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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^          Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5337 days Last activity: 4818 days |
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| ????: HELLO ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to this WORLD EVENT!!!!!!!!!
THE START OF THE ANCIENTS TOURNAMENT!!!! ::A Slinder young woman made her way into the ring, she had dark brown hair, with two blonde streeks for bangs that covered her eyes:: MY NAME IS AYLA STRIFE, and I will be your host in these set of events The first round of fights will take place on this circular ring of stone, no restrictions on where you may go. Our cammera's will moniter everything that tranpires between you both......MAY THE BEST FIGHTER WIN Desroth vs Night ((as my beautiful Ayla said, no restrictions on where you can go. Give it your all fighters)) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest  Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| *As the last words left Ayla's lips, small pyre spirits flamed to life. For a while, there were only 1 or 2, floating around aimlessley, but more appeared. Soon, about 50 had just mysteriously appeared. They floated in a circle for a minute, before they all stopped. They hung there as if something had hypnotized them. They all converged into a small door way of sorts, their flames linking as one giant errie dark purple flame door. A outline could be seen beyond the door, a person (a male) about 5'7 was walking towards the door. When he exited the door way, the sun poured onto his face. His shoulder length plantnium silver hair seemed to glow, as his pure silver eyes drifted around the battle field. They seem to be seeing beyond what a normal eye could see. His face held soft, gentle features, almost had a tinge of femine lines in his cheek bones and the shape of his eyes, but not enough to make you think that he had femine features. His usual armor had been replaced. Instead, he had on a white garment, quite like what a X-Law would wear but without their insignia. Although it did not look demon made, it was. It was imbued with special properties that made its protective qualites that of a full suit of 2 inch thick diamond, but without all the weight. It was specially tailored for this tournament, and he was itching to test its defensive power. On his right hand ring finger, there was a strange uknown ring. It looked almost like a diamond, but it was pitch black with hints of purple, and a internal red glow. Desroths swords were no where to be seen on his person, but that did not mean he was defenseless. He stood there, putting the wait on his right leg, waiting for Night to show up so this fight could get started...*
Come on already, lets get this party started.. |
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Leviathan Magician  Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| (I managed to convince my boss to give me a lunch break today. Good news: I'm going to eat more than a 6" sandwich today (a rare thing). Bad news: I have to be back in about 15 minutes. Provided i get the extention, i will edit this post tomorrow with a reply. My thanks go out to my surprisingly understanding opponant.) | |||
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5337 days Last activity: 4818 days |
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| I have granted Levi the Extension | |||
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Leviathan Magician Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| From above, it was almost beautiful. Streaks of azure and green that burst through a crowning sphere of hazy white, dazzling patterns and shapes that the poor souls below would never behold. It was a uniquely beautiful planet. And a uniquely bare planet.
There were energies, of course. There always were. But there was nothing that called out. Nothing that screamed out through the distance "Here i am! I am what the weak fear and the strong worship! I am to be felt!" "No matter" he said quietly to himself. Perhaps there were no great powers...but below, on that particular looking patch of green, a gathering had begun. Strength or no strength...power or no power...conquest was conquest. From the insurmountable blackness of space, he descended. Flame spread across his darkened form, heat beyond reckoning. Gravity..friction..the sharp scent of burnt atmosphere..and then he was below that hazy white, gazing steadly down towards his goal. Even from there he could see it..a circle of stone, and a man who stood within. "The first round of fights will take place on this circular ring of stone, no restrictions on where you may go. Our cameras will moniter everything that transpires between you both......MAY THE BEST FIGHTER WIN Desroth versus Night!" He smiled. Already they awaited him. Men and woman had gathered to be witness to conflict...and a man of silver and white stood in anticipation of his own demise. All in all, it was rather amusing. There they were, all but welcoming him with open arms...a being that was, unknown to them, making a return visit. From his perch high above the gathering he could see what had become of the little orb...the lengths to which his experiment had progressed. For a brief moment, he wondered if they still used the name Lucifer. The next, he knew to what extent they did. It was fitting, really. With these thoughts lingering he redoubled his downward plummet. Closer the stone circle grew..closer still... The impact was deafening. For a moment the arena was filled with thick, cloud-like smoke, and as it cleared the vauge silhouette of a figure came into view. A man of average height and build...nothing spectacular, or even notible. But as the last of the haze faded, it became clear that neither of those words held true. The crowd, previously silent in a unanimous held breath, sighed equally unanimous "ohh"s. There was no crator, no burnt earth, not a single sign of the thunderous strike that had taken place seconds before. Only a "man" covered from head to toe in a midnight cloak, every hint of his face hidden within the shadows of a raised hood. Thin tendrils of steam rose from the black fabric..or rather, from around it. The etheric wisps flowed less than half an inch above the being..but, as if in fear of its very presence, avoided the touch of the cloak. "Allow me introduce myself." the figure spoke abruptly, its voice deep and surprisingly clear. "I am God." Beneath his hood, he grinned. A grand joke indeed...though it had been true since shortly after the world's birth. He turned towards "Desroth", unseen eyes moving casually over him in appraisment. "Hello there, boy. You're first this time around, eh? Well then..get moving." |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| Calling me a boy? Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk I would guess. You must be from the Ancient Kingdom, not many can fall like that and not scorch or break the ground. So, your Night huh? Not very awe inspiring to me, but looks arent everything.. I guess you can make the first move since it took you so long to get here...
*Desroth stood patiently, waiting for the attack to come.* |
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Leviathan Magician Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| "Calling me a boy? Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk I would guess. You must be from the Ancient Kingdom, not many can fall like that and not scorch or break the ground. So, your Night huh? Not very awe inspiring to me, but looks arent everything.. I guess you can make the first move since it took you so long to get here..."
Beneath the masking shadows of his hood, Night grinned. "Ancient Kingdom...something like that, yes." A small, deep laugh, little more than a chuckle, filled the arena. Ancient Kingdom indeed. It was obvious that Normantious' tale had not yet reached this place. After all, they thought him some ancient demon...how quaint. Another quick glance at the crowd..this time, something caught his eye. A rather "attractive" woman with brown and honey blond hair who lingered closer to the arena than the rest. Ayla Strife. In what seemed like a single step, the blink of an eye, he closed the gap between them and stood face to face with the woman. With equal speed his right hand shot out, a blur of black and gold, and was around her neck. The next instant, it was gone. Ayla stood unharmed...but not unchanged. A thin gold chain hung 'round her graceful neck, drawn downwards by an eight-pointed star of transparent blue crystal that now sat just below her throat. "A gift. Stand back now, Ayla...we wouldn't want our announcer caught in wayward magics, now would we?" Quite shaken, she did not stop to protest. She simply disappeared within the silenced masses, carefully fingering the small pendant as she went. Another blink and Night stood as he did before, facing the man known as Desroth. Once more his right hand thrust forward, stopping half-extended towards his foe. Removed from his cloak, it was revealed to be covered in strangely organic golden metal, thick rune-covered strands like roots of an ancient oak that wound their way into the inky black of the concealing fabric. Within that blackness, set perfectly on his forearm, rings within rings of colored stones flashed. After a moment they ceased, all but two fading to slightly hued grey. A single gem the intense orange and red of flame...and a single gem the haunting shade of the abyss. 'Fire, is it? And...well look at that. Well now boy...how would you like to live forever?" Another laugh. Night moved his hand to the left, palm inwards, just above his shoulder. A small orb of light blue energy gathered at each fingertip, slowly rippling and churning. Though almost impossible to percieve each sphere ebbed and flowed as the tide, marked with countless small breakers and waves. He spread his fingers and addressed his foe once more. "Never mind." With that he swept his hand outward towards Desroth. As it travelled a thin, wide blade of light azure energy trailed, streaking the air in the wake of his gauntlet. The sweep halted just past his right shoulder, and as it did the five blades spread and were released. (Technical info: Five blades of water or "aqua" energy. Stacked roughly 1 1/2 feet apart, and roughly 7 1/2 feet high. Width is 14 feet across. Speed is sub-sonic, roughly 400 fps (feet per second). This isn't really a "power" attack...in fact, a few inches of properly mixed/forged mythril would reduce them to nothing but a rather painful blunt impact (and some rather poor-looking armor after impact). Anything less...it slices, it dices, and it really, really kills you. Theoretically. By the way...i hope you realize the limitations of a Diamond defense. Whether real diamond or simply enchanted to offer similar protection..it is severely lacking. Your average .45 round could easily clear the brunt of 2 inches, if not completely penetrate..and these things pack significantly more of a punch.) (Leon..no physical harm, and the necklace has absolutely no negative effect. Hell..it has no effect on her at all. Not an attack, and thus a DQ will not be required.) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| OOC: I have to ask for a extension here, just so all know. I am busy at work, picking Shanan up from his damn bitchy job coach, and going to grandmothers house to see my aunt who i see once every 3 years just about. Ill be off of work and free by Saturday, so if you would, dont DQ me if i dont post. Im just to busy at the moment, with outside influences and the title fight (yeah, the title is a little more important then a tourney.) I will try to post either today or tommorow if i have a chance to. I may have some time tommorow, but i will definatley have time on Saturday to post. Thank You!! | |||
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Leviathan Magician Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| I'd like to go ahead and give my support for the extention as his opponent. As far as i'm concerned, he can take as long as he needs.
I know how unexpected things can disrupt a fight like this. Get back to it when you can Des..otherwise, no worries. edit Leon: Extension Granted (Last edited by Leon D. Sagara on 08-04-05 11:32 PM) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| *Desroth watches the attacks home in on his position, as he just stands there. The attack gets within 10 feet of him, as he suddenly moves into action. His personel sword, Arzul, appears in his right hand, as he slices the aqua energy in half. The result made the energy disapated harmlessly around him.*
Diamond or not, it does have more properties then just that. Oh, and so you know, super heated hell flame energy can easily counter aqua energy. Science tells us that heat makes water evaporate, and well, hell flame is the hottest flame in existence. Thats not to say hotter flames existed, but they dont now. *Desroth walks to a pillar of rock and leans against, his hair covers his left eye slightly. The sword had disappeared again, and he crossed his arms. He looked Night up and down again, his eyes seeing past his armor and such. He was sensing the inner soul of the opponent, trying to see how he would react and what type of person he is.* Im supposing that wasnt even a fraction of your power right then? You were testing me to see what I could do, right? Well, thats not a problem with me really. But there is one thing that is bothering me. You know a lot of information on me, yet I seem to know really nothing. I think it would be only fair to know exactly what im dealing with here since you already know what your dealing with. Dont worry, im sure we got some time for this, and dont worry, im not really the type to attack you while you talk. *Desroth closed his eyes as he looked upwards, the clouds lazily dragged by as birds chirped and flew overhead. It was a perfect day for two such warriors to fight it out.* Then again, we could just start dukeing it out if you wanted to. I have more patience in this form of myslef then the other, so talk away if you want to... |
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Leviathan Magician Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| (That depends completely on what existance you're talking about. Hell..meh. Besides..just a bit of historical info.."hell" was originally quite cold. Pre-christian demonology tells us that demons rarely surface on the earth because they have a distaste for the heat, at least when compared to their natural enviornment.)
A simple yet blindingly fast swing of a hell-born blade...and his attack was no more. He had expected something with a bit more flash..but the defense told him what he wanted to know well enough. A suddenly appearing blade...remarkable speed..for a moment, he wondered if beings like this knew how completely they revealed themselves. Night's eyes did not follow his opponent as he moved towards one of the sparse stone pillars that jutted forward from beneath. Nor did he have need too. He felt the passing of the blade as it slid into another world, and moreso he felt the probing mind of his foe. Never one to disappoint, he opened an insiginificant amount of himself up for prying "eyes" to see. What his opponent found was almost beyond description. He did not sense an energy..a mind..a soul. He sensed countless trillions. It was not merely a world that his mind met..not merely a universe. It seemed like everything..and so much more. "Im supposing that wasnt even a fraction of your power right then? You were testing me to see what I could do, right? Well, thats not a problem with me really. But there is one thing that is bothering me. You know a lot of information on me, yet I seem to know really nothing. I think it would be only fair to know exactly what im dealing with here since you already know what your dealing with. Dont worry, im sure we got some time for this, and dont worry, im not really the type to attack you while you talk." Night did not reply. He simply stood, his eyes glancing past the point were Desroth had once stood. "Then again, we could just start dukeing it out if you wanted to. I have more patience in this form of myself than the other, so talk away if you want to..." A blatant request..a blatent invitation. He was not about to refuse. "A fraction of my power? I believe you can feel a 'fraction' for yourself. That was nothing but a simple ploy to cause you to reveal more of yourself. Quite successful, i might add." It was only then that Night turned towards his foe. "As to what you are dealing with.." He reached up and grasped the edges of his hood. As he did so, two orbs of electric blue light pierced its shadowed depths. He pulled it back. The features revealed were startlingly fine, almost elven in their definition. This was betrayed, however, by the tone of his skin. Beyond white, it was an extremely light yet somehow rich shade of grey. Rows of small spikes that could only be bone rose from his high cheekbones, a much deeper shade of grey than his flesh. A thinnish nose, yet not severe..proudly set chin..and luminecient silver hair that flowed from the confines of his cloak down his back. But his most remarkable features..the ones that hinted at the truth of him..were his eyes. Pure black, save for their centers..eeriely bright silver irises and deep grey pupils that were alive with electric blue light. "I was once known as "God-Killer"..though i have long since transcended that name." A small grin played across his face, perhaps in memory of something long-past. "Though the people of Shian-aergo did have a different title for me. "Eronigh Sagaht Issonabis". The end of all. But you can address me as Night. Far more simple, hm? And as to what i am...you may live long enough to learn the answer. After all..they say anything is possible." Those glowing orbs travelled up and down Desroth's form, engaged in a seach of their own. After a moment, he continued. "And you would be Desroth. A demon born of one of your world's "hell" planes. Typical demonic, really..inclined to flame. Though the link you have to this "void" is interesting enough. Shall i tell you the spacial co-ordinates of your birth..or perhaps the dimensional path you used to summon that little blade?" Another grin. "I'm afraid i know more about you than you think, little demon. Bound beings are quite..obvious." Night released a small, somehow weary sigh. The grin had vanished, replaced by a somber look that may have been well-known bordom. "Well..there are your answers. At least..most of them. Now, if you wouldn't mind, start focusing whatever energy you can actually draw on..and at least make a go of it." (Note: Some of this may resemble meta-gaming. I can assure you, it is not. You may feel free to PM me with any questions/concerns.) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| *Desoth listened intently to what Leviathan was saying. He knew some things about Desroth, but not all the things about him. Desroth closed his eyes, sighing as let the sun poor down onto his face. His hair shimmered in the mid day sun, like a ocean glimmers on a summer day.*
There would be no need for you to tell me exactly where I was born, or exactly where my sword goes. Besides, you wouldnt be able to stop it from passing in and out of this plane of existance if you tried. As for the void, you have no idea of the horrors that lived there. Being trapped there for more then a millenia, I have grown to fear nothing, not even a "god killer". You may think you know me, but you know nothing... *As he said those words, another figure appeared over his own. It was slightly younger looking then Desroth was, and it was wearing a light garment, quite unlike anything ever seen. It was the garment that only a prince of the demon realmn would wear, long flowing out fit made of the finest silks and linens. It would have been something one would wear normally in the medival period, if it werent for the fact it was dyed with the blood of 100,000 humans. The image disappeared seconds after it appeared, and Desroth seemed not to notice.* What you just saw was me, but it also wasnt. It would take forever to explain it all, but thats time we dont have at the moment... Since you took the time to explain things, you can attack again if you wish. Im in no hurry to rush into death. |
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Leviathan Magician Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| "There would be no need for you to tell me exactly where I was born, or exactly where my sword goes. Besides, you wouldnt be able to stop it from passing in and out of this plane of existance if you tried. As for the void, you have no idea of the horrors that lived there. Being trapped there for more then a millenia, I have grown to fear nothing, not even a "god killer". You may think you know me, but you know nothing..."
Night watched the "fearless" man carefully...even as he spoke, a shift in the dimensional qualities around him was evident. It was not long before the change was clear...an overlapping image, a hint of a second self. Desroth had no idea of what he had just done. In showing him this..this demon of royal blood..he had proven himself far more bound than even Night's original assumption. Almost all beings are bound..to a place, a timeline, a dimension, an existance..but to be linked with two was a flaw beyond fatal. Two strings that could be cut instead of only one. "What you just saw was me, but it also wasnt. It would take forever to explain it all, but thats time we dont have at the moment... Since you took the time to explain things, you can attack again if you wish. Im in no hurry to rush into death." For a moment more, Night was silent. However, his lack of voice was not due to careful comtemplation, or tactful thought..it was due to a mix of rage and resignation. The demon had power..and he had hoped. Not for a great, world-shattering battle..he had long since come to believe that there were none left for him. But for more than this...a being more chain than demon. "You don't need to explain a thing. That little..show told me everything i needed to know. Am i supposed to be impressed? A thousand years in a vortex. I have spent ten times that as a statue, observing the lives of millions. A hundred times as an immortal king. A thousand times as a devil. A trillion as a god. You are barely worth the effort, child...prince or not." As soon as he had finished speaking he made his move. His right hand was almost unbelievably fast as it slid into the fabric of his cloak..and was equally fast removing a strange pistol from its holster on his hip and aiming. The gun..what could be seen of it while it moved..seemed to be pure, pale gold. Along either side were five black runes, and underneath each rows of blue crystal broken into nearly countless sections. There was no hammer..instead, a large black stone sat near where it would have been, completely encased within the weapon save for two rounded sides. The barrel itself was equally bizzare..long, slightly squared, with the points of what could have been blades protruding above and below. The rest of their length, one could only assume, was hidden within the gun itself. An instant after drawing it free he squeezed the trigger. The expected explosion of gunpowder was abscent..in it's place, a flash of blue light and a thunderous roar as the round punched through the sound barrier. The round, though too fast to be seen, was golden as well..and it was moving fast. Straight for..where else..the center of Desroth's chest. (Note: The round is energy-propelled, and moving at roughly 2,500 fps. This may seem insanely fast..but it is only 2.5x the speed of an average bullet. Obviously, i did not give it an extra charge. The "gold" round is composed of G.M. Alloy...a metal of various different substances that makes your average 12" sheet of adamantite look like bronze. Assuming that there is roughly 20 feet between us..you'd better think mightly fast. A few things i forgot (Sparda has the link to my old profile, and can confirm this)..the metal is non-magnetic and virtually immune to both heat and cold after the original forging.) (Last edited by Leviathan on 08-12-05 09:18 PM) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| *Desroth listened to Nights words. They were true, yet he did not produce that image to inspire any fear or emotion. It was more of a first revealing that Desroth was once a young prince named Scian (and to all those who remeber my old character: DNOS, or Dark Ninja Of Sycthe. I figure Scian sounds better for one who does not know my old character.). It was near the dawn of time when Desroth was once Scian, a prince to the demon realmn. He was the prince of the ancient realmn, long before the time of the Devil appeared and the demon realmn became hell. When he came of age, his father took him to the dimension that housed the Sol Swords. The Ancient world was already in turmoil, the realmn was crumbling as giant wars between demon fractions for control of eachothers land. The realmn was beggining to crumble as they dynasty began to implode. Scian drew the sword, a guard of the castle dashed into the swords realmn. Out of breath, he managed to spit out that chaos had erupted in the city, and the captial castle was being destroyed. None were being sparred, and they were coming to kill the whole royal family. Scians father drew the mysterious third sword, and dashed towards the portal back to the castle. Scian tried to follow, but his father told him to stay. 30 minutes of waiting later, their was a answer to if everything would be alright. The open portal rippled, as a searing wave of energy erupted across the portal, destroying the dimension Scian was in. Instants before the wave would kill him, he was suddenly swept away by a mysterious figure holding the second Sol Sword (now known as Arzul). He awoke days later in the middle of a forest, the Dark Sol Sword layed next to him. He had no choice but to live in the human world, and thousands of years passed. He had befriended a fellow demi-demon (part Dragon, part Demon) named Beowulf. They worked together crushing demons who gave demons a bad name. One faithful night, they confronted the greatest source of evil that corrupted the hurts of thousands, possibly millions of people and demons. The evil had a source in this mysterious void which gave it power, and also made it nearly indestructible. They fought for hours, Scian and Beowulf, and nothing they did would work. Scian came to the conclusion that the only way to get rid of the evil would be to seal the void, but it was to immense to do it from the outside. It was decided that one of them would leap into the void and seal it from the inside, a basic suicide mission. Neither of them had enough power, which meant they would have to go in together to seal it. Suddenly, a mysterious dark figure appeared, and from his robe slid Arzul. He held it out to Scian, who took it after realizing what it was. The figure disappeared into the darkness, as Scian turned his attention back to the void. He leapt. The darkness of the void loomed below him as he began to chant the spell. He fell, straight down into the void, his words began to close the void. When the spell finished, the void slammed shut, sucking the evil back into it. He fell for years, but yet it seemed like seconds. Time had no meaning here, seconds were minutes, hours where years, years were minutes. Nothing was certain. One thing was certain, the evil had found him. The evil filled him, consumed him, made itself part of him. His body was split, he became one side good, one side evil. Neither were remiscent of Scian, so he had to come up with a new name. As he fell, he decided Desroth Arcanus suited him just fine, and in that moment, he slammed into the ground. He had been dropping at about a couple thousand miles and hour, so hitting the ground should have probably killed him. Weeks passed, and he came to his senses. He was in the same forest where he had woken up when he was Scian. And so, Desroth was born. He was bound to the void, yet he had no ties that made him a servant to it. With both swords and the void, he set forward into the world once more to find his friend and get back into the fight. And now, he had come to this point. He was locked in battle with a opponent who was equally as determined to win, and who could probably outclass him if Desroth got careless. And now, what is this? He had pulled a gun and had tried to shoot at him. It was absurd, yet Night was. Did he not know that your common Samurai Sword could easily slice a normal bullet in half, even if it was fired point blank? The gold bullet glinted, giving it away as it streaked at him incredibly fast. Desroths sword appeared as he swung it upwards at the bullet. It was split in half easily, as his other sword, Arzul, appeared. He used it to smack the split bullet in half away. The crowd screamed as the ducked out of the way of the bullet. The bullet missed everyone, but it was close. Desroth stood back straight from breaking the bullet, his eyes drifting over the gun*
You use a gun? Those are no match for a well made sword and a highly trained swordman... No matter, really. *Desroth stepped forward, his sword lightly dragging on the ground. He was in no hurry, he slowly gather energy to his swords from his ring, as he raised Arzul and pointed it at Night.* Now this is better then a bullet... *The energy focused on the tip of the sword, and fired a highly concentrated beam of energy, aimed at Night's heart. It could easily go through Admantium, and could also pass through about 15' inches of mithril armor if it hit right. If it did hit where it was aimed, it would pierce the heart, causing it to no longer pump blood and give the opponent 3 minutes of life to live, although he would be on the ground screaming in agony or probably pass out...* |
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| A sudden stirring of ethereal energies, and that demon blade slipped back into existance. Desroth moved with speed that almost rivalled Night's own. A single cut, and the bullet was two. Another sword..another lightning movement..and it was no more.
"You use a gun? Those are no match for a well made sword and a highly trained swordman... No matter, really." Night could only grin. A few moments later the demonic being lifted his blade. "Now this is better then a bullet..." A thin yet incredibly powerful beam of energy flew from the swords tip. Desroth had aimed..where else..at his heart. Mistake number one. Assuming he had one. Then there was mistake number two. Assuming that the weapon still pointed at his own chest was an average gun. As the beam surged forward, a barely percievable change took place. No more than a quarter of one of those countless crystal fragments awakened with blue light. Still grinning, he pulled the trigger once more. The flash was not blue, but crimson. And the round was not golden. In truth, there was no round at all. Instead a small orb had been released, a glowing sphere of churning reds. Deep..bright..erratic patterns that were impossible to follow. Chaos..the true anti-energy elemental. Night's "bullet" collided with the energy stream..and both attacks halted. The Chaos Element began its work immediately. The countless "random" fluctuations spread and sought out the specific wavelengths of the beam. Some it counter-acted, some it drew inwards, pushing and pulling like erratic magntism. Each wavelength was forced this way or that, pulled this way or that, critically disrupting its core structure. To put it simply..the very energy the beam was composed of was being ripped apart. The small, almost insignificant orb collapsed inward on itself in one last, defining moment..and took the beam with it. Night extended his left hand, and two things happened simultaniously. A second pistol rose, seemingly of its own accord, from its hoslter on his left hip to slide into his waiting grasp...and a pair of sunglasses, sleek black frame and silver oval lenses, slid out from within his cloak and rose to rest over his eyes. As they slid in place, a small, hollow box snapped over an equally small computer chip set into Night's right temple, previously all but hidden by his silver locks. The connection was made, and the interior of the lenses sprang to life to blue light. "Now what made you think that these were ordinary guns." He pointed the first pistol upwards, the second down, and drew them in towards his chest. Slides facing, they moved together at the center of his body, one pointed up, the other down. He slid his left foot forward and brought his right back, his left shoulder towards Desroth. The first stance of the infamous "Gun Kata". The magazines slid smoothly out of the weapons. Without the runic enchantment to keep their weight in check, they fell to the ground and half-buried themselves in the earth. With the spell gone, each weighed well over 500 pounds. Two replacements appeared from beneath the seemingly infinite expanse of his cloak, and as they slid into place the differences became obvious. These golden rounds were slightly smaller, stacked three across and ten deep, and each bore what appeared to be two distinct runes. With that finished Night activated the lenses. To anyone viewing them, it would have appeared as though a bright flash of blurred blue light passed across the surface in front of Night's eyes..of course, that was hardly the case. Welcome to Infinity Interface 2445793669.0, Night. Ready to initiate commands. "Activate Multi-Mind database. Open files 1,342,009,805,776,542,351,229,873,662,859 through 1,342,009,805,776,542,351,229,873,971,085." Over three hundred thousand names flashed across the screens. Database accessed. Files opened. "Run program 'Gun Kata'." Searching for program. Program found. Running Gun Kata. Activate probability scenario? "Activate." Target? "Desroth." Searching for spacial co-ordinates. Co-ordinates located. Accessing recorded data. Accessing energy pattern. Accessing physical traits. Scanning target...scanning target... In the upper corner of the right lense a three-dimensional replica of Destroth appeared..in the bottom left, rotating models of both his blades. The centers of each displayed every action he had taken in the battle thusfar, sped up ten-thousand fold and framed with streaming lines of information. Scan complete. Probability scenario complete. Warning... Warning... Minimal information has been gathered on target. The following probability ratios have a 31% margin of error. Continue? "Continue." Click. The backs of both guns touched. The telepathic access of data had taken less than a fraction of a second. Unfortunately for Desroth, however, Night was far from finished. Intitating... Initiating... Advance Rune Pistols to phase one? "Advance." The two small blades that framed each barrel slid into the world, pushing away from their housings. They were joined by twin blades on either side, the metal of the weapons lengthening and extending to comply with some unheard command. "Activate Junction System. Sync to point C-85309. Remove filters one through five. Initiate secondary charge." Junction system activated. Searching... Searching... Sync to point C-85309 successful. Filters removed. Secondary charge ready. "Begin." Within the display of the lenses a bright beam of blue light projected from the tip of each blade. He angled the right pistol towards Desroth..as he did so, the holograph-like model moved its head to the side. The black stones set within the weapons blazed with a sudden crimson glow..and he squeezed the trigger. There was a single flare of red light from the weapons muzzle, followed by a roar much too loud for the single round. Click. The backs of both guns met once more. Their magazines released and fell to the ground. They were empty. (Note section: First, the bullets. Each of the two runes embues the rounds with a different property. The first changes the physical structure of the round on an atomic scale. They are, for all practical purpose, indestructible. The second not only allows the metal to take a single energy charge, but enhances that charge tenfold. Unfortunately..that charge happens to be Chaos Energy. With the increase of power, any form of energy/magical defense will be punched through more or less instantly..i have explained why in this post. Even more unfortunately..matter is nothing but a different form of energy. It will have much the same effect on the structure of physical objects. Next..the Gun Kata. The "beam sights" are not visible..the Lenses use the blades as reference points. You have a total of sixty rounds moving towards you at roughly 7,000 FPS..over mach 6. The Gun Kata program is used to determine your likely evasive maneuvers, and gives aiming suggestions accordingly. To sum up..sixty rounds that are aimed not only at you, but damned near every spot you are likely to move to for an evasion. Yes..he did fire all sixty rounds before the first had time to break the sound barrier. Hey..you managed to summon, grab, and use a sword before a projectile moving at 2,500 fps could reach you. No complaining. One final note..this is something i failed to mention, but both Sparda and Kai can back it up. The weight of G.M. Alloy is 10,000 to 1, meaning that the equivalent of 1 lb of steel would weight 10,000 lbs. These bullets are damned heavy. Don't forget to take that into account if you come up with a way of your sword surviving.) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| *Desroth's beam was met by a projectile from Night, a response he figured Night would use. The beam was a test to see just what that gun could do before he charged to take him head on. As the beam disappated, Desroth calmly watched as the second gun appeared in Nights hand, as he began to activate the this long process with his guns. Desroth was puzzled, nothing could handle that extreme amount of data pressed that close to their eyes and stay concious. The strain created by all that data infront of your eyes would overload your brain. It didnt matter, but yet it could be considerded a big problem to some in more ways then one... Desroth watched calmly as the guns were pointed at him, and their contents instants away from firing. Before Night pulled the trigger, Desroth called upon one of his Gaia Arts, the ground about 25 ft infront of him cracked, and began to raise up. It was solid minerals in the ground hardened together, and re-enforced with Desroths own power. It raised up, but somehow compressed to a wall only 5 ft thick. It had the stopping power comparable to 1000 foot thick wall of solid cement, as well as a additional stopping power from Desroth's own energy. The additional energy provided about 2 or 3 feet of defense comparable to a blend of mithril and dragonscale. In short, there was no way a bullet would pass through this and hit Desroth. This wall formed just in time for the hail of bullets to scream across the gap and hit everything around him, but not Desroth. The hail of bullets stopped, as the wall tumbled to the ground.*
That was some trick there, I will have to study into just how potent guns can be used the right way... So you know why your neat little bullets didnt pass through that wall was becuase it was made from the minerals in the land. All I did was influence them to make the wall, and my own power added to it, that had nothing to do with casting magic... That was my art of Narga Fuyiko, also known as Earth Bending, or the superstitous, Devil Earth. The earth can do my bidding, but as it is, that left my feeling a little drained... *The ring on his finger glowed as he was refreshed and his energy was slighlty rejuvanted.* Then again, lets go.. *the Dark Sol Sword disappeared once more, as Desroth pushed his right leg back into the ground. He shoved off and was dashing towards Night, Arzul low and streamline by his side. He got withing 10 inches of Night, before he kicked it into super speed and got behind Night. All he did was basically apply a small amount of energy to his feet and used it to execlerate himself to almost 50 miles an hour in about 1 second. He was capable of going faster, but only in small bursts. Once he had gotten Night's back (the least defendable place on the human body or anythings body for that matter just about), he inscribed a small symbol into the ground, it was unidentifiable, and did not seem to do anything. It didnt glow with power, nor did it course with power. It just layed there while Desroth launched himself about 30 ft away from Night. He had his pack to Night, but he remedied that by slowly turning around to face Night* Thats all I got for now. Not much, I know, but thats all I could come up with. Lets see what you can do with those guns again, I think im catching on to your whole strategy with them. Keep firing to make sure I get hit no matter what I do just about. Then again, that could just be a generalization I have come to... (Last edited by Jedi Master Desroth on 08-15-05 10:48 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5337 days Last activity: 4818 days |
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Originally posted by Jedi Master Desroth Desroth, Please understand that portals and Vortexs are illegal in all sim battleing. Edit your post or I will be forced to DQ you |
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Leviathan Magician Since: 07-20-05 From: The 217th layer of hell. Quite temperate actually. Since last post: 5569 days Last activity: 5481 days |
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| ( Nice try, bub.
1: The guns are semi-auto. There is, quite obviously, a barely percievable delay between pulls of the trigger. I never stated that they were fully automatic..so there would have to be. Given the the speed at which the rounds were moving, and the fact that each was aimed at a different location, they would NOT collide. Hell..even if two were in the barrel at once. You have them both moving forward at the SAME SPEED. 2: Once again, you ignored the content of my post. That 31% margin of error was there for a REASON. It was yours to manipulate how you saw fit. You could have turned your shoulder to me when i aimed, taken a minor grazing wound, and called it a day. After all..the Interface took into account your EVASIONS, and i did not quote 60 specific targets. I left you with half a dozen ways out of that attack WITHOUT having to resort to a GM. 3: I wouldn't need to GM to end this fight. You've made that obvious. I could simply put you in a situation you don't know enough to get out of. Someone like Sparda would be able to avoid it..but you are no Sparda. Yes, it would be exceedingly unfair, and a display of bad sportsmanship..which is why it hasn't been done thusfar. 4: Once again..you assume far too much. You think that i am not aware of the possible domino effect? I know exactly how my version of chaos energy works..thus, i know how to counter-act it. If you'd like me to be specific..that particular rune dynamically re-structures the energy compisition of whatever it is engraved upon. As i said..it changes the physical structure of the round on an atomic scale. The Chaos Energy cannot disassemble the core structure of something that is in that kind of flux. 5:...why do i even bother posting anything? No one bothers reading it. " The magazines slid smoothly out of the weapons. Without the runic enchantment to keep their weight in check, they fell to the ground and half-buried themselves in the earth. With the spell gone, each weighed"....question answered. Oh...and once more, you assume. Night is a SHELL. A CONSTRUCT. The character you are fighting is a container for something far greater. He CAN lift that much raw weight. How? Unlike most, he doesn't have to rely on physical muscle. Hell..he doesn't even have that much of it. And as for the consequinces...the guns require external energy to charge. The first small blast of chaos energy drew on the Chaus Gauntlet. The rounds themselves were propelled through the use of the "Junction Sync" (a concept that i don't have time to fully explain at the moment). If i were to charge those weapons to 1/1000000000 of their maximum potential, i would suffer heavily if i drew on the physical energy of my "body". Finally...there is no recoil because there is no combustion. The rounds are propelled through a controlled release of energy that takes place directly behind them. This is also why they can move at these speeds. The amount of energy released is variable..and so is the accelleration of the bullets. 6: There's basically a small armory beneath Night's cloak. He carries upwards of 30 weapons at a given time...though most are secondary and stored away in other equipment. Yes...i have found a legal way of him carrying them. It is called effecient use of space. That's unimportant, however..you won't be seeing most of them in this fight. Hell..he carries most of them to play around with, if anything. As for the function of the cloak..it can "phase" certain sections of its physical fabric. Things can pass in or out as if there was no cloak at all. Given the rules in this place, that ability does NOT pass over to Night. Since it is not used to avoid attacks..it is legal. 7: I have stated several times in this forum that my character is the most effective sim design in the circuit. Did you think i was joking? He's more powerful than Zemonoth. You don't know that name..but if you were fighting with HIM right now, Desroth would already be dead. THAT is the key. He has that much power..and is being controlled by someone who knows how to USE it. Let me ask you something..are you a Star Trek fan? I used to watch the show for one reason..Q. He was one of the most interesting characters i'd ever seen. Completely omnipotent..yet he never just snapped the Enterprise out of existance. Why? Good writing. The producers knew how to have a character with that much power interact with normal humans. Same thing here. You complain about Night's power..but other than moving at a relatively high speed, how much of it have i used against you? Have i hit you with a kinetic wave strong enough to shatter the planet..or did i shoot at you (and give you a way out of the damned attack)? That was NOT an uber attack by any stretch of the imagination. In closing..learn to read between the lines. Actually..learn to read the lines themselves. When you fail to notice things in a post..this is what happens. I have to be at work in 15 minutes..so expect a reply late tonight.) (Last edited by Leviathan on 08-16-05 07:09 PM) |
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Jedi Master Desroth Priest Since: 08-24-04 From: Macomb Since last post: 5300 days Last activity: 4740 days |
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| OOC: Okay Lev... Some problems first off... You can fire bullets that can tear through anything in any form magic or material, and the bullets are indestructible. Second, you fired 60 bullets before one could even leave the gun, which would be just about impossible since the bullets themselves would counter act each other by hitting each other (your bullets are made of metal to make them indestructable, but also have choas energy. In theory, firing that fast would cause the bullets to hit each other as they came down the barrel, thus destroying each other due to the choas energy.). Next up, firing off a attack like that would be considered a GM by some (which it pretty much is). The bullets are indestructable and can punch straight through matter or energy (magical or not) with ease. Next, they are going faster then the speed of sound, making them nothing but a thin streak in the air. Next, they are all around me, so there is no where to go assuming that we are about 5-6 ft away from eachother becuase i have been standing by a pillar within normal talking distance of you and havent yet moved from that spot. Take normal talking distance into acount, and you could figure I am maybe 5-6 ft away from you. A bullet going faster then the speed of sound cant be dodged (based on what you said, a normal body or anyones body cant exceed certain speed without the present danger of dieing from it. If you truly knew your stuff, you would see just how cheap that attack was in the first place, and how you cant do anything to stop it based on what you said...
1. Im 5-6 ft away from. 2. You fired 60 bullets at me and around me 3. I cant get to a speed i can dodge that at. 4. The bullets are indestrucitble and can punch through energy or matter easily and are going faster then the speed of sound after firing. Yeah, I see no way to get out of that, so instead of trying to accuse you of being cheap or GM'ing, I would continue the fight and stop your attack in a matter I saw fit. As for your threat of finishing the fight in one post, one attack, that to would be considered a GM and you would be DQ'ed. now then, can we continue this fight without the need of further arguments? Oh, and this has been recently brought to my attention by none other then Shanan who has been keeping a close eye on this whole fight. A rune needs magic to activate it, or some form of energy. If you have 2 runes on it, one that makes the choas energy, and the other to make it indestructible, there is a conflict. The choas energy would destroy the indestructible efffect making rune (since guess what, it has energy or magic in it.) This would make a domino effect, making your bullet disentigrate from the chaos runes energy. So, now with this new knowledge, your bullets hit nothing becuase they destroyed themselves. So much for trying to say im the one being cheap. Try checking your OWN attacks before you post them, your whole gun kata canceled itself out, leaving you with no way to dmg me in the first place. More good news from Shanan, if your bullets are so "damned heavy", how can you manage to even lift them. if only 1 lb of steel is 10000 pounds, and each one of those neat little clips are about a lb each (few ounces more or less) you have almost 6-7000 lbs in each clip. Taking into acount a human can not lift such a wait alone, thats pretty remarkable. Now let us ADD the single weights together. Assuming you have more then just 2 clips, you are carrying almost 2-3 tons on your body if you have enough to keep firing 60 bullet bursts for the whole fight. How can you even move? You say other people cant exceed extreme speeds or carry huge weights, yet you do? Please explain to me why you can do all that, but you say no one else can? Oh, and dont try to say you have a little portal inside your cloak that you drop those guns in and out of, or to carry the heavy as hell clips. Those are a no no. Im sorry to say this to such a fine fighter as yourself, but your character is to cheap and over powered. not only are toeing the line on half the rules, you have broken one rule entierly. HAVE FUN. How can one or both parties have any fun if you pull attack like that? Another happpy fun list of problems that make you character cheap!!! 1. You carry a shit load of clips that are 10000 lbs each about. How can you carry that much weight and still move and function normally? 2. Your bullets travel faster then the speed of sound. Thats not that big, but you dont explain HOW. 3. How can you fire these heavy as hell bullets from a normal pistol without ANY consequnces. Take a look at other examples. The Caster rifle/pistol has the same amount of power as your guns do, but in order for the round to work, the user must sacrifice a part of his life for the bullet to work. How can you stand there and fire not 1 round, but 60 rounds without and recoil or negative effects to you? Im sure if I did something like that, you would say that that is impossible to do. 4. Your never ending expanse of cloak. How does that work? Please, enlighten me with your answer! Do you have mini portals that hold your stuff, or does it work like mine when the sword appears (and no, for the last time, my sword does not slip into a different dimension, it disappears from existance.) Not a problem really, but you can be DQ'd if you got mini portals you slip stuff in and out of. 5. Just your character in general. He can kill a god, and has killed tons of them. If thats not a super over powered uber character i dont know what is. You tell some of our members that they have strong powers, yet you contradict yourself two seconds later... Im sorry if this offends you Lev, but you are the opitomy of cheap. You are beyond cheap, and you have shown it. You spew such things as "you cant go this fast" and "oh, large uber attacks need to have SOME consequnce to the user", but yet here you are breaking your own words into pieces. Either tone your character down a few notches from its god state, or I will petition for your DQ. Shanan is backing me up, even he knows just how cheap your character is. I dont want to have to take that step, but I will if you can do things like you have without the slightest consequnce to you... Thank you, and continue the fight... PS: In no means am I trying to start a huge fight with Lev that will result in one or both being banned. I am simply pointing out just how flawed the one who says he is not flawed is. I do not wish to carry this argument any further, and I warn you Lev. If you pester me via PM with a argument about this or keep the argument going here, I will not respond in kind. I do not want this to keep going, but I want it to be more of a learning purpose with a little bit of pointing out just how cheap they make your character look if you do not remedy the situation. Thank you, and that is all. When Lev makes his attack in his last post, I shall save this post and edit it for my defense and counter attack. Thank you. (Last edited by Jedi Master Desroth on 08-16-05 04:56 PM) |
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Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5337 days Last activity: 4818 days |
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| ::Leon again stands there, all time frozen around him. Both Des and Night frozen in teh warp of times sheer gaze, only their eyes and earswere left un frozen, and that was so they could watch and hear what Leon had to say::
On Desroth, It IS possible for him to carry hella heavy weaponry. Its called intense training, if yu train your body while running with 2, 40-pound weights, eventually when you leave them behind, you will be faster. Night's character has done this. But nither there nor here. YOur character CAN dodge bullets faster them the speed of sound, just move your ass that fast, its not to hard. Ugh, I suggest both of you talk this out CALMLY ((no offense toward either of you)) I don't want to have another DQ in my tourny. I am already disapointed in how things have happened so far, please don't make it worse. Thanks guys, you may speak while frozen now ::Leon unfreezes their mouths:: |
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