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Published: 2010-03-04 05:44:29 +0000 UTC; Views: 3913; Favourites: 38; Downloads: 28
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OK! So here's Frost, in all her glory!"Double Tex and she'll mess you up." - Trocadero, Girl named Tex
Known as the Squads medic, she has been with the squad for almost seven years now. And yes, she is a cold-hearted bastard..
Next comes Quake!
Frost (C) Insane-Randomness 2010
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Dang, now there's someone I wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley.
I wouldn't want to meet her in a light alley either. Alleys just plain creep me out
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Hee hee, it's really looking an cold draggie now x3
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Oh, I almost forgot. (embraces Frosts leg sympathetically and tightly for a few seconds before I release) Well, I hope you appreciate my sympathy. And it's nearly time for me to go into my nighttime dormancy. (walks away joyously) Farewell, Frost and Insane-Randomness! I'll be seeing ya'll tomorrow!
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Frost: Um, I'm confused. I-R, what am I supposed to do with this?
I-R: It's a human thing frost, to show affection. You seriously need to get out more.
Frost: I've only been here for three weeks!
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RATCHET: Hmm. Alright then. Frost, what do you know about anti-biotics?
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The notes, holycross! I n the notes!
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Frost, there is someone I would like you to meet who also happens to be a medic like you. And here he is! (I step aside and the Autobot Ratchet comes forward till he stops a few feet in front of Frost, and looked down at her) Frost this is Autobot Medical Officer, Ratchet.
RATCHET: (sniffs the air) Hmm. No wonder the pherimone levels were so intense here. Well, Frost, HolyCross9 here has told me that you are an expert medic. As a fellow medic, have you ever performed something as complex as artorial surgery.
I'm not sure if she's that kind of advanced medic, Ratchet. No offence intended of course, Frost.
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*poke, poke, poke* hehehehehehe
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um, dude, uh...
:lswows fingers freeze solid:
too late
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:smiles as Rignaor [RIG-NAh-OR] touchs them with a wing tip and they return to normal: Frost meet Rignaor
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Announcer: A new challenger appears!
Frost:, ooh, this should be interesting. Though I think my elemental attacks will be useless at this point. Have at it Rignaor!
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Ragnaor: if you wish *ball of fire is released in frost's direction as he yawns, Ragnaor lazily turns to face frost properly, his spikes remained flat*
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*Frost folds her wings against her body and throws herself through the flames, using her element to choke the flames of oxygen and put them out instantly. As she flies through the still hot air where the flames where, a pinwheel of drops of liquid oxygen sprays from the dragoness's body and she continues on towards Ragnaor, hurling towards him as a javelin thrown from a ballista.
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*Ragnaor lazily extends his left wing forward and clips Frost to the side as he steps in the oppersite direction, a thin smile appears as he turns to face her*
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*Frost picks herself up off the floor, determined to not be one uped by another person.
Frost(Too herself): He hasn't struck out directly yet, and it seems like every motion was pre-conceived like it was meant too be. I need to think outside the box if I'm going to have a chance.
*Frost takes too the air, aiming towards the ceiling of the chamber.
Frost: OK, If your going to play like that, then come and get me!
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*Ragnaor chuckles and slowly takes to the air, he spits a fire ball targeted above her*
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*Frost barrels through the ball of fire again, leaving a trail of liquid Oxygen in her wake, as she uses the hot air to ascend even higher, finally reaching the ceiling, she latches on, and using her element, freezes the ceiling solid. Then with one swift motion, shatters the slab of rock, sending a thousand sharp jagged shards sailing down at the Astral dragon, and throws herself sailing down at him, jumping from shard to fallen shard, to help propel herself forward.
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*Ragnaor banks lazily and melts the ice in his way, he turns to face her as his spikes start to stand up* so you want to play that game do you? *he waits until the last moment then with his left wing placed as a shield and cased in ice he slams into her*
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*As the dust clears, Frost speaks up.
Frost: Come on, I know it can't have been that easy.
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random question what happens if the sun behind her tactic fails?
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Wasn't supposed to work, it was just supposed to be badass. But I see what you mean. We'll just say that she meant to do that.
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ok, because his astro sight means that doesn't work on him
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Yes, I realized that. If it had, then I would had used it several times by now.
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from now on i shall call her, 'disco ball'
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Frost: What that's it? That's the best you can do?
Blaze: Haha, yeah man, I can do better than that. How about the abominable snowgirl.
Frost: OK Blaze, thanks you can stop now.
Blaze: No,no, Ice Cube!
Frost: all right, we get the picture Blaze.
Blaze: Or maybe...
Frost: I said shut up!
Blaze(Still smiling): Shutting up.
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but she is like a disco ball, cute and harmless
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Frost: You keep telling yourself that.
Harmless my dragon ass!
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the temptation... to say a smartass comment
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*Frost takes the blow too her spiked shoulder, and, forcing the spikes, peirces the dragons wing, rolling to the left, she grabs the dragons horns, and hurtles downwards, grappling with the creature until the two are about fifty feet from the ground, at which time Frost gives one powerful thrust and hurls the astral dragon into the floor, shaking the room, and creating a miniature crater in the stone pavilion, hovering above her opponent with the sun too her back, and throwing light through her translucent spikes and mottled reflections from into her body in a brilliant multi-spectral fashion.
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*Ragnaor chuckles as he flexs his wing* Ragnaor: who needs light to see *he closes his eyes, sits on his hind-quarters and pushes off straight at frost, at point blank range he releases the fire ball that he was building straight at her torso, flaring he send thousands of ice needles covering the area within her wing span, Ragnaor dropped to the ground and landed with his eyes (still closed) locked on to where she was*
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Frost flies backwards from the explosion, the intense heat leaving a large burn mark on her gut. Fortunately, because of the added distance between herself and the celestial dragon, she was able too roll along with the explosion, and avoid most of the Ice Spikes. However, several do clip her wing, one right in the shoulder, where the main muscles were. Landing, she freezes over the shoulder wound, stoppering the bleeding, but left the burn mark as is, deciding that freezing it would slow her down.
Frost: Hellspawn, that's gonna keep me from flying. Guess this is going to go a bit farther than a simple sparring match.
Pounding her foot down on the ground, she freezes the stone over solid. It dosn't affect Ragnaor, but ti helps Frost pick up speed on the ground. Twenty feet from the dragon, she creates a case of armor around herself, made up of slush and compacted snow, almost like a living moving snowball flying accross the ground.
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*Ragnaor lets out a stream of flame as he slides to his right, he turns to keep the stream pointing at her as darts around her, the fire attack stops and he starts to shake/vibrate*
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Frost slides around him, her freezing armor taking the brunt of the attack. Despite the evasion moves, Frost is still able to trace the very point of her blade along his stomach as she passes him. Frost then begins too drop the temperature of the room rapidly. It quickly dives below zero, then negative fifty, then negative one hundred and fifty, all the while, Frost builds a solid domed ice shield around herself, glazing it over with each dropping degree, quickly making it ten feet thick, then twenty. And it still grows ever larger. She waits in preparation for Ragnaor's attack.
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*Ragnaor turns his head slightly aiming just above her head and releases a very narrow beam of concintrated fire, cutting all the way through her dome of ice, leaving a half inch size hole, he dissappears from her sight*
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Frost: Like you said, who needs eyes too fight.
*A blizzard blazes up again. White out conditions ensue, and visibility drops to almost zero. Frost feels Ragnaor in the room.
Frost: Gottcha.
Several Ice Spikes fly out of the fog, aimed at Ragnaor, flying at near super-luminous velocities.
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*Ragnaor chuckles next to her ear as he pulls his aura back and became visible by releasing the stored energy in his body* Ragnaor: that was predictable, but enough for now, do you know why you missed?
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Frost: I could care less weather I missed.
Frost shoots another spike aimed at Ragnaor's forehead.
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*Ragnaor ducks and feels the spike scrape the top of his head*
Ragnaor: Then you won't learn.
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Frost: Who says I haven't already?
*Keeping her place, she pounds the ground with her foot, sending a massive spike up towards the astral dragon.
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*Ragnaor jumped to his right the instant he sensed the ground shift, he sild into the wall with his shoulder and snarled as he reversed the freeze-burn on his left foreleg*
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Frost: Common, you can't be passive for ever. Your gonna have too attack again at some point.
*The blizzard still swirling around them, Frost shoves another spike out of the wall right next too Ragnaor.
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*Ragnaor stood on his back legs to avoid the spike then takes to the air, fire starts to wrap around him*
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*The blizzard flares as frost increases the elemental power committed too it, and then sends jagged spikes all up across the floor, snow swirling around her fluid form. Visibility drops too nothing. Frost begins too form a massive Ice Spike on her right. She hefts it too her shoulder, preparing to through the projectile.
Frost: Gotta time this just right.
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