was not as treacherous for him. Even so, his haunches were roughly shoved away, sliding towards his left, causing his front end to grope for purchase as his flank smashed against the mud and stumbled back up. Because of this the bite failed to find its mark, as the target had since moved. Cinnoru regained his footing, though his right hind was completely lame and shuddered even as he leaned all his weight off it.

The time had come though. In an instant Cinnoru's rich blue eyes flared open, the vibrant hatred and cold cruelty evident in them as they seared upon the thing before him. Lips twitched in the faintest of smiles as Cinnoru locked onto his opponent. He had spent his last energy drawing on the workings of the thing's body; specifically pinpointing the water within the creature. Initially Cinnoru had worried it might be too alien, too foreign for him to be able to manipulate, but he was surprised to find it similar to any other horse; it gave him confidence. Now, staring down the abomination, Cinnoru flicked on his control over the water in it's body, stilling its movements, its uses. Essentially, Cinnoru held command over the other's body, made up mostly of water, and every cell using that vital nutrient. He bade the waters still, causing the monster to be paralyzed. His window of opportunity was small though, and he worked as quickly as his useless leg and stiff muscles allowed. In previous times Cinnoru had easily been able to manipulate the bodies of his foes, but his strength was surprisingly weak in his freshly revived body, and his focus was disrupted by the strain of the lights and the sounds this thing produced. Cinnoru had control, but only for so long, hopefully it would be enough. Thusly the white king charged, his horn aimed beautifully at the throat of the other stallion, just where the cheek nestled against it. He would kill this thing, by piercing its jugular and windpipe simultaneously. It would die now, because it would not move, could not evade this time. "Die" Cinnoru willed, charging with murder in each step, though there was only about a stride between them.

[4/4 missed the bite, kicked out with his left hind as he was turning, and bolted away. Began his next attack as he stood still. Noise came at him and he took it full on, behind shoved back a bit while his hind end literally flew around and fell. Missed the bite. Took control over the water in Noise's body, freezing him to the spot, and charged, pointing his horn at Noise's throat.
*This attack is not unavoidable, despite me attempting to make it seem that way :P As I said several times Cinnoru is very tired physically and weakened mentally, not to mention he is not in his full strength as he normally would be due to being a ghost for 13 years. So, as I'm assuming you don't want Noise to die, he doesn't have to, but it would probably be very close just based on how it's set up.

great fight! and sorry for all the delays :c this is has been a hard month for me]

C I N N O R U
Vicory By My Horn

I made it all by myself, no refs, no stock, just moi, et THIS is the REAL Noise, or rather, a preview of his full length sexyness^^

Singing.. I thought I told ya, Imma Star..see the ice?...see the cars?

[Defense]
- Victory's Within The Mile -

Almost there don't give up now....Noise pulsed with triumph as he pounded into the side of the little Puddle-Monster. Such evil things it did. He only had a vague moment of contemplation as to why it was suddenly just standing there. He watched with satisfaction as Squishy Puddle lost it's footing, slipping in the water it had created all on its own. Despite his hardest efforts the thing would not fall though, his bite missed completely but the pounding his hooves had dealt was more than enough to make up for that. The Puddle moved, suddenly Noise thought he should have paid a tad more attention to the silence. He felt something akin to the probing tendrils of a Zorlon Reaper, reading his mind. This was not something he could get out of, oh no. Mind control and all that buzz-drug was not his shit man. So he stood there and waited for his attack.Hey Puddle why don't you just shove your mind and its probs up you own a--- Noise was cut off as everything froze, utterly froze. He almost sighed, or rather, would have if he could have moved.




- Only Thing Thats On My Mind..Is Whos Gonna Run This Town Toniight -

His eye turned in its socket to gaze at the approaching Puddle. It kindof fumbled along, like a horse with a mental handicap, OH MY STROBELIGHTS!!!! Was that DROOL? Maybe he should have toned down the strobes a bit. And thus Noise spent the first moments before the impact, utterly depressed at the fact that of all things for him to be killed by it would be a limping Ancient, of the Unicorn persuasion, half falling over from stiffness, and DROOLING. Oh glowsticks, please,please, no drool. Just, no. At the final second however, the mind probing stillness failed. Ahahaha, ESCAPE THE DROOL! Noise's consciousness suddenly sprung into action, screaming at the top of his lungs, in his mind of course, he willed every muscle in his neck to strain upwards. And so moved the muscles, screeching in protest at every firing of brain neuron, telling them to move. Noise had just managed to move his neck at the utter last second before impact, though not enough to escape serious damage. There was a kind of silence before the impact, like that of the moment before a tsunami crashing unto the shore. The water receded, the Puddle recoiled. The water bunched, so did its muscles. The people on shore screamed in terror as they saw the destruction before them, but not Noise, he merely waited. The people's lives flashed before their eyes. Noise thought of all the times he had almost died before, he thought of the one that had scarred him, for life.

And then the water came rushing back in...

The people scrambled. The sound came back in vivid relief. His head had moved in such a way that the Puddle's horn struck the outer edge of his cheekbone first, slid deeply along, until it found his tender neck muscles. Noise screeched, his now stiff artificial voice box producing some sort of sound that even he flinched at when his ears met the sound wave. The path of the horn continued along its path, carving a deep gash as it went along. Noise regained movement when the attack was almost through, and flinched away before any of the Puddle's drool touched his carefully sculpted mane. Galloping away a few steps he stopped a safe distance away to look at his opponent. Blood poured freely from the gash in his cheek and neck. He felt the tender hardness of his cheekbone exposed and the part on his neck was screaming. But he was alive, and not permanently injured......as long as he got a medic to him soon, if not well, there wouldn't be a not. He thought to gaze upon his opponent, he outright laughed."Puddle-Love, you don't look so good. Maybe your Galactic Horned Troopers will come and help you huh? Either way this is not over, I'll find you again sometime and maybe we can have a real Space Battle then...when your not drooling like a monkey"He coughed, the vocals hadn't come back quite yet, so he sounded like one of those automated drive-through thingys. Oh well, he could get that fixed later. His strobe lights continued in the rain as he watched his opponent. It was a good fight he thought, Puddle looked like a one of those zombies from Zombieland, that retro flesh-bag movie, and he looked like he'd just tried sewing his own Rave-Dance clothes again. They were evenly matched he thought, though Puddle did seem to be drooling....Noise twitched..drool. dear lord, not on his hair. His mood switched back to raver-god as he turned to look at his reflection in his metal side to make sure his hair was good. Whew, all good. He turned away from his visage to asses the area and get farther away, maybe find a medic, picking his way carefully over the wreckage of what had once been that organic stuff called mud. Now, all that was left was giant heaps of mud and deep rivets in the earth itself, flashing lights holding the area alternately in high relief. If ever there had been an example of a good fight, it was when the area around you no longer existed. This was especially true as the entire area truly looked apocalyptic, the grassy area devastated by metal and calcium composite, the water from Puddle flooding the plains, Noise growled in pleasure, such a good fight. Excluding, of course, that near incident with the drool...and his hair.





[occ: Cinnoru's trick worked rather well and Noise was hit pretty much full on. The gash he received from it was fairly serious, but not enough to where it would kill him, as long as he gets it fixed soon.lol.so more storyline fun! But yeah, pretty close for him.^^


Yes, it was much better than my last fight lol, thank you for going so easy on me =p, *hugs* and I didn't really mind the waiting, it was nice to be able to think about my posts.^^]

N O I S E | C I N N O R U
- - - - -
By my verdict CINNORU is the winner.

NOISE -- post 1

[Realism]
+ 1| Attack: Good distracting use of the lights
+ 1| Attack: Kicking with the cyborg leg
+ 1| Attack: Bites are good, although it's unlikely Noise could reach Cinnoru's nose if he was by his side. Ear, maybe, but probably not nose.


[Prose]
+ 1| Noise is amusingly weird.
- 1| Flow: I don't know whether it's the cut-off words you use, or the subheadings, but I had to read it several times to understand what was going on.



CINNORU -- post 1

[Realism]
+ 1| Defense: Mentioning how Noise had ruined his element of surprise.
+ 1| Attack: Countering with a horn to the underbelly - nasty.
+ 1| Attack: Puddle Cinnoru is a puddle.
+ 1| Attack: Attacking the groin - that has got to sting.
+ 1| Attack: As has trying to disembowel him - yowch! You're using your horn very well in this fight.


[Prose]
+ 1| Emotion: Cinnoru's aggression was awesome.
+ 1| Flow: It was a nice, easy read.


NOISE -- post 2

[Realism]
+ 1| Defense: Taking the horn to his metal pieces.
+ 1| Attack: Biting the face
+ 1| Attack: Kicking the neck

[Prose]
+ 1| Rofl - 'bad puddle'.



CINNORU -- post 2

[Realism]
+ 1| Defense: It was a good idea not to take the double-kicks, as they can seriously hurt.
+ 1| Attack: Going in for the kill with the horn.
+ 1| Breed: Mentioning Noise's superior height
+ 1| Attack: Another good use of the horn, trying to tear out his entrails.

[Prose]
+ 1| Emotion: Again, Cinnoru's emotions are very present.


NOISE -- post 3

[Realism]
- 1| Defense: I would like to see more explanation of how Noise 'matrix style leaned' out of the way.
- 1| Defense: I'd also like to see Noise reacting to Cinnoru's attacks more - he doesn't seem to even notice they've hit, which isn't realistic.
+ 1| Defense: Using his superior height to lessen the force of Cinnoru's attack.
+ 2| Attack: I love feints, yay

[Prose]
+ 1| LMFAO - 'you sure are horny'
+ 1| DOUBLE LMFAO - 'you shall be my puddle' Dory ftw


CINNORU -- post 3

[Realism].
+ 1| Learning to attack the same spots was clever.
+ 1| Surroundings: Mentioning the mud and how it affects him.
+ 1| Defense: Taking the bite to his mane
+ 1| Remembering his old injuries and noting that he can't move as fast because of them.
+ 1| Attack: Horn jabs are fab.
+ 1| Balancing on the water instead of the mud, crafty!
+ 1| Attack: Going for the chest again.

[Prose]
+ 1| Emotion: Cinnoru is a great character to read, so interesting and nasty.
+ 1| Flow: A nice easy read.


NOISE -- post 4

[Realism]
- 1| Defense: Cinnoru attacked his throat - how does Noise lifting his head make it hit his cheek?
+ 1| Defense: Taking horn to metal pieces again
+ 1| Attack: Shoulder bite
+ 1| Attack: Rearing, although it's debateable how he would hit Cinnoru when they're next to each other.


[Prose]
+ 1| Emotion: Noise really does make me laugh.
+ 1| Flow: This one seemed to flow better than your others.

CINNORU -- post 4

[Realism]
+ 1| Attack: Kicking out at Noise's foreleg
+ 1| Defense: Taking the flank attack realistically, given Cinnoru's size.
- 1| Defense: Although taking two forehooves to his flank probably wasn't the best idea - concentrating or otherwise, he could still have avoided or lessened it.
+ 1| Attack: Freezing the water in his body. It's a fine line between powerplaying but there was no real way you could explain it without PPing given the nearly unavoidable nature of the attack.
+ 1| Attack: Going for the throat whilst Noise is paralyzed, niiiice.

[Prose]
+ 1| Emotion: I would not like to get on Cinnoru's bad side.
+ 1| Flow: Probably your best flowing post of the entire fight.

NOISE -- post 5 (defense only)

[Realism]
+ 1| Defense: Taking the pretty much unavoidable inside attack
+ 1| Defense: Not dying xP
- 1| Going against the post format :C


CINNORU

[Bonus]
+ 1| Water magic

[Injuries]
-1| Lame hindleg

[Creativity]
+ 0|


Comments: Great fight! Cinnoru's posts were a pleasure to read and I got a good feeling of him throughout the fight. You used his horn very well, and landed some pretty effective attacks. You didn't use your surroundings very much, as the mud could have given some nice opportunities for mud-splashes, but aside from that you did great.

NOISE

[Bonus]
nothing of note

[Injuries]
-1| Pretty serious cut to the neck.

[Creativity]
+ 0|

Comments: Good fight! I started off thinking Noise was an arrogant little blighter but ended up laughing out loud at his posts. Your attacks were varied, although you tended to overuse your strobe lights and metal armour - although I've never played a cyborg horse so it's probably difficult not to xP However, you often downplayed your injuries and didn't mention older ones in your later posts. Also, I don't know whether it's the way you almost use chatspeak in your posts or just the format, but sometimes they're very hard to read and sound almost hyperactive - I'd tone down on that a little. You also didn't use your surroundings very much, if at all. Other than that, you did very well considering Cinnoru's powers!

TOTAL
NOISE - 64
CINNORU - 76