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Xeios You WANKER!         Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Verse caught the lightning in the palm of his hand, and it began coursing through more powerfully than before. He held his hand in front of himself, charging again.
"Very good, now this is also an electrical attack." Mr. Verse was a liar. This was not an electrical attack. The attack coursed towards Vincent, taking on all appearances of electricity, except instead, it was an incredibly volatile fire attack. The attack was once again sent towards the sword, but this time, when the 'lightning' hits the sword, it will explode in a massive geyser of flame, directed at Vincent's body. |
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*puts on sunglasses* That someone was an ass-man. YEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Verse's weary face drew another wide smile. Good reasoning, he felt. He cleared his throat loudly.
"Now, for every action, there is a reaction. What I want you to do, is attack, go all out on me, let me see what you are made of." Mr. Verse, complacently checked his pocket-watch, assuring the time was nigh. Eleven-fifty-nine and three-quarters. (Last edited by Xeios on 09-07-10 10:57 PM) |
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| The clock struck noon as the lightning stretched out from Vincent's hands. The electricity hit Verse most assuredly, but didn't do any damage.
"Electricity is my thing, sport. I take it you weren't paying attention to my powers earlier." In that moment, the clock struck noon again, the lightning raced towards Verse, who quickly jolted to the side to avoid the blast entirely. He cockily smiled, and faced his foe. "You telegraphed your attack too much. I saw it's directionality coming from a mile away, to dodge was easy." Once again, time reset itself, clock striking noon for the third time. Mr. Verse lifted his right hand, and fired an impressive blast of electrical energy at what was shot at him. The electricity he fired out of his hand, effectively dispersed the energy in the area, removing both attacks. "Negation is quite the trick, master it, and you master your foe." For a fourth time, the clock struck the number twelve, electricity racing towards Verse. With a slight gesture, rocks rose from the ground, blocking the electricity entirely. "Your attacks do little through a wall of stone." Verse looked at Vincent' confused face, as the occurrence would have to sink into his mind. He would need to process four separate realities. "Develop a follow-up attack against each of the realities you've just experienced. You shall see that a small difference in wording can take fights in many different directions. Feel free to vary your attacks between the realities as well." |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| First, Verse quickly ducked as he saw the ball of light, and predicted it's trajectory. As he did this he saw the sword moving towards him. Clever, he thought for a moment, and then recouped by swinging a recently created whip of energy at his enemies' legs, the whip extended many feet past Vincent's distance, so it would be able to hit him if he backed up.
Secondly, Verse merely slid backwards, away from Vincent a few yards. theoretically, by definition of his own attack, Vincent should have been ripped to shreds, or at least his sword/arm, since they entered the area of the vacuum. Either way, Verse tossed a potent ball of explosive flame at the ground in front of Vincent, causing it to explode in a wide radius, directed towards Vincent. Thirdly, Once again, time reset itself, clock striking noon for the third time. Mr. Verse lifted his right hand, and fired an impressive blast of electrical energy at what was shot at him. The electricity he fired out of his hand, effectively dispersed the energy in the area, removing both attacks. "Negation had already removed the energy boy, you cannot use something which is not there. Think of it this way, each round should be 8-12 seconds in theory, and our attacks are overlapping. If something has been defined as happening, you cannot take it back, thus are the rules of engagement. Try again." For a fourth time, the clock struck the number twelve, electricity racing towards Verse. With a slight gesture, rocks rose from the ground, blocking the electricity entirely. "Once again, attacks are not something you can change all willy nilly. Alter your moves too much, and you travel into the forbidden realm. You would not have had enough time to move your attack around my defense, and even suggesting it is disrespectful. Try again." (Last edited by Xeios on 09-10-10 09:29 PM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Verse watched Vincent lift off into the air, then extend his sword downward, then somehow find a way to leap, even though he was already flying. Robert took his time backing up, putting more distance between him and his foe. Then the Vacuums burst on either side of him, keeping him in one location for a few seconds. Vincent landed on the ground, not behind Robert, but in front of him.
"Your timeline is inaccurate, I mentioned to you before: Think of every round as overlapping sets of 8-12 seconds. Create a rational timeline for your actions, it allows us better understanding. Describe how long it takes to do things, work it out in your head. For instance: "Vincent began to extend his sword, the length of the metal stretching several feet outwards. He then stared creepily into Verse's eyes, but quickly lifted into the air. Holding his now massive sword he flew forward at an alarming pace, dragging the tip of the blade across the ground. His hope was to cleave Verse in two, and the two vacuums he generated on either side of Verse would keep him still. Would be a much better way to describe your attack, making it harder to avoid, and much better all-around." The second reality flickered in, Vincent felt incredible pain as he was torn to shreds by his own vacuum. He was met with a white room, Verse sitting at a lavish cherry desk, playing with a pen and a notebook. Verse looked up, watching his former foe. "...Oh, you meant you magically extended the material of your sword. Hm, bet you wish you'd said something about that. Word choice is particularly important, and description is the bread and butter of our world. With poor description, comes a poor, misshapen, and mishandled battle. One that no one is really in control of, control of the battlefield is very important." Vincent had felt the pain of being torn to shreds across all realities, though no physical harm was done to him in any capacity. Mental harm should be readily apparent. Vincent also watched as his second reality phased away into nothingness, he felt...empty. The third reality opened, and the orb of light was tossed at Verse, the blinding light threw Verse off, causing him to stagger backwards, far enough to avoid the sword it seems, as he was not cut. And though he was still a little dazed, he could now see the shadow generated from the sword that rushed through the sphere of light. Verse could easily track the sword back to where his owner would be, and fired a beam of light, similarly colored, but only containing very high concentrations of fire energy, focused upon one location: Vincent's sword wielding arm. While Vincent was correct in his assumption that Verse would not be able to see what was coming at him. He was incorrect in his assumption that the wall would be destroyed by a simple vacuum. The wall Verse lifted from the earth was quite strong indeed, and was being fueled by Verse's magical aptitude, creating a true barrier between the two men. When the vacuum orb hit the rock wall, Verse could feel it. He then thrust the wall forward, causing it to quake towards him at an alarming pace. |
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| Robert rushed into the fray, deflecting the particles of light quickly and easily with flourishes of something small in his right hand. He quickly flicked his hand out to meet Vincent's sword, and a cane blocked Vincent's attack. While he had him in close, Verse used his left hand to fire a supercharged blast of energy towards Vincent's stomach, an attack which would cause an impressive amount of damage, and would be very difficult to avoid, as this attack went off just after Verse blocked Vincen't sword.
Verse watched as Vincent gathered energy. He would certainly need it in the next few minutes. He began channeling massive amounts of a blue energy into his arms, focusing in his palms. The exact type of energy was indistinguishable. Once again, realities shifted, and Verse rapidly lifted his left arm once more, drawing up another shield of stone. He was defended from Vincent's slash, and sensing Vincent right next to him, Verse pushed the wall of earth forward, aiming to knock Vincent back and give Verse some more space. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| The air was thick with all of the description going on, Verse was pleased. But something displeased Robert, and that was the lack of description on how Vincent avoided the blast of energy. Even fleeing backwards would still have Vincent be hit by the horizontally fired attack. Also, some more description of how the vacuums worked, and how long they lasted would be interesting. As in the real world, a vacuum lasts for milliseconds at best, since there are plenty of things like air particles to fill vacuums. Please retry the first reality.
Verse assumed the worst with this next attack, and ran to the left, adding distance between himself and it. He was now standing next to a general store, Verse tapped his right hand onto a post he was standing by, and the entire store shimmered with a blue color for but a moment. As Vincent leapt over the stone wall, Verse touched the stone with his right hand, and in an arcing motion, he drew more stone from the earth to shield him in a complete shell. Vincent's attack hit the stone, but did not put much of a dent in it. Immediately after the attack struck, Verse burst the stone away from himself in a powerful and destructive shock wave. Shattered stone would burst in every direction, tearing anything close enough to shreds, and Vincent was close enough. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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Originally posted by "True" You mean like that movie, Dear John? VR Addiction: A game where people actually plug in to play it. (Think matrix-style plugs) And an underground ring of players who gamble on brutally bloodthirsty matches. Human with robot envy: Man creates fantastical machines, but feels empty, as if the life he was giving to these AI's, he was draining from himself. He works on initiating a way to live inside of his AIs forever, by implanting his brain on them. Then, as an AI, he feels incredible envy for humanity, and wishes to be real again. Only to realize he's trapped forever in the cold metal shell. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| First of all: Welcome back Kaijin...
And here comes the massive post of criticism: Originally posted by http://www.xeogaming.org/thread.php?id=5545 Definition: God Mod, an unavoidable attack, unless someone were to God Mod themselves, because who can move fifty feet in any one direction by the time "Suddenly" happens. The attack is technically a summon. The attack was constructed from thin air, without any tell-tale signs of charging it, or it happening before the instant it happened. Also, earlier in that post, you had unleashed a defense, and another attack. Originally posted by http://www.xeogaming.org/thread.php?id=6106 You threw yourself, Desroth, and Sparda into Titan division, and everyone else into divisions with no real relation to skill or thought. I mean, you didn't even run a tournament, you just put inactive players in the 'leader' positions, and assumed that you would be able to sit on your high horse forever. Also, see some of the posts in the thread I'm quoting next, apparently "Titan division" means "Can't string a coherent sentence together division." Originally posted by http://www.xeogaming.org/thread.php?id=8337 LOLOLOL Originally posted by http://www.xeogaming.org/thread.php?id=9074 Definition: God Mod. One second, 'countless' slasses(lol) covering an incredibly large area, and having no basis on even semi-reality. The only reality this could exist in would be an episode of Dragon Ball Z, and that's even pushing it, because the super-god-powered-Saiyans couldn't even punch something so many times in one second, that a relatively intelligent person couldn't count as high as that number. Originally posted by That same fight! Definition: God Mod. You mean to tell me you carved a hole through an explosion with a sword. Originally posted by http://www.xeogaming.org/thread.php?id=3102 I'm not going to waste my time quoting all the bullshit god mod attacks from this fight, particularly because I'll be posting this for the next three months. But Instant death as an effect = God Mod. Hate to say it. Because if you keep throwing incredible 'instant death' effect abilities, you can bitch when your opponent keeps dodging/blocking them. In short, you are no authority on any sort of rules. In long: You are no authority on any sort of rules. You left this board ages ago, the Sim-Battle community stagnated(not your fault), and Cairoi revived it with input from myself by making the rules more coherent, and clear. We all used to God-Mod, can't really fault us for that because you, yes you, and Sparda were our 'role models.' And the two of you let us down as a community, and as people we thought we could respect. I can't really speak for anyone else, but Sim-Battling is fun again, and you don't have a part in this world with your set-in-stone-old-school ways of thinking. Edit: Just to be an asshole, They were never your rules, you copy-pasted Sparda's rules. Also, this hasn't been your board for quite some time. (Last edited by Xeios on 09-26-10 12:58 AM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| I'm not trying to run you into the ground. And I wasn't flaming at all. What I did was point out flaws, and I never said I had none as well. You are too afraid to admit that sim-battling in the past was broken. I'm able to admit that. I'm also able to admit that there were many times when I god-modded as well. We all drank the kool-aid of "I can move as fast as the speed of light whenever I want to." Or, "This attack could destroy the sun." What you refuse to listen to, is that Sim-Battling has changed, and it has done so substantially. I don't want to be the board that attracts people the likes of Leviathan, or all other Shin-Ra people that came here ages ago.
I'm glad your older style has changed significantly, because your older style, as well as all of ours, was flawed. But, we're also not using 'mild' magic, we're using magic to do things like no other, we just have limitations. In our current sim-battle universe, there are no characters who can destroy the earth. Not with a single attack, not with an entire slew of attacks. And I would argue, having a rule of "Don't go over the top," as a general basis adds to the strategy that a fighter needs. If everyone can do something within extended reason, different fighting styles are opened up. How many characters back in the day would fight hand-to-hand? None, know why? Because everyone had indestructible swords that could cut through anything. How many characters needed to block things which were 'unavoidable' or unleashed in a millisecond, or had absurd areas of effect? Too many. I understand you're sensitive about the changes, because you're scared of change, you'd like the board to be exactly the same as when you left it. But it's moved on, we've moved on. Think about it this way: If you shouldn't go over the top, and a character is about to fire a bullet at you, how do you avoid it? You could notice the general direction of the aim, and dodge preemptively. You could attempt to deflect it downward with some armor you're wearing(if it's heavy enough). You could use some energy to melt the bullet from far away. And many more... Now before, dodging a bullet was nothing, people cut bullets in half, they didn't even have to think. "Oh I hear the bullet fire, then I turn it to dust because I can." Was the old way of thinking. Therefore, since guns were practically useless(because everyone could move faster than them, and everyone could see them coming from a mile away) an entire fighting style was eliminated. Sure, I could have a battle with someone, and be absurd and unfair, expecting him to be absurd and unfair too. But then there are too many arguments. I remember back-and-forth arguments about whether or not a move was valid, and the arguments always ended with someone saying "I guess," and either responding to the post, or fixing it. Gone are those days. Points can actually be argued now. Like: reasonably speaking, you shouldn't be able to block something magically, AND be able to throw a light-speed, insta-kill blast at your enemy in the same round. Nice backhanded insult about the, "difficulties with imagination," comment, smooth. Hello pot, have you met kettle. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Verse lifted his hand above his head, and the Earth ripped up and surrounded him, filling the vacuums. Robert rose from the Earth pillar that he had surrounded himself with, and pointed the tip of his cane at Vincent.
"Very nice trap! Had I less time to think of a way out, I would've lost that round." Verse paused for but a moment, taking in a deep breath of dry air. "However, I had many days to think about it, and decided this was the best solution. What I want you to do, is let this situation sink in, and respond to the entirety in no less than three days after you've read this. I mean it. I want you to realize, that this battle is not a race, and while you may have some clever ideas when you immediately encounter what is going on, they will not nearly be as potent as the ideas you have after being able to think on it. Responding immediately can be a very weak move." With those last words, the second reality tore open. Verse watched the orb sucking the energy from the building, and smiled. He leapt to the side, unintentionally avoiding the two blasts, and the front of the store burst open, pouring the entire contents of the store directly at Vincent in the blink of an eye. Knives, canned food, blankets, wood, tools, tons of supplies were thrust forward with enough force that the rolled up sleeping bags could break someone's leg if it connected just right. The third reality opened up, and Verse had to find a way to defend from this next attack. As the dome of light raced towards him, Robert could only think of rolling to his right to avoid it entirely. So that was what he did, a leaping roll to avoid the crashing orb behind him. He made a stupid move when he did, and rolled his ankle, Verse was limited in his mobility, but would not show the weakness to his enemy. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Firstly, I was comically responding to an attack, it was not hostile.
I'm not saying hand-to-hand is the only way to go, but you can make similar comparisons to any/all sword fighting that occurred in the old style of rules. Close quarters builds intensity, and if intensity is what you're going for there are many ways to do that. But relentless magical assaults from a decent range let the opponent breathe, even if the assaults get progressively more ridiculous. Personally, I find coming up with magic effects to be limitless, which is why limiting an ability and making it useful is a greater test of skill. Sure, there is more room for creativity with spell-based assaults, but knowing how to mix multiple styles together is really creative. For instance: Quickly, the red man leaned back, narrowly dodging the backhand which swept over his chest as he narrowly avoided the blow. The red man then leaned forward for an impressive punch, a hay-maker to the jaw, right hand coursing with electricity. The blue man ducked to the side, and brought a fist full of stone at the red man's kidneys. Attempting to cause some incredible pain for his foe. Red winced as he was struck, some shrapnel from the rock drawing blood. He attempted a dolphin kick, aiming his foot for his opponent's jaw, and hoping to gain some distance. Blue was struck, and was knocked off his feet for a moment. He quickly flipped to his feet, and before his foe could land, he sent an earthen shockwave at him, hoping to catch his foe off guard. Same basic steps, but with magic mixed in. One lined assaults, but they could achieve a goal. No where does it say in Cairoi's rules, that if you use magic heavily you'll get banned. There is plenty of room for magical assaults, and the magical assaults need to be clever to work, but a lot of us were inspired by the Weapon Master's tournament. To think that two people could battle in a close proximity, relying only upon the skill of their pen to handle their opponents took off. The only thing that is supposed to be limited, is the extensiveness of actions taken. As I said before, clever ideas for magic will win, we're not talking about a fight between two skilled swordsmen, we're talking about a fight between two supernatural beings. Beings, with powers beyond the human scope. But, we're talking about Two beings, and disrespecting the opponent for the sake of being 'over-the-top' and 'challenging,' are situations we don't want to happen. Because it is in those situations, that the line between God-modding and legitimacy blurs. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Arena: The flat top of a hemi-spherical rock formation, three hundred yards in the air, and one-hundred-fifty yards in diameter.
Rules: Standard set, as well as a decency rule which consists of not making un-dodge-able attacks by fault of the arena. A bleak and distant landscape, held a strangely formed mountain. A mountain which almost appeared to be a massive stone resting upon a smaller stem. Xeios stood at the top of the mountain, sitting around the center of the massive formation. His green eyes were closed, seated cross-legged, meditating. He knew Kaijin would be there soon, he needed to center himself. A foe who has not been seen around these parts for ages would prove a challenge. The harsh sun felt good on Xeios' face, though he was certain he'd dislike the unforgiving heat soon enough. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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| Upon the opposing side of the arena, a purple cloud of smoke appeared for but a moment. Standing where the smoke once was, a man stood, curled gunslinger mustache upon his skeptical face. A bowler hat atop his head, black vest on his chest, and a royal blue string tie around his neck. Upon his feet blue cowboy boots, golden spurs glimmering in the light.
"Greetings, friend." The man called out, still holding the look of skepticism. His opponent was very young, and sprightly. "Name's Robert Verse, you can call me Mr. Verse, sport." Verse was a man who seemed to be timeless almost, an odd characteristic, for an odd man. With his left hand he drew his pocket-watch, checking the time for a moment; and with his right, he drew his collapsible cane. "As they say, age before beauty." Verse smiled, and started this fight off quickly by launching a potent gust of wind at his foe. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4857 days Last activity: 1167 days |
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Originally posted by "Dictionary.com" Originally posted by Xeios Doesn't sound self-righteous to me. And I couldn't care less about one person's happiness over the other. I proved my point, and spoke with Kaijin through PMs about my intentions and reasons for bringing up old posts. I responded to a hostile post from Kaijin with hostility, when he responded with more hostility, I turned the other cheek. |
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| Belts are stupid. There's no real way of judging a 'best battler,' situation. So, I'd suggest keeping 'belt' style thing to tournaments. Win a tournament, here's a belt. | |||
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| Xeios smiled lightly, he took his time as he stood from his meditation. The grand entrance was lost on him. Xeios didn't even open his eyes, not that he really needed to. Entrances were all about psyching your opponent out, something which would not work on him, and he found them too frivolous to engage.
Kaijin had his armor, Blood red on black, like the uniform a soldier from an evil army would wear. Xeios was dressed less ornately. His hands were wrapped in bandages, from his knuckles to his elbows. They served dual purposes, to disguise the runes upon his hands and fingers, and to protect himself from any sprained wrists from hand to hand combat. Dark gray slacks were upon his legs, and his feet wore black derby shoes. Upon his chest was a white button-down, tucked in, with a few buttons undone at the top, and his sleeves were rolled up. His belt bore the only obvious weapon he carried, a single beat-to-hell revolver. He ran a hand quickly through his short black hair, also staring at his foe with piercing green eyes. "It should be fun, start us off." |
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| The wind let up for a second, as Verse spun to the side, quickly using his cane to bat the ball of light into the ground. Upon completing his spin, the wind built up again, though not as powerful as before. | |||
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| Verse knew something big was coming from the palms of Vincent's hands. But it was no matter, Vincent was starting defeat in the face. Just before Vincent's attack went off, Verse pulled the trigger on his cane. A single bullet fired at almost point blank range at Vincent. Either way, it did not stop Vincent's attack, which shot lightning forward into the cane, knocking Verse thirty feet backwards. He landed on the ground with a thud, and did not appear to be moving.
The second reality opened, and Robert smiled more widely than Vincent had. Suddenly, the ball, which absorbed energy now colored blue, turned on Vincent. It fired towards Vincent at an alarming pace, attempting to steal any energies that were being used. "It's a fool's game to play with absorption, especially absorption of powerful controlling magic. You saw how the entire store fired at you, at my command, that was what I was using the magic for, to inflict my will upon that store, and consequently your orb." The third reality tore open, and the orb Vincent had fired tore forward, Verse spun quickly, falling on his back. As he did, he fired a potent beam of energy at the orb, hoping to destroy it before it crushed him. A disembodied voice entered Vincent's mind, and he felt a flash of the future: "Use this information wisely, make one of these events occur through planning within three rounds,(three posts by you) and a reality will close favorably for you." Flashes entered Vincent's mind, he saw many things, but the order was indiscernible. First, he saw himself firing a simple beam of light at Verse; Verse dodging to the left, and being hit by a potent lightning bolt from the sky. Second, he saw himself get struck in the face by the bottom of the cane, Verse stood in a taunting position and fired the cane into Vincent's skull. Third, he saw a white room with Vincent congratulating him for the brilliant trap; the only other details Vincent could make out were that the third thing he saw involved Vincent's sword, and some fire. |
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