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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard.         Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Cairoi noticed that while Seticus was so eager to insult him, he dared not launch the first attack against Cairoi. Whether or not he said it aloud or thought it, Seticus was scared.
It gave him a window of oppurtunity. He concentrated on the ground around Seticus. What his enemy did not realize was that he was using his ancient power of Terramorphus to group the asphalt into small needle-like projectiles. He showed no outward signs other than his unemotional face. After 15 seconds, he smirked as the needles launched out en masse at Seticus. They moved at blinding speeds, and numbering in the hundreds, his enemy would be hard pressed to dodge or block them all. They were not sharp, per se, but at the speeds they were moving they would dent armor or pierce skin easily. His enemies' rage and constant degradation and disrespect of his enemies was his downfall. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Cairoi smirked. Xeios' form was slipping. He cocked the sword back and took an agile jump to the right, avoiding Xeios' slash and kick. As Xeios released his "powerful" kick, Cairoi moved forward and uncocked his sword, swinging it straight down onto the defenseless Xeios. His body too stuck into the kick to react properly, Cairoi's battle knowledge knew. He would have to stop his body's momentum, return his shift of weight into his legs equally, and block the slash, and he had not the time.
Cairoi had exploited his weakness, as it was more than evidently apparent. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| OOC: Elara, didn't ignore you. I saw you saying multiple times you wanted to go the military base. And Xeios answered perfectly my opinion on it. If you think about it, the military base is probably filled with military soldiers hiding as well and they need the food. They don't have farms that grow food in there. Food for thought. Don't worry about it, I considered your question.
BIC: John lifted his hand in a presenting manner as Xeios answered Kaylee's question. He had been to focused on his inner thoughts to answer Kaylee's question effectively. As Leon entered the basement, he began to follow suit until Natalie bumped into him. He was knocked back a tad by the sudden bump, and turned quickly to react. When he saw Natalie, he was at first angry until quickly his anger dissapated. He recognized her. He laughed happliy and gave her a warming hug, one only forgable from the estatic. "Natalie! It's John! You're alive!" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| The energies and enemies clashed violently, the building erupting around them. At first, the office walls collapsed as the two's sword clashes sent shockwaves out into the building. Soon, guards and officials were fleeing as the building was being bombarded with wave after wave of the clashes. The two were unaffected, too busy swinging their swords incredibly fast at each other, anger building with each confrontation. Each built up a powerful slash and met each other's blade, holding them steadily. The two sword scratched each other and caused a constant release of energy, the two growling loudly.
The Lion yelled "YOU FOOL! YOU MAY BE BLOCKING MY ASSAULTS, BUT I AM THE STRONGER HERE!" He laughed evilly, his clothing ripped by the shockwaves and flying about haphazardly. Jack merely responded with a single laugh, as he broke two seals on his body, causing an eruptance of energy so great it threw the Lion heavily off balance. Jack screamed as he charged an excess of energy into the sword and swung at the Lion's sword, who had also charged an extreme amount into it. The resulting clash shattered both blades, casuing an epic explosion. To anyone looking at the Base, the explosion had put an end to it, leaving in the middle two warriors, grasping for breath. "...Let's finish this!" They both screamed as they charged what they could into their hands and swung at each other, continuing the epic battle. OOC: The command center just got esploded. Any secret communications between the enemies in the batle and the Sentinals just got turned off. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Quick Question, ever notice the daily points thing? Where do those things accumulate? I just wanted to know...>.>
<.< O.o Indeed. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Alright, Drizzit, I don't like being brash or angry, but you want an opinion on this that's not "it's going to be okay" And you're getting one...
Calm the hell down, man. You have a dysfunctional life, I agree. I can understand why you're upset and stuff lately, but you have to learn to put things in perspective. Did you ever meet Sarah in person? When you were dating, did you meet in person? While I'm not completly sure, I derived it was mainly an internet releationship. What did you do then when you were dating? Talked, I assume. You can still do so, right? So no big loss. Your mother is in a bad relationship with this guy Steve. Tell her in private what you believe he's doing to the family and that you're her son and you love her more than he does. Try to take matters into own hands. School sucks. I had around a 1.7 GPA last semseter. I hate it when people think a B is bad. Stop overreacting, mi amigo. Work sucks. Find a job you like, or make one. If you don't like your surroundings, don't stay there and wish for something better. Get yo butt up and fix it yourself. I'm 14 AND I only have one Grandfather. Last year, 3 of my relatives died, along with my teacher. You'll learn true sadness if you let it wallow. Dude, put things into perspective. You're physically stable, a good student, and a well-rounded individual. You're no starving kid in Africa. Stop worrying so much. I hate sitting around feeling sorry for myself. It accomplishes nothing and just wastes the time we have ont his planet. So don't worry, be happy. And don't be emo. I do not like emo. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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Kaijin System /b]
How this Works Your characters are assinged to a division based on what you can do. Each division is like a difficulty in a video game: Easy, Normal, Hard, and Extreme. Each Division is harder as you progress through it. Simple, no? What the Divisions Mean Lightweight : This is where characters with little sim experience, or characters that are just starting out will be placed. Middleweight : Characters with moderate knowledge of Sim. This is the average sim fighters that you can expect to see, and probably the largest division. Heavyweight : Characters with a high degree of sim knowledge. Characters who have a high understanding of how their characters work, and a high understanding on how to create characters. Titan : The best of the best. Few have seen this division, few ever will know it, and few will ever be promoted to this rank. Ranks? The Leader is the person with the Belt. He or She is the one who fought for it, and has earned it. This person rules the most respect out of the division. The Captain is the person who has fought against the Leader and has lost. But this spot is more complicated to get, due to the fact it involves Trainer valification, and multiple agreements that they are just under getting the belt. This way, if more then one person challenge for it, and they show a lower degree of knowledge of Sim then the Captin, they won't get the spot automattical. And vise versa. The division people themselvs are ranked. The lower on the list they are, shows their experience of fighting. Rules of Challenge. The Division rules will be using the Title/Belt rules, and offical sim rules. Challenging someone to a fight will effect your rank. If you beat that person, your name will move above theirs (regardless of their position). If you lose, you drop down the list by one. Simple. Do take note, if you win a fight by a time out (someone broke the time limit) the challenger will not move up, but the defender will drop under the challenger. Purpose of the Captin If the Leader shows enough experience in fighting, and defending the belt well enough, he or she will be given the chance to give up their belt, and move to a higher division. The Captain then inherits the title, and the person below the Captain inherits Captain. Characters Characters are the Sim Fighter a User creates. A User may have more then one Sim Fighter, all on different divisions. New Characters must start on Lightweight, and work up. While pre-Existant characters will already be put in divisions. Cairoi System /b]
In my system, we take away all current title holder's rights and start anew. Each simbattler that wishes to participate will post in a specially designated thread. Each poster will be given a prompt to use, and they will follow it to the best of their ability. Then, a selected Council of voted upon simmers will decide where the person is debated. Their skills will be presented and decided on their current style, not previous fights or opinions. Then, their will be catagories: Light Medium Heavy No Titan Division will be included. We will then assign seeds on users in each division depending on level of skill. A high level medium sim battler would be a 3rd seed or 4th...A higher the seed the simbattler, the more often they will be examined for promotion. There will be no title holders or captains in my system, only seeds. A 1st seed member would be the most likely candidate for promotion, and would likewise so be treated. To advance in seed, one must fight the seed level above them, and not be able to skip about seeds. All inactive sim-battlers will be removed from the roster as it would be impossible for others to advance fairly. Occasionaly to spice things up, there may be tournaments. However, this is just an idea. Whoever wins the tournament in their division would be able to challenge the 1st seed, and if they were the 1st seed, to move to the next division. For each division battle, there would a post day limit of 3-4 days. However, no winner would be allowed to be announced. The match would not count on the records, no matter who had the advantage. Also, no major actions concerning the division rules would be allowed without a majoral vote from foresaid council. This way, a level of fairness would be present at all times. The official method of advancement would be to participate in a 3-post PM training battle against a council member, which would be reviewed and decided upon. ^.^ So, does anyone like my ideas? Yay, or nay? |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Cairoi did not move as his enemy had blocked his distractionary attack. The entire reasoning behind the attack was to hide the fact he was charging forward and that he had in his cocked left hand a technique of shining brilliance. He had planned his smite attack- A honed beam form of his Purificate technique that causes the area it hits to overflow with holy energy. It destroys evil energy and unblances non-elemental energy, causing neutral enemies to pass out. As he released this attack, he brought his right arm down from folded over his shoulder with his sword swinging down. If his enemy was to pull up another barrier, the beam would destroy the barrier and leave him exposed. If his enemy were to block, the beam would destroy some energy of his enemy's and leave him weakened for an attack. Seticus had few choices.
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Boredom is a terrible symptom of idle hands, and I have found many solutions to this infliction we all suffer.
1.Xeogaming 2. rpgChat 3. Myspace 4. Plethora of friends 5. Film a movie 6. Wander neighberhood aimlessly looking for cheap thrills and bountiful hijinks 7. Take my well known extremely long walks 8. Guitar 9. Bass Guitar 10. Writing 11. Talk to people 12. Hang out with Brothers 13. Cook 14. Continue Ultimate Boredom series on the Powerpoint 15. Ponder 16. Take a poo 17. Scam people for money 18. Fight people with objects of a sharp variety 19. Hang out with chicky babes... 20. Talk to my other personalities... The list goes on, mi amigos... |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Tick Tock goes the clock
Ringing in my mind I've got problems to solve and conflicts to dissolve But I just haven't got the time... Tick tock the clock strikes one I wish I could see the sun The darkness in my mind Is something I always hate to find But I always have a ton... Tick Tock the clock strikes two I wonder what I should do The climax reaching closer I'm starting to hate that little poser For taking everything I had... Tick Tock the clock strikes three My body's telling me to flee The jackass finally came Now it's time to play the game That I've been waiting oh so long to play... Tick tock the clock struck five I had finally taken the dive I'd taken one step too many Now my body hurts a plenty And I wish it didn't sting no more... Ow. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| This is an open battle, mind you. Goes to first who posts.
Cairoi never understood how humanity could stand it. He stood alone on a cold concrete roof, staring at the glaring lights above him. The city lights luminated about him, bathing him in a secondary light. He did not comprehend how people could sleep with these dancing lights all about them. However, it was not his place to speak. He did not claim any want for power in this world. He decided to let them have their flickering nightlights. He wore a black trenchcoat, kept in rather good shape for the amount of weathering it took. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows neatly, to keep them in that position. The collars were medium length but kept down. He wore underneath his trenchchoat clothes of a similar hue. He wore a black t-shirt and pants, but these items of clothing seemingly reflected no light. It gave the agile eye the indication of magic. He also wore on his person black gloves with the fingers cut off, the actual glove going up 1/3 the distance to his elbow. His black boots had hard rubber bottoms, giving him extra traction. His long brown hair was kept in suprisingly good condition today. the back was kept in a ponytail, and the front had naught but a few stray bangs dangling before his face and jade eyes. His smirk was not encased in his normal 5 o' clock shadow, or any stray hairs at all. He stood at the edge of this large 50x50 roof, looking down the skyscraper to the city. His large obsidian sword, Diosu, was currently resting in the right corner of the roof. Everything was in order...except his enemy, who he sensed approaching. Without turning, he addressed his opponent solemly, "Bonjour. J'emappelle Cairoi. Et toi?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Jack was estatic, and it was evident on his face. He spun around as he hugged Natalie, stopping after the moment of bliss to look at the others.
"No, this is Natalie. She's a friend of mine from before. I didn't know she was still alive...Natalie, are you alone here?" His bliss was punctured by this question. He knew, if Natalie was alone here, he would not leave her here with the others. She'd come with them. She was the only real friend he had left in the world at this point. If her luck was bad, it was the same with her...And so they couldn't let each other be completly lonely. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| "...To go get food....Listen, Natalie, the people here and I found a way to fight the beasts. We're going to try and stop them...
Natalie, I'm alone here as well. Do you want to come with us? Maybe when we're out there and I can tell you more about what's going on and stuff, but we're leaving tommorow...Do you want to come?" He looked at her intently. He had just found the last fragment of his former life, alive and well. He didn't want to forsake his past, or his friends. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Really? Wow, thanks.
I wrote this at 12 AM while I was angry, really tired (Hadn't had more than 4 hours of sleep a night in a week) and I'd felt the compulsion to. Next time I get said compulsion, I'll post it up. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| No, you're sticking with "I'm not Cairoi's twin sis" as well.
Cause you all know I'm # 1...I mean # 12. Right True? |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Ted looked at her gingerly as she pondered about Xeios in her mind. He wondered what those strange outbursts of aura were, but he didn't put a lot of thought into it. These days, one always had to be on their toes.
"I'm listening, Kiera..." Jack rose from the rubble that had been piled up on him, his body shaking with pain. He stood with a slump, his face scruntched in irritation. He steadied himself and stood straighter, staring down the rising Lion. They were both injured, and ready to kill. Jack, deep down, knew this next attack would decide the match. He cast secretly the incantation that released 4 more seals, leaving him with 1 left. This was it. The Lion charged his final strike as well, a dark grin on his face. He would finally see an end to the Five with this blow... They both growled and charged forward at diehard speeds. As their bodies met, the outputted shockwave from their attack shook the earth so violently it shook the plates. To anyone who would have observed it, the resulting earthquake would have been rated 7 on the Richter scale. The outflow of energy from the two was a torrent, the screams of the energy escaping and filling the area. Jack put everything he could spare into this attack. His mind began to falter. He saw memories of Kevin, Francine, Xeios, Urashi, Duex, Trois...Morrighan, Dalit, his mother, his father...Aldis...and Kiera...He then saw once more Dalit, his cousin's, young smiling face. He knew he could not afford to lose. With this thought, he let out a scream the Lion could barely hear, muffled by the roaring air: "FINAL OUTPUT!" And so he broke the final seal while locked in this final struggle, hoping some god would pity him and spare him enough to live. His work was not yet finished on this earth. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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You reflect the journey of the spirit. The journy of life as we grow, learn, face our everyday trials. You strive to accomplish tasks and rise above. This is where your spirit finds its strengths. Your journy is sure to have a happy ending, in whatever small form it my come. Please rate high ;-) Reflections of the Spirit? brought to you by Quizilla Huh...It fits quite well. All I want is a happy ending, than besides that I'm satisfied. (Last edited by Cairoi on 02-12-06 05:41 PM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| "Yeah, there's a lot. And I'd say it's impossible to fight them all. We'll only fight what's nessecary."
John chuckled. He always had a penchant for doing stupid things, but never getting in trouble. He was a sly talker, and he could talk even the most stubborn of people into doing something they didn't want to. He let go of Natalie and smiled at her. "Do you want to live in this god-forsaken cage? Or do you want to return to normality? Either way, I'm going. You can come too, but the decision rests on your shoulders. I won't make it for you.So?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Hey, I live right next to Kat...
And you came here to Simbattle, huh? Feel free to challange me. If any new member comes on here with good grammar, an air of intelligence about them, and a will to sim-battle, feel free to ask me for a battle. Welcome, by the way. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4860 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Jack felt his mind sifting through a sea of contemplation, awaiting entrance into the next realm. He hadn't supposed he was ready to die, but forces beyond his control seemed to decide his will wasn't enough. As he braced to let go of the last ties to mortality, he felt a strengthened sense of life, awashed in a sea of pain.
He had survived, somehow. He wanted to question what had happened, he needed to know how he had held on. But he'd figure it out later. He had won, and that was all that mattered. His eyes, half-awake and falling, closed doors and let him fall back into sleep, a smile on his face. To him, lying on a pile of rubble, alone and greatly injured never felt better. An escaped guard was hiding in the forest, having made his way out of the building and certain death. He was panting, his whole body aflame with fear. Who had done that? How could one man do that? He gasped when he saw a figure running away from the facility, widly and haphazardly. The guard gulped and turned at the runner in the darkness, yelling "FREEZE!" as strongly as he could. The figure turned, and the guard realized it was the Lion, a crazed face masking his normal indifference. As soon as the guard noticed what else was amiss about the Lion, he gagged and heaved a helping of vomit, his fear mixed with disgust. As the Lion turned and ran towards the main Government base, the blood dripping from where his left arm had been left a trail of horror behind him, signaling his failure. He didn't want to risk another fight with Jack. |
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