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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath          Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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LoL. I'd make a great shopkeeper for the game. 
*character comes in* Sparda: Yo. Cheap crap....yeah...I hate this fucking job. *character walks up to a sword* Sparda: I FIND YOU STEALING AND I'LL GO CHAOTICDEATH ON YOUR ASS. *Battle ensues* *Sparda beats crap out of Character* Game over. Save files deleted. Woot. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael noticed the man with the unusual black wings, who had landed right next to him. Never before had he witnessed such a strange being. Judging from his appearence, this new figure definitely could not be a holy being for his wings were black and his appearance seemed nothing more than unholy. Yet, he was here. So therefore, he must have had the same goal as he did.
With his dark brown eyes he studied Grim with the greatest determination and caution. He slowly placed his right hand onto the handle of his right long sword as he began to speak. "You are a fool to believe that you yourself can seal Mundus away. Only the blood of Sparda can do such a thing..." Azrael could sense a strange aura and force coming out of this intimdiating figure and he knew what he had just said was nothing sure of taunting. This...thing...whatever it was might have sensed it as a threat. So he had to be prepared. He would be ready to strike in case Grim turned on him... [Note: Leon, just so you are aware, you can't actually capture Mundus. I mean, sure you'll fight him once or twice. But refrain from capturing him.] |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| "Human? Hah! What you speak of me is mockery!"
Azrael began to calm down, seeing that this intimidating figure was no foe. He slowly eased his hand from the handle of his right long sword as his muscles began to relax. Such meetings were often rare: meetings between supernatural beings such as themselves. Already, Azrael could sense a strange demonic presence to him...yet...it didn't feel very familiar like the other demons he had vanquished before. No, Grim Faust, as this man identified himself to be, bore a presence far superior to that of a regular demon. He commanded respect...and Azrael full heartedly gave it. He too extended his hand and took Grim's. Already, he sensed that this man had enormous strength....probably something he gained from his 'demonic' blood. "My name is Azrael Latrommi." |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael was surprised to hear a somewhat young yet very familiar voice from behind him. He immediately turned around and saw a young man who identified himself as Ajax Artillrie. A small yet warm grin appeared on his face as he too returned Ajax's respectful and honorable bow with his own. Ajax was still a very young man but he had met and heard of him before. Though he was still extraordinarily young, when compared to himself, he had already made quite a name for himself.
"Ajax, I am equally honored to see you have arrived as well. I have not seen you for quite some time now." Azrael observed his young comrade's wings and grinned, seeing that so far, he himself was the only person who didn't bear wings. He nodded, acknowledging the obvious improvement Ajax had made on himself since the last time the two met, though Ajax may not have remembered it. "Dante's brood? You should give young Eva more respect than just calling her Dante's brood. She is our only hope...but we are her only hope..." |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael saw what Grim was doing and he too decided to try his luck. Drawing his double long swords, one in each hand, he brought them both down simultaneously in one awesome downward vertical slash at the vines. But the result of that was no different from what happened to Grim for the vines seemed to be enchanted by magic most unholy. They repelled the impact and the blades of his swords, despite the blood that flowed within him.
"Hm...it seems Mundus was expecting us." He looked at Grim with determination and then to young Ajax. "We'll have to fight our way through." |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael was just about to follow Ajjax and Grim into the forest entrance when suddenly, he froze in his footsteps, his hands shooting to the handle of his swords. Something was extraordinarily wrong and he knew it too well. They had overstayed their entrance. Mundus knew they were there...and he sent off some skirmishes to take care of them.
"Shit..." Now he could hear them all too well, especially with his enhanced hearing. Screams...cries....laughter..... Did not Dante encounter such a thing before during his stay on Mallet Island before? But no...this was much different....the cries and laughter were too great to be the simple reapers Dante had fought... This was much...much worse... Immediately, Azrael drew both his swords in a single swift motion, the sound of the metal ringing through the cold air. His eyes darted this way and that before he sensed where it was coming from... "Grim...Ajax....I suggest you get out of there.....NOW!" Almost as if on cue, a massive swarm...no...not even a swarm...it was literally an army that came rushing out of the entrance of the forest. They were like reapers, being nothing but a black cloak, a white mask, and massive scissors and scythes. Deathscythes and DeathScissors were what they were called....but there was something new about them. They were massive, compared to their original forms and the weapons they carried now were much more deadly. It was as if they were the Grim Reapers themselves. "Time to show your strength..." And the fight was on... The demon hunters vs. the army of Death scythes.... Simple rule here... Don't act like god and destroy everythign in a single swoop of your sword. Make it cool. Make it fancy. Make it fair. leave some for your fellow comrades. And most of all...make it badass. ^_~ |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| You could also invest your money in Devil May Cry 1 and 3 for the PS2.
And also.. Desroth, wouldn't it be easier just to have him get DW5 instead of DW4 or DW4XL? I mean, seeing as how DW5 is the newest and most updated version of the game, it'd probably be a better investment to get DW5 instead. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael wasted no time in quickly readying himself for battle. Seeing the sheer size of Mundus' so called "skirmishes", he quickly resheathed his left long sword and grabbed the black handle of his semi-automatic handgun and began firing away at a nearby Deathscythe which began to make its way towards him with a massive scythe in hand. With great accuracy, he began to fire rapidly at the scythe's mask. But to his surprise, it didn't seem to affect at all for the silver bullets simply bounced off his white pale mask as if he were firing rubber bullets.
"Shit....I keep forgetting I'm not fighting the undead anymore..." He quickly put away his gun and drew his left sword once more, but not enough time to quickly throw in a couple of blows at his incoming foe for now two more spotted him and began their onslaught, striking and slashing and cutting with their deadly instruments of war. Luckily, his unhuman origins allowed him to jump into the air quite gracefully, out of reach of the long scythes and converting the jump into a beautiful backflip that landed him several feet away from the scythes. Now that a gap was formed, he dashed in towards the group with swords in hand. The first one slashed at him but at of nowhere, without warning, Azrael suddenly spun to the side, using the momentum he gained from the spin throw a rock-slicing slash at the Deathscythe's head. It cried in agony as it disentegrated back into the shadows. After making short work of the first one, he quickly set himelf up so that he was right inbetween the other two. Before they could avenge the death of their comrade, Azrael executed an effective yet difficult to manage manuever which consisted of him executing two horizontal slashes with the two swords on opposite sides, all at once. It was very successful, however, for instantly, the otehr two Deathscythes collapsed onto the ground and returned to dust. "Fuck, there's more of them...Guys....if you got some alter egoes you can unleash...I suggest you do them now..." And with that...his two long swords began to glow an eerie purple color as an aura covered the blades... Alright guys.... If you have Devil Trigger, you may use them now. ^_~ Rule on Devil Trigger: Don't make it ridiculously powerful. Don't make your transformed self be enormously big. And once again, no playing god. Also... You can also change the name around since not everyone is a demi-human. For example, Kaijin could call his trigger "Holy Trigger" since he is an arch-angel. Be creative. (Last edited by Sparda on 08-22-05 03:24 AM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| As the aura enshrouding his swords became greater, the dark purple glow began to cover his body as well as his very presence began to change. The glow soon became so great that it was no longer possible to see any part of him now. One of the foolish Deathscythe saw this as an opportunity to strike at Azrael. Unfortunately for it, it was sadly mistaken for the moment the massive scythe made contact with the purple aura, the blade of the scythe immediately shattered into nothing along with the rest of its body as if the purple aura caused a chain reaction in the demon's body.
Soon, the glow died down to reveal a taller, darker figure standing in Azrael's place. His face and body could no longer be clearly seen for they were all covered in a magnificent yet intimidating armored black cloak which hooded his head and covered his figure as a whole so that there was nothing but a single black figure with bright glows escaping the dark confines of his hood. The bright red glows were his eyes, the only proof that whatever was within the cloak was at least humanoid in appearance. His presence was still covered in the purple aura, though not as much. Now, he seemed to become the very definition of fear. It seemed as if he were the Grim Reaper, without the skull head and the massive scythe. The long swords that were in his hands were replaced with two massive single edged swords with unusually carved edges and a miniature skull carving upon the hilt of each weapon. The sound of his breath seemed to be amplified like some kind of dark demon breathing upon one's shoulder. The Deathscythes stood frozen for only a moment before resuming their attack. But unfortunately for them, the transformed Azrael was much faster as he suddenly raised his left hand and brought it down in a single swipe of judgement upon two of the Deathscythes which fell instantly. As for another group of three to his right, Azrael pointed his long sword at them and instantly, they were covered in a dark purple aura that caused them literally melt into a pool of what seemed to be black blood. Necrom Awakening [Trigger]- Having an ancestry of powerful necromancers and dark magic practioners, Azrael is capable of awakening the strange blood within him to reflect that of his ancestors. The armored black cloak that he wears is the splitting image of an ancient True Necromanic Warrior, being capable of the darkest arts of magic and necromancy. The two single edged swords that Azrael bears in this state are the medium in which his necromanic arts can work. He is incapable of great speeds and evasive manuevers in this state but this made up for by shields and other forms of protection he can conjur to protect himself. Also, he is able to summon the undead to aid him in battle. (Last edited by Sparda on 08-22-05 04:28 AM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Well sure, Ponterios. If you are the kind of gamer like me who prefers to have the entire set to a game rather than just one or two out of the set, then I implore you to go buy the (as of yet) Trilogy of Devil May Cry. However, if you are someone who prefers to spend his money wisely, then DMC2 may not be a very good investment. In terms of gameplay, control, fun factor, etc., DMC2 simply falls short when compared to DMC1 and DMC3. Many consider DMC2 to be Capcom's biggest mistake in the video game industry since it took a beloved game and made it horrible. But luckily, they redeemed themselves through DMC3. (Last edited by Sparda on 08-22-05 02:30 PM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael, in his True Necromanic Form, made use of his powers before the transformation exhausted him of all of his energy. Taking both mighty single-edged swords, he slashed diagonally simultaneously in front of him, the sheer force of the two strikes combined with a sudden blast of purple energy that originated from the blade, sliced an entire row of Deathscythes neatly in half, 10 of them instantly falling dead and disentegrating.
However, they could not keep this up very long. Mundus did not take any chances this time with the new arrivals. As if senseing the exhaustion that the warriors began to felt, they prepared for the final onslaught. All at once, every single demon stopped attacking and crowded against each other into one single massive black mass. It was shapeless at first, being nothing more than a massive blob. But soon, it solidified and took shape, forming into a monstrous demon. Standing eleven feet tall with two gigantic scythes in hand, it roared into the sky as a black aura covered his figure. The mask that originally concealed the true 'face' of the Deathscythe was no longer there, revealing to all what was truly behind the mask: a disgusting 'thing' that bore what seemed to be a hundred eyes and four massive jaws, lined with rows and rows of carnivorous teeth. It's skin seemed to be composed of thousands upon thousands of strange worm-like creatures which constantly squirmed, making its face seem to pulsate. It's black cloak was synonymous with the darkness as his great figure seemed to stand far above the forest. Just looking at this repulsive demon made even Azrael flinch in disgust as he took a step back, having to look up to see the demon's face. Boss Battle... Name: Death Manifested Weapons: The Scythes of the Reaper First encounter... |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| As some of you may know, recently, I have been in a constant struggle to update my profile to the fullest and add as many things as I can (that are relevant to simbattling). What started off as a two page profile in my Word program became an 18 page Word document.
I try to explain everything to the fullest and anything that seems to be lacking in info is usually done so with a very good reason. However, I can no longer just base my profile on simply my CC alone. I would greatly appreciate it if the members of the Sim-Arena community on XGF could give me some Constructive Criticism on my profile and also rating it out on a scale of 1-10, 10 being the highest. I want to improve on my profile but I simply can't do it alone. Also, I would appreciate it if you could also give me some suggestions for questions I might be able to add in my Q&A section. http://xeogaming.net/board/thread.php?id=5099 (Last edited by Sparda on 08-23-05 09:29 PM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Do you perhaps propose that we give a time limit on all the battles and if the time limit is broken, the winner is decided by a panel of judges who base their decision on who has been performing the best in the overall battle?
Cause if that's what you're proposing, i think it's a good idea. The reason I didn't do that in my tournament was that I went ahead and started the second round tournaments while a few of the first rounds were still ungoing. But since Leon wants to wait, I guess a panel of judges and a time limit wouldn't be a bad idea. That way, this tournament doesn' t last forever. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Yeah, that's a good idea, Sha. I could explain a tad bit about the stats. I always figured that they were self-explanatory but now that you mention it like that, they're really not. "High" can mean anything and so can "Extreme". Definitely something I'm going to have to add in to my profile.
As for the FAQ, i was looking for relevant questions about or concerning Sparda that has to do with simbattle.  ;
I thought about using color fonts before but I didn't go with it since other people may not like the change in color. White is the most formal and most plain, so I'm going to stick with that. As for the picture... *points to the word incompletion that's written write above the pic* It's incomplete for a reason. Oh, and that's a kilt he's wearing. Jeez. Ok...fine...something like a kilt. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Thanks for your CC. But personally, color is the least thing I'm concerned with at the moment. It's a simbattle profile. It's use, is not to look pretty, but to supply everyone with as much [or as little] information to the opponent or to anybody as possible. Perhaps I didn't make this clear enough so I'll try to stress what I'm asking for differently: I would like commentary and CC on the contents of my overall character profile, rather than CC on how plain and dull it looks because there's no color and such. I shall worry about such matters when I'm through with the contents. | |||
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Soda Popinski 15: "Looks like you mashed some poor fella's dog, sarge."
Sparda Hellsing: Oh no! The poor kitty kat! Woe is the man who will never be able to hear the cat's meow! Soda Popinski 15: "It's a Zergling, Lester. Smaller type o' Zerg. But it couldn'ta gotten out this far unless..." Sparda Hellsing: OMFG! Its lyke Kerrigan but lyke smalla! Soda Popinski 15: "...Oh, shit..." Sparda Hellsing: LYKE RUN FOR YOUR LYVES! Soda Popinski 15: "I love you, Sarge!" Soda Popinski 15: "Well... this is awkward..." *CHOMP! AGGGGHHH!* Soda Popinski 15: "Thank God..." Sparda Hellsing: *blinks* Soda Popinski 15: so... Soda Popinski 15: ZERG RUSH KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE Sparda Hellsing: ... Sparda Hellsing:
Sparda Hellsing: *unleashes 20 Protoss Carrier Ships at you, each armed with 8 interceptors* Sparda Hellsing: BWHAHAHAHA Soda Popinski 15: Unleashes 48 Devourers, 10000 Scourges, and 5 nukes LOL DED ROFFLE Sparda Hellsing: LYKE DOOD, HAX! Soda Popinski 15: NUH UH Soda Popinski 15: I MADE IT REEL Sparda Hellsing: U haxx0rss! Soda Popinski 15: >8^( Sparda Hellsing:  o
Soda Popinski 15: mines better Sparda Hellsing: BANANa! Sparda Hellsing: Now you are learning, grasshopper. Soda Popinski 15: ring ring ring ring ring ring ring... Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone. Soda Popinski 15: ding dong ding dong ding dong ding... Sparda Hellsing: Banana phooooooooooooone! Sparda Hellsing: I got this feeling... Soda Popinski 15: I've go this feeling.. Soda Popinski 15: hey! Soda Popinski 15: ...so appealing... Sparda Hellsing: For us to get together and sing... Soda Popinski 15: SING! Soda Popinski 15: ring ring ring ring ring ring ring... Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone Soda Popinski 15: Ring ding ding ding ding ding ding... Sparda Hellsing: Banana phooooooooooone! Soda Popinski 15: It grows in bunches... Sparda Hellsing: I got my hunches. Soda Popinski 15: cellular... Sparda Hellsing: modular Soda Popinski 15: interactive-odular! Soda Popinski 15: ring ring ring ring ring ring ring... Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone. Soda Popinski 15: ping pong ping pong ping pong ping.... Sparda Hellsing: Banana phooooooooooone. Soda Popinski 15: It's no balony... Sparda Hellsing: It ain't a pony! Soda Popinski 15: My celluar... Sparda Hellsing: bananular phooooooooone. Soda Popinski 15: Don't need quarters, don't need dimes, to call a friend of mine! Sparda Hellsing: Don't need computers or TV, to have a real good time. Sparda Hellsing: (brb) Sparda Hellsing: (back) Soda Popinski 15: I'll call for pizza, I'l call my cat! Sparda Hellsing: I'll call the White House, have a chat. Soda Popinski 15: I'll place a call around the world, Operator get me Beijing jing jing jing... Sparda Hellsing: Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Soda Popinski 15: banaphone! Sparda Hellsing: Ying yang ying yang ying yang ying Soda Popinski 15: bananaphoooooooone... Sparda Hellsing: It's a real live mama and papa phone. Soda Popinski 15: A brother and a sister and a dog a phone... Sparda Hellsing: A grandpa phone and a grandma phone too...oh yeaaaaaah! Soda Popinski 15: My cellular, banular phoooone! Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone...ring...ring...ring... Soda Popinski 15: It's a phone with a peel! Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone...ring...ring...ring... Soda Popinski 15: NOw you can have yer phone and eat it, too! Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone...ring...ring...ring... Soda Popinski 15: This song drives me... BANANAS! Sparda Hellsing: Banana phone...ring...ring...ring.... Soda Popinski 15: ...that's all there was Sparda Hellsing: 
Sparda Hellsing: You know, we only missed one line. Sparda Hellsing: That wasn't bad. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Death shook as the onslaughts of attacks that the hunters unleashed at it caused it to stagger back in pain, blood beginning to spill out of his deformed face. It let loose a horrifying screech from its four-jawed mouth as it began to 'melt' into the ground, becoming nothing more than a mere shadow which soon, disappeared into nothing.
"That fight was too easy....it must have run off..." As Azrael said this, his body began to revert back to its normal self, the ancient necromanic armor disappearing from his body like dust in the wind as his two deadly swords slowly transformed themselves back to his regular long swords. He looked around to see the damage that had occured. The forest was literally no more now. The shadow that Death had created somehow managed to kill off all the plant life that had stood within its vincinity. Now, nothing could hide from their view as they made their way to the castle. But quite frankly, it didn't matter. It was hard to believe that Mundus would send any more skirmishes to finish them off immediately. He's more likely to toy with the hunters before he sent each of them to a grueling death. Azrael sheathed his long swords and sighed as if trying to figure out why the fuck Mundus had to make everything so difficult for him. He shrugged it off and continued forward to the castle's back entrance [the only one available to the hungers]. Note: As of yet, do not enter the castle. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Even Sparda was quite surprised to see his opponent finally walk the walk instead of talking the talk. It was quite a cute show, really as he simply observed everything that had occured. It was obvious that Leon had been sturck with a vision of sorts, one that reminded him of his past...one that obviously pained him greatly. He grinned, knowing all too well that that would be his greatest weakness.
He was able to follow Leon, despite his inhumanely fast movements, using his psychic waves, which gave him the ability to sense and feel every one of Leon's actions as if he were right next to him. Thus, it really wasn't much of a surprise to him when Leon suddenly appeared behind him, attempting to use one of his favorite techniques against him. 'Execution of a God', how many times had he heard Leon scream that before? Ironically, it has never really worked against him. Given his extraordinarily fast reflexes as well as the nonexisting element of surprise, Sparda had no trouble in suddenly turning around, with sword in hand, to defend himself from the powerful ax strike. Sparks flew as the blade of the two immortal weapons clashed, as death was pitted against divine. His eyes met that of Leon as he suddenly formed a small sly grin on his face, the one that he always saved for opponents when they were just about to get a very surprising shock. As he forced the two weapons into a weapon deadlock, preventing Leon from withdrawing the weapon fast enough to strike again, he looked deep into Leon's eyes as he muttered under his breath, knowing full well that Leon could hear what he said... "You're fighting for a lost cause." As he said this, the tint of color upon Sparda's legendary sword seemed to change colors, becoming ever darker as a strange black aura encased its massive and mighty blade. |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| Azrael sighed and simply stood there, waiting for everyone to ready themselves to enter the castle. He had to admit that he was not expecting such an usual group of hunters to aid the daughter of Dante. Some of them looked as if they didn't belong here in the first place. What were their motives?
He glanced at the voodoo master known as Xeios as he attempted conversation. He certainly wasn't the first warrior Azrael had ever seen before who specialized in the arts of dark magic through the channeling of energy using a doll as a medium. But already, he had a bad feeling about this character. "I am simply here to repay a debt." Feeling that he had rested enough, he focused on the castle and the possible ways of entering it. The walls of the castle were impossible to break, due to the structure and the magic enchanted walls. There was only one way to enter the castle from where they stood, the back entrance. A brick-layed path led to the back entrance which was guarded by two massive gargoyle statues. "Hm....." However, before he could say anything else, the sky darkened as thunder seemed to rumble in the heavens. A red aura appeared upon the dark clouds and formed into a strange disshappened figure. It was too blurry to be able to see who it was but the voice was unmistakable...it was Mundus. The red clouds boomed with his mighty voice as he looked down upon the strange group of hungers. His laugh was menacing and loud, echoing throughout the halls of the castle and through every single blade of grass on the island. :You fools...you think you can stop me?! I have your precious savior in my grasps and you shall all die trying to save her!: As quickly as he appeared, he vanished but not without a 'gift' for the hunters for before the dark red apparition in the sky could disappear, thunderbolts were unleashed at each hunter, striking them with immense ferocity. Azrael gritted his teeth as the electricity surged through his body. However, there was also something enchanted about this lightning bolt as he felt his body grow weaker.... When it was over...he knew something was changed.... Note: You may now enter the castle. Note: You may not dodge the lightning bolt. Class System The thunderbolt Mundus unleashed at you was enchanted by magic. Its purpose? To seal off the power of the hunters...or at least some of them. This is where the class system shall be introduced. The class systems are categorized as follows... 1) Swordmaster- mastery of sword 2) Trickster- evasion, acrobatics [this also includes flying!] 3) Gunslinger- mastery of guns/projectiles 4) Magician- mastery of magic casting 5) Royal Guard- mastery of melee strikes Each fighter must choose only two of the following class systems. Whatever class systems a fighter chooses must be the only mastery the fighter has throughout the RP until stated otherwise. For example, if Azrael chose Swordmaster and Trickster, he would not be able to cast magic very well, throw powerful melee attacks, or aim properly with the guns. Catch my drift? Anything not chosen is degraded greatly but not inaccessible. Also, Triggers are also disabled while the class system is activated until stated otherwise. Try to choose different combinations to ensure variety in the RP. Name: Azrael Class Systems: Swordmaster, Trickster Abilities as of now: Swordplay, Evasion, Acrobatics (Last edited by Sparda on 08-26-05 12:32 AM) |
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BBQMissile ChaoticDeath Since: 08-16-04 From: New York Since last post: 4732 days Last activity: 720 days |
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| What's my 'dream'car you ask?
Well, here's one of them. The Delorean. 
Can you say, "Back to teh Future"? |
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