spiral power.

[belssiah]

He was honestly surprised it took someone this long to call him out on it. Although his memories were a bit fragmented from the Fusion, he remembered both sides of that event perfectly well. Both sides of it, although the motivations were…. hazy at best.

Still, that wasn’t going to stop him from answering the question. Leaning back in the chair he was sat in, he sighed slightly at the phone.

Well. Yes. Also no. It’s complicated, and has alot to do with the Demon world. I’m technically both this sides, the other side’s, and neither of them at the same time.

Demon Fusion was something very complicated, that humans could only get part of a grasp on. Even if they understood the concept completely, they would never know the feeling, and what the result ended up being. Even a Demon couldn’t express it well to one that had never done so before.

To the army thing though I can really only say yes since both me’s had one. And I can’t say either really left things without harm.

[drillism-blog]

  Simon felt mildly conflicted on how to respond -- he couldn’t blame the guy for what his alternate version had done (God knows that he had done just as bad -- maybe even worse), and so he eventually came to the conclusion that there was no reason to base his opinion of the person Kaz was now off of the experiences that he had had with the alternate.   His reply implied as such.

Is that so? We’re on the same side of things, then. Can’t say I blame you for whatever your otherside version did -- from what I keep on remembering, mine did...really crappy things, too.

  The thoughts and images in Simon’s head that had been popping up from time to time ever since that whole fuss ended were...less than pleasant. It left him aghast to realize that someone who looked just like him could do the screwed up things that he had -- and he wondered if Kaz’s alternate had left him feeling similarly.   He supposed the idea that popped into his head then wasn’t a bad one.

Hey, do you want to meet up? I hear that beach is pretty crowded, but it’s a good landmark if you wanna talk about everything that went on. I imagine we’ve both got a lot on our plate to think about, now that that’s all said and done.

[weakstomachstrongheart-blog-dea]

“Huh?”

Ryouta had barely noticed being nudged, and subsequently having all of his food back in his hands. Trying to find food that wouldn’t irritate his stomach was a task in itself. He was drawing up a checklist in his mind of what he’d eaten in the past, what had gone over well… it was dwindling fast. Nowadays it just depended on how his stomach felt that day.

In any case, it’d be foolish to pass up free food. Best to stock up now, especially in the middle of a heatwave…

“It’s fine! Are you okay? The heatstroke is hitting us all pretty hard…” As awkward as it was to be human, heat felt better on skin than feathers.

[drillism-blog]

「Eh? Uh -- yeah, I was just hoping I hadn’t ruined your meal too much with that...good to see you’re not bothered, though. I’d hate to have messed your evening up.」

  Speaking in a mild-mannered voice, Simon did his best to act friendly to this person, as he had hoped that most -- if not all -- people on the beach here would be enjoying themselves together. Turning his head, he stopped short of facing the guy fully, due to the fact that the mere color of the person’s hair confused him. Noticing the eyes, Simon opened his mouth in surprise -- this guy almost looked like Kamina, if only in the color of his physical attributes.   The voice was far off, though -- not that that was difficult to accomplish, Kamina had a very signature boom to his speech -- which led to Simon getting his head straight fairly quickly. The surprise did make for a very obvious reaction, though, which he found himself feeling the need to explain.

「Ah! -- sorry about that, you just...reminded me of my brother. I wonder where the hell he is, actually...」

[drillism-blog]

  While everyone was partying and enjoying themselves on the beach, Simon sat inside Lagann and stared out at the ocean. It had been a long time since he and his friends had had their own little “beach episode” of sorts -- a few years, in fact -- and the memory of it made him a bit worried.   Back then, the moment after everything had settled down, they had had their toughest battle yet -- of course, they overcame it, but the idea that something troublesome might pop up after this event...well, it didn’t leave him feeling like eating or doing much of anything, really.

  The sun was hovering over the water, burning brightly, but the doubt that had stemmed from Simon’s near-death during that last event still ate away at his optimism, albeit slowly.   With a sigh, he forced himself out of Lagann and jogged over to a table bearing a load of free food, and began picking items to eat. Maybe pleasing his appetite would make him feel better.   It just so happened that his footing wasn’t the best, and he accidentally nudged another person’s plate as he moved to grab a fork to eat with. Blinking in surprise, he snapped his fingers, instantly making another platter of the same food appear in the person’s hands.   He noticed that he had forgotten to apology, and hurriedly made to amend that.

「Oh -- sorry about that! I didn’t mean to -- I think I got everything you dropped down there, though.」

[shazyeah-blog-blog]

     “It is awesome, it’s the shaz! I’m too used to seeing people wearing such bland colors that it makes me happy to see someone unique, yanno? I hope y’keep wearin’ it with pride, man!”

[drillism-blog]

「Hah -- thanks. Appreciate it. Have to carry the memories of my friends right here on my back, so it’s good to hear that you like the look of it. Though, I have to ask -- shaz?」

[undyingparagon-blog]

He’d only had this phone for a few days, and never once bothered to use it. Texts circulated, information arrived to him, but the male didn’t give it a second glance. It wasn’t like he could even understand half the words spoken, after all, and those rumors that babes regularly sent out pics were spread by filthy liars.

So Kamina didn’t understand why he felt compelled to read the latest message, or at least give it his best shot. But even he could piece together the name it was sent by, and the key words. It was Simon. And he’d been looking for him.

“HE’S ACTUALLY HERE!”

Voice boomed loud enough to stop an entire street, and carried over half the sector. The man needed to reply, but held no knowledge on writing. The result being, an unfortunate, no named stranger was dragged alongside Kamina, trapped under a broad arm around shoulders and informed that he must reply with the exact words Kamina spoke.

OI OI. SIMON? WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?

Thankfully, Kamina liked to keep it simple. So this stranger had the hopes he would be free to go soon.

[drillism-blog]

  Waiting for some sort of reply -- anything would have been fine, even a jarbled bunch of letters -- felt like some sort of extreme mental torture. Luckily, Simon had something else to occupy his time with -- he was messing with Lagann’s radar to pick up any traces of Spiral energy around; lo and behold, results were nigh-instant.   A brilliant flash of green light burst from the back of Simon’s mech as he took to the skies, and he headed straight to the first blip on the map. Just a few klicks away was his brother.   On the way there, Simon received a reply -- to which he could only grin at the sight of. All things considered, it was perfectly in-character for who had sent it. Though it did confuse him for a moment -- how could his bro have written that? -- he didn’t dwell on it, instead focusing on landing now that he had reached his target location.   A soft touch-down on the ground completed, the green power sputtered out around Lagann, and all was still for a moment. Then, the carapace that kept Simon hidden and protected slid back, and there he was -- a signature wide smirk on his face and determined eyes staring straight at the man he’d been wanting to see.

「I’m right here, bro.」 He said confidently, as a sort of reply to the text he had received. 「Been wondering when the hell you’d arrive for good. Feels great to see you here.」

[drillism-blog]

undyingparagon

  It wasn’t very often that Simon checked his phone -- there simply weren’t enough people that he knew in the city who he felt inclined to talk to. Despite that, a stroke of chance led him to eventually be skimming the nigh-endless list of people in the city -- happening upon a certain name. One that was very familiar with him -- one that he’d been hoping to see for ages, ever since he realized it was possible.   With fast fingers pressing keys all over the screen of the phone, Simon rapidly typed up a message, to which he hoped a response would soon come.

  Bro? That you? It’s me -- Simon. Where are you? Can we meet up?

[drillism-blog]

belssiah

  On the rare occasion that Simon decided to sleep in his apartment, he of course would have to go through the front entranceway and pass the TV in the living room. For whatever reason, a roommate or someone else with bad manners left the thing running. Simon felt it was inappropriate to leave it on -- being raised underground, where electricity was precious, he had an innate energy conservationist in him -- and reached towards the power button to turn it off.   But -- before he did turn off this “Citta Slam” program, a face flashed on the screen, one that he recognized immediately. It wasn’t as grievously-set as it was before, but Simon was still momentarily stunned, jumping back and stumbling over his coattails. As he landed on his butt, he caught a flash of a name as part of the credits -- Kazuya, was it?   Simon pulled out his phone and slowly went through the listed names in the universal contact list on there, eventually reaching the guy who he’d just seen and tentatively typed out a message.

You’re not the guy who sent a demon army out to attack the city, right? Please tell me you’re not.

[shazyeah-blog-blog]

     “Hey, that’s some chill-ass gear you’re wearin’!”

[drillism-blog]

「This jacket? It’s pretty awesome, yeah. Not handing it over to anyone, though.」

[drillism-blog]

「That...that was so not me.」 

[belssiah]

The attack of the large toy had power, that was true. It was much higher in scope than something like a sword or a bullet. Yet it was still the same as those. An attack of physical nature. It required contact, it required force. 

And such attacks were nothing to Abel.

The massive spinning drill moved towards the boy’s head. With the cape flapping at the wind formed from the drill, he stood. Completely still. His eyes did not blink, his body did not twitch. And as it hit his head, the first, defaulted defense activated. 

Physical Drain. As powerful as the attack was, something like this, to him, was nothing. It was a benefit, healing the small wounds he had been inflicted.

And soon he would switch from Drain, to Reflect. The power of the attack was great, and to many others, would have done much. That force, in its entirety, was sent back at the robot. Every bit of it returned to its user.

But that wasn’t enough. And Abel wasn’t going to let it end there anyway.

“So, let me ask ya a question. Ya know what happens when you get enough of an electrical charge around a machine? An Electro magnetic field builds up. Know what happens when that gets big enough? The same thing that happens to a human when you stab them.

It dies.”

With the activation of Maziodyne, the area in its entirely was electrified. Abel was uncertain if it would harm the one in control, but he was certain it would create enough of a field to slow the toy. It wasn’t as strong as the UEM Field, but it was certainly enough.

And finally, he moved. He thrust his foot into the ground, and jumped, cracking the place he had been before. In the air, he unleashed another skill. 

Multi-Strike. Within a moment several thrusts of his fist were unleashed, directly at the head of the over sized action figure. the thing certainly had durability, as it didn’t fully shatter with his hit. But it did dislodge the head from the body, the drilled bottom that connected the two being plucked out of it.

Standing on the fallen form of the body of the robot, Abel clapped. It was a mocking clap, but still one that showed he was impressed.

“Not too bad. You’re thing’s pretty strong. Wish I had it back in that hell hole. But you just don’t get it. Lemme tell ya what someone explained to me once.

Man is subservient by nature. You crave to be ruled and controlled. That’s why you form government, that’s why you worship in religions, that’s why you band together in yer communities. You’re all weak. And you need someone strong to tell you what to do. 

I’m here to give you that rule. I’m the thing you pathetic, weak humans are looking for. I’m stronger than any of ya could ever hope to be. So now you don’t have to worry about seemin like ya gave up. Ya can’t hold a candle to me anyway, so what’t the point in tryin? The world’s already surrendered to me where I come from. I’m just addin more to the pile at this point. I love havin more toys after al! Kekekekekeke.”

[drillism-blog]

  In all truth, Simon was kind-hearted. He knew when he had to take down enemies, and had indeed killed before in his life - but despite that, he had difficulties imagining having to do that as a rule.   An end where no one had to die, and everyone’s dreams could be carried out - that sort of thing was ideal.   Which was why, from the start of this fight, he’d been unconsciously holding back. And that’s what doomed him.   Damage counters were going crazy the moment the kid in front of him had done something. Simon couldn’t tell. In terms of pure physical, brute damage, there was really nothing that could stand up to Gurren Lagann’s drill. But, to have all that turned back on him...

「Damn it! I fell for it again - shit!」

  ...Was disheartening, to say the least. He had hope, though. But even that was strained by the words that he could barely make out between all the beeping.

Am I...going to die here? I haven’t even reached anything close to what I’ve done before, there’s no way...!

  Despite his determination, Simon was caught by surprise at the forced dismemberment of Gurren and Lagann. Gritting his teeth and bearing the mental strain of it all, he fell back into space, spinning around without control.   He reminded himself that he could impose the rule of a “gravitational floor” on himself, and instantly did so. But even then, it was too late to counter what had been done. Would this end in Gurren Lagann’s defeat? Would mankind’s greatest hero really be broken here?   No.   Simon refused.   The thing in front of him made it plain that he wasn’t going to attack while making his speeches. That gave Simon time to recuperate, but even so - even so, he...   He had nothing. The only thing that came to mind was to run, get back to the other world and warn someone who was merciless enough to take on someone like this all on their own - but of course, that was folly.   He had another idea in mind.   While the man was laughing, Simon stood up in Lagann. The final attack that he could perform. This would be it.

「Like I said - humans...」

  He jumped. Surpassing the speed of sound, light, and even thought - just for a moment - he leapt, turned Lagann in midair, and turned the bottom into a drill once more. With all the force that he could muster, Simon dug into the man. He didn’t care if he took damage from the countering effect. That wasn’t what he was aiming for.

「...Aren’t your toys!!」

  Instantly - the world they’d fought in vanished. Or rather, Simon himself cracked open it once more, Lagann ending up drilling into the roof of Sector 1′s apartments.   Exhausted, Simon doubled over in pain, drenched in sweat.   His last resort was to try and lock the guy in between dimensions. Even if it worked for only a time, he had, at the last moment, slowed down time within that place so that it would take days to act out what would normally take seconds.   It was the only way.

[monadogod-blog]

♔ — Zanza’s large golden wings of light slowly flapped behind him as the matching halo turned circles atop his head. His arms were loose beside him, save for his Monado which he held firmly in one gloved hand. 

“Looks are not everything.”

Even as the stranger spoke, his position remained unchanged. There was no reason for the god to be scared– he was god. He was power. Besides, this man didn’t look nor talk imposingly. If the blond’s voice did not reveal his annoyance, then his face certainly did.

“You are a waste of my time and are in my way.”  — ♔

[drillism-blog]

「Looks are a measure of a man’s soul. A good way to measure it, at least. If you can’t stick out your chest proud, there’s not much of a point in having power. Pretty stupid if you ask me.」

  The thing in the floating guy’s hands seemed like it could be dangerous - but if it wasn’t, this would be no fun now, would it? As a result, he decided to match it. Simon took his blade out of its sheath, tossing the scabbard behind him. In terms of pure cutting power, his own sword would now rival that of whatever that sword had.

「Waste of time, eh? Let me show you, then - the power of the human race, and why you shouldn’t take us lightly. Blocking out the skies by using yourself as a shield was the worst thing you could pull on yourselves.」

  Immediately after saying that, Simon stabbed forward. However, the strike wouldn’t come from the glowing man’s front - no no, it came from behind. Having casually torn apart the fabric of space, he made the sword come from behind, aiming to hit the man in the nape of his neck. Simon didn’t want to waste his energy flying, and it was more surprising - entertaining, even - to fight this way. To start a fight, at least.

[drillism-blog]

TO All Contacts of fake-ass “normal” Hive City FROM Simon Jeeha

Your phones are bad and you should feel bad. Never learned how to use telepathy? Your evolution game is weak.

[drillism-blog]

monadogod

  Simon was a well of energy at this point, and wasn’t bothering to hide it. Quite literally, there was energy bursting out of every pore of his body, giving him the image like a star that had red energy burning out from it.   Needless to say, it made him pretty easy to see, especially during the night like this. He was doing it mostly to scare people off, and so he could find out who the real big guns were - and it seemed he caught the attention of someone else who had similar ideas.

「Yo. That thing you’re holding - looks pretty impractical, but it’s still a sword. Let’s have at it. I ain’t takin’ no for an answer.」

[drillism-blog]

genesismaiden​

  As determined as he was to blast this imitation city to the next dimension, Simon was not one to go out of his way to get rid of kids, girls, or people who hadn’t done much to bother him. This girl in front of him fit the bill for all of those, and as a result, instead of drawing his sword, he side eyed her in passing and then began to walk away.

「Get to a blast shelter and live out the last of your life with those you like. It’s the least you can do.」

[drillism-blog]

kakumeirose

  Simon, after Kamina’s untimely death, had taken that favored katana of his and pushed his body to the limits to master it. Everyone in the other city was too inadequate for his tastes, and he could have them on their knees way too quickly for his liking.   There was little capability to train on that side - but here, there was likely to be a whole new medley of folks that he could test his steel on.   One woman in particular caught his eye, mostly due to the fact that with that body of hers, he didn’t imagine her to be much of a fighter - but the way she carried a sword made it all too obvious.   It was enticing, even.   In a flash of green light, he appeared in front of her, smirking with fervor as he readied himself for what he hoped would be a good fight. Placing his sheathed sword directly in front of him as a sign of wanting a duel, he made it evident just how blunt he was going to be about this whole thing.

It better be. If I cut her in two before it’s gotten fun, I’ll be disappointed.

「You can tell, right? What I’m looking for. Prepare yourself.」

[belssiah]

As the drill came towards him, Abel did not even move. As it passes his head, his hair and cape fluttered, yet he was unfazed by it completely. He did raise an eyebrow at the appearing cracks however. It reminded him of the portals caused by summoning Demons, and the gate that formed over the Hills building on the seventh day. So it was not a surprise to him when they ended up alone, in a vacant space.

“I’m a little impressed, I’ll give ya that. Takes alot to rip apart a dimension. But lemme give you some information ya seem to be missin.”

With a wave of his hand, the area was alight with flame. A circle surrounded both of them, the glow illuminating the Overlord’s face, and enhancing the red of his eyes. He stood with one hand still covered in flame, and another sparked with electricity.

“You humans are nothing more than dirt compared to me. You know what your planet is in my war? Just a friggin stepping stone! You bow before me, or you die. And guess what? Once ya go to Hell, I’m the one callin the shots there too! You think your safe under God? The bitch is gonna be dead within a year! Earth, Heaven and Hell will all be mine! I’m the King of Fricken Bel! Ain’t no one that can stop me!”

From the other hand, Abel launched a large pillar of lightning at the robot. He’d learned a thing or two from the lock down, and one of them was how to ruin a machine. But first he wanted to see just what it could do. It had been a long while since he’d had a good fight after all. And maybe he could get it from this. For a little while at least.

“You’re an ant, a flea, a microscopic bug. But hey, I’m a good guy. Let’s see if ya can rise above your subterranean existence. Not like you’ll ever reach my highs anyway!”

[drillism-blog]

  The HUD surrounding Simon was going crazy measuring the power levels floating within the space between dimensions. Even if it was just these two, both of them were pushing the limits that restricted them even now.   Simon dreaded to think about how things would go if the both of them were completely uncapped--what would happen then?   He didn’t wanna dwell on it.   Pushing those thoughts out of his head, he focused entirely on the enemy in front of him. With every word this guy said, Simon couldn’t help but be more and more angry with him. Their logic and ideology were too far apart.

「Humans aren’t dirt. Humans are humans, and I’ll be damned if I can’t be proud of that fact! And Earth is our home - I won’t take any insults towards it. I was born and raised on that planet you call a stepping stone, and if you’re gonna try and trample on it, I’ll drill you from the soles of your feet all the way until I get to your head!   Don’t look down on mankind, you bastard!   We’ll decide our own fate, cut our own path, and no eternal fate bullcrap is gonna get in the way of that. I ain’t headed to hell once I kick the bucket, I’m headed to the skies - not because of any God, but because that’s where I want to go.」

「And I’m not bowing - not you, not to anyone! I’ll take you up on that offer, then, just you watch me!」

  Gurren Lagann sprang into action instantly after that. It took Simon a lot to focus on it, but he recalled the final battle he had had between himself and the Antispiral.

Remember the speed - go infinitely faster than anything ever could, even light!

  Immediately following that thought, the black realm glowed with light - shining off of Gurren Lagann. And yet, not even a second later, Simon was straight in front of his enemy, his drill moving far too fast for any light to even catch onto him.

「Eat this!」

  And with all the force he could muster, he slammed the thing straight into what he believed to be the face of the one maintaining the demon army.

[littnerbug-blog]

Sɪʟʟʏ Bᴏʏ﹗ || drillism & littnerbug [RECKONER event]

drillism

[littnerbug-blog]

Yoko walked quickly through the large city streets of Hive. She had followed a few of her friends into the new area to check it out. That probably wasn’t one of their better ideas… But it was hard not to become curious about a different place that just showed up! Of course they had to check it out! Maybe that was invasive- were they invaders? Oh, who cared. But now she was lost and things felt all turned around. She just wanted to see one of her friends. “Nia, Simon, Kamina… Anyone..?” Yoko brought her hands up, they were balled into fists as she looked around like a lost puppy. 

She briskly turned a corner she finally bumped into someone she knew, or so she thought anyway. “Simon!” She smiled and tossed herself at him, quickly latching onto one of his arms. “I was sooo worried! I had no idea where you had run off too, silly boy!” She giggled. It was sickeningly sweet. 

Yoko looked around, “Where are the others?” She looked up at him, bringing herself closer and closer still. She was clingy to say the least. “We should probably get out of here, Simon. Don’t you agree? You dooo right~?” The redhead sent a wink his way and started tugging on his sleeve. 

[drillism-blog]

「Silly boy? I think that kind of talk - furthermore, that worry - is far more prudish than I could ever be. You should know that, Yoko.」

  In a voice far more blunt than his other Hive’s counterpart could speak, as well as just of a different tone in general - Simon smirked at Yoko with his uncovered eyes glowing green.   Things were getting interesting on this side of the city. Unlike before, he could finally make his way to the sky and attack those who would eventually become a threat - hell, not even eventually at this point. Simon had heard news of a counter attack headed his city’s way before he teleported to the other side in an instant.

「I don’t know where anyone is, and I ain’t gonna bother. They’re all strong enough to handle themselves, right? I’ve just gotta focus on getting rid of this city entirely. No need to rush, though, from all I’ve seen - these people are nothing to worry about. Weaklings, really. I bet they wouldn’t even be able to handle a single good missile I send their way.」

  With those words tossed into the air, Simon made a finger pistol, green energy violently swirling around before coalescing into a blinding shine, after which a bit of metal was floating above his fingers. That in itself grew outwards, larger and larger, up until it was five times his length.   Somehow still floating, he flicked it casually and sent it flying through the sky, grinning while he watched it get sent into the other Sector.

「Wait for it - another second...boom. Ain’t that spectacular?」

  Almost high on the power he’d been allowed due to the events taking place, Simon was giddy to test his limits. He took a glance at Yoko, wondering what she thought about this whole deal. She didn’t seem like she was too combat ready at the moment, but he wouldn’t mind either way, so long as he could blast this city into oblivion.