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Angel of Deceit Archer         Since: 04-15-05 From: I thought you knew thats why I asked. Since last post: 7078 days Last activity: 6988 days |
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| Oni the angel of death comes forth from the shadows.
"Welcome to my world of darkness. I challenge the one and only Middle Weight Champion. I advise you to be prepared for I will win and you will suffer in eternal darkness. Death will come to all and after all I am the master of death, or you could say 'Death"itself. MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" Oni slips into the shadows waiting for his opponent to arrive. Name: Oni "Angel of Death" or "Death" Age: .... Type: Angel/Death Description: unknown Weapon: Scythe Abilities:hmmm....you'llfind out...MWAHHAHAHAHA!!! (Last edited by Oni on 06-02-05 01:07 AM) |
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Rauni Since: 08-14-04 Since last post: 1545 days Last activity: 1545 days |
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| OFF: Can’t I just get a decent break? This entire international champion belt post is getting too old for me… I am going to set up a rule after this battle. And need something new too… Not just some lame post with “Mwa ha ha ha ha” going on.
Beowulf came out with a gentle expression on his face. His blonde hairs stick outward on his right side, but on the left side, flow downward to his shoulder. His gentle green eyes locked on to Oni, but the look on his face could not be described too easy. It is as he was normal satisfaction but also expressed in hatred too. He stood still, looking at the surrounding, seeing how he could fit in easily without ease. He tilts his head downward, and places his right demonic claws over his mouth, shaking with laughter… “What a horrible speech… Calling yourself Death is completely cowardliness. You will never compare to the very secret of his power, and thus you mock him of everything… Death is no more then a mere guide, only to be at peace and patient of everything. You are no death itself, for that, not only you won’t get anything, but you failed to impress me of you being death.” Beowulf gave him a moment to take his deep breaths. He looks at Oni with a void in his every eye, giving unease and a cold presence of eternal damnation. The atmosphere around him changed so bizarrely cold and unusual. Beowulf’s gentle and patient behavior have not only changed but somewhat, he felt the fire burning within his hearts. He extends his 4 wings out, showing an eye on each one. Each eye on the wing is very demonic like, and they seem to be looking at Oni with a cold gaze. Beowulf gave himself a short giggle. “What’s so sad is that… Death isn’t everything… You, not only mock of Death itself, but also realize that you just want to make yourself feel superior. Perhaps nothing may change your mind, except for you to see the complete death of yourself. I will never see my own death, yet I still will be living for the pain of eternality. Call yourself the Angel of Death, call yourself Death, it doesn’t mean anything. Hell, this whole body I am using doesn’t even have a name.” Beowulf gave a last cold smile. His eye gave a little feeling of eternal nothingness. “Hmp… Just because you call yourself death doesn’t mean I will get going easy on you. You mock of everything, for that… You will, no doubt, lead to your own demises. I have no life to remember, only just a mere body to use. If I seek for pain, I will see one. If I seek for my peace, I will get one. Until everyone want everything out of me…” |
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Angel of Deceit Archer Since: 04-15-05 From: I thought you knew thats why I asked. Since last post: 7078 days Last activity: 6988 days |
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| Oni looked upon his enemy. Thinking to him self,"Why is it that everyone mistakes me for a fake death and says im mocking him...aparently they have no clue of what is going on."
"Beowulf! You think you know everything about me but you don't. You have no clue of who I am or how I do things! Thats the mistake everyone has made, that has lead them to their grave! Moving at an inhuman speed Oni moved to Beowulf's side. Placing his hands up against Beowulfs ear he wispered. "I always get my way, and I also have a strong feeling that your going to have a great time in the afterlife. Don't worry I'll send you some guests too...that way yall can throw a party." Oni backed away from Beowulf, putting an evil grin on his face. "Well now lets have some fun shall we!" Oni stood in front of Beowulf waiting to here his reply. "You know you could always just give in and I'll rid you of your life quick and not painful." |
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Rauni Since: 08-14-04 Since last post: 1545 days Last activity: 1545 days |
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| Beowulf gave a look over to Oni, chuckling at him. Beowulf moves his hand and push back his hairs.
“Apparently, you don’t know much about me either. I try looking for my own death, I try to die but all I ever did was grow darker day by day. And what I realized that I can’t even see death until what really chose me to die. As you see, I continue to look for my missing life, what I have done so wrong that I can’t even avoid death…” A soft chill wind blows around Beowulf, like a small tornado was about to begin at his feet. His wings began to flickers slowly, and his gentle mood seems to slowly change over time. He felt a small presence of evil or anger, something he felt dark of, rising in his own body. He looks at Oni, giving a little laugh to himself. His eye closed and his face seem somewhat human-like, like if he was retaining himself from something. He smiles at Oni, even at the face of what he may think is Death itself. “If you desire something of my souls, you have to find it first. Because I don’t have it, and I do not has any precious life neither to remember nor to keep. However, this body is very tinted, this spirit is impurity, and this mind is never controlled or thinks independently. The whole body control itself, as I can’t do it. Only you will see why I can’t die…” Beowulf, keeping his patient and cool-head, look at Oni with a straight sad face, tilting his head forward, like if he was getting ready to fight. Knowing that he was bound to his other ego, he wait patiently to see how his lost life could be the death of him… That if he didn’t know he was already dead before… He smile with uneasiness and wait for his opponent. |
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Angel of Deceit Archer Since: 04-15-05 From: I thought you knew thats why I asked. Since last post: 7078 days Last activity: 6988 days |
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| "Ok enough talking lets get this started."
Oni looked at Beo with an evil smirk on his face. He stuck his hand into his chest pulling out and enormous Scythe. Raising his scythe above his head Oni's smile grew wider. "Im sure you're gonna love this Beo," Oni shouted. The wind grew louder and faster, the sky grew dark and clouds filled the air. A drizzle started to come down from the sky, except it wasn't normal rain. It was a redish color, the color of blood. The blood started pouring down harder and harder until the ground was over flowing with it. "I hope you like our new setting. I know I will." Oni looked at Beo once more, giving his evil smirk again. "I hope your not afraid of the dark and I hope blood doesn't make you sick. Because if it does your in for one heck of a ride!" Oni stood there looking at Beo. The blood on the ground was flowing under Oni's feet staining the tips of his long black cloak. "Well what are we waiting for come on you fool!" Oni lowered his arms to his side and placing his head to the side, waiting for Beo to make his first move. (Last edited by Oni on 06-08-05 08:26 PM) |
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Rauni Since: 08-14-04 Since last post: 1545 days Last activity: 1545 days |
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| Beowulf looks at the dark sky. He felt a small liquid hit his right check, leaving small red ooze down his cheek. His eyes began to get caught up with the dark cloud and his eyes seem to be somewhat blank, like a void just consume him whole. He tilts his heads downward to position and face directly at Oni. His face seem a little with expression, but all could be tell that he was not happy. The rain cover Beowulf with blood, making Beowulf soaked in blood.
“Innocent blood?” He speak so softly, it sound more like a sad 16-year old whisper. “You can’t… Why do you call yourself, ‘Death’, when you just did was not only wrong, but doing this for fun too?” Beowulf’s eyes was full of rage, but he kept control of his anger. If he knew correctly about what he is dealing with, he would have all of the patient time in the world and would actually expose of his opponent. He gave a look to Oni, a blank and soulless look, and didn’t want to express his face. Feeling like he was at a sacred sanctuary, Beowulf look more relaxed then he was just a few moments ago. Beowulf look down on the ground, seeing the ground in covered by blood. He looks at Oni, giving a smile, a demonic smile. “If you are truly death itself, shall a weak being start second, not first? You call yourself, Death, but thy tongues will only show that you are speaking only a mere lies for yourself. A devil? I think not. There are no deaths in this mere world, or a place to rest in peace. Thou think you are death himself? Doust think that you have all of the power in a world of your own, when you merely want only one thing that you can never have?” After a smile, Beowulf stood there while the blood on his face and body began to flow downward. He rubs his clothes with his face to keep the blood out of his face. He gently smiles. “Impatient, are you? If you are truly death, you would have to wait to claim your prize.” |
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