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Xeios You WANKER!         Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios smiled peacefully. And slowly began he walk to Sparda. A ghostly image of something unknown seemed to follow him, and move with him. He would reach Sparda very shortly, even though he moved at a mere walking pace. He was in no rush to get into things. This battle would unfold in it's own peaceful way. Some of the energy Xeios was releasing seemed to have no purpose, at least, no purpose that Sparda would know of. Xeios' hands seemed to be the focus of the blunt amount of energy being channelled through his body. But then again, he was energy. Energy in flesh and blood. He reached Sparda and a huge usurption of energy launched from Xeios' chest. The energy was invisible, and shot forth like a massive spike leaving the center of Xeios' chest. The Spike would do major damage to the physical and would most likely tear through most physical items. The Energy is made of an alchemical energy, so an anomolic change in matter could occur, for the good or bad. (There is about a .01% chance that the energy I'm outputting will change the physical makeup of whatever it touches.) A sign glew on Xeios' chest, with a meaning known to few at this point. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios began panting. He was thrown into a frantic bit of coughs, blood spilling from every couple of cough. He became light headed and slumped farther onto the ground, barely holding onto consciousness. He did not have any external wounds, but from the way his hands were positioned, he could have possible injured himself during his attack. He could not pay attention to the others right now, hopefully, they would know to leave him if there was an attack. He would be able to break out of any sort of prison, but this pain right now would slow them down far too much. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios paced the room, having an external monologue. He was going on about the proper defense, the most ample way to destroy everyone. The Lion would not go easily, he surely wouldn't like being a part of the chimaera.
"The Lion will not be with us." "Must we force him?" "No, no, this incantation I am brewing will take care of Jack. Or, at least make us free of his power. It will only be more impressive when we destroy him." "A Falcon without his talons," "Precisely." "But what will this incantation do?" "Make us invincible." "How so?" "He is using holy energy, there are two ways to defeat Jack." "What are those?" "Avoid his strikes, and defeat him with a tap. Or..." "Something much more sinister." "Correct. We could...stop being who we are." "You mean..." "Yes, His attacks destroy the impurities, we will become light." "But then how will we return to our normal selves." "The reversal incantation." "But when we do...become light as you say, what will happen?" "Out impurities will be turned into purities, we will basically become the opposite of ourselves. Our flesh will be pure and holy...Angelic if you will, and his talons will be snipped, and his wings clipped, and his life ours." "You mean, he, Replace Dalit?" "Yes, we will possess him, and make him ourself." "This will not work." "It will, he is an executioner as well. And actually, the rebirth of someone you once knew." "Do you believe he has any chance at defeating us?" "Only if he were a god." The monologue drifted into uttered words and nonsense. His pacing only sped up, and anyone looking on would simply be mesmerised by the movement. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| (Can I post my profile in here...don't get mad at me >.<)
Name: Leon Reno Sex: Male Age: 24 (+being dead for 57 years(This is assuming that this is taking place in current time)) Appearance: Straight Black hair, parted over the left side, and to his chin on all sides. He has a pale complexion and ice blue eyes, they actually seem to be more grey than blue at times. He has soft features, but he is by no stretch of the imagination weak. He is usually wearing a black suit coat, black dress-shirt, Black Jeans, Black boots, and a red tie, if any. When he prepares for jobs of any sort, he usually puts a black beanie on his head, dark circle glasses, a black scarf, black gloves and a dark grey overcoat. It seems like a lot of black, but his profession seems to demand it. Histoy: Leon was the perfect assassin. A cold killer in a time when war wrought this earth. His mission was to kill those who were not wanted. Or wanted dead. Paid good money from his native home in Britain, he made a living, ending the lives of drug dealers, and rich bastards all the same. He became well-known for his skill when WWII broke out, and him being 19 he was able to join the war. But this he did not do. At least not yet. He moved to America, and continued his business, since they had not been hit by the war yet, he continued to make money, killing and stealing money from those he killed. He was notoriously good at his job, utilising his standard Luger for style shots. To let everyone know it was him, that Leon 'The Squall' Reno was there, and killing anything he was paid to kill. He knew the trade, he knew how to kill a man, he knew how to scope a room out, and he knew what to use when. He was a merciless man, and when the ill tidings of Pearl Harbor came about, he was drafted, right into the center of the war. Put in a bunker in the French lines, and defeated by an aerial strike on the week following his landing. Carpet Bombing. Not even the Squall could survive that... A man like Leon would have to cope with death, a lot. Always taking life, being a god to the world, deciding who lived and who died, it was a rough business. But death was foreign. And he was out of a job. Still, oddly enough, he went to the underworld...Hades, with everything he held dear, especially his Customised Luger. He planned on the life of killing. Still killing and doing what he did best. Stopping life. The ministry took an interest in his life, and decided that they could use him in their group. He was immensely happy when offered such an important honor. And he trained, trained and trained. This new world would allow him to make himself better than ever. The best around, the best alive...erm...dead. His powers began fermenting almost instantly, his senses and judgements amplified. He could take aim with a handgun from three city blocks away and hit a moving target. He also began having odd premonitions. He could actually tell the future to some extent, but these came sporatically, at least...until he got someone to teach him how to do so. This ability still puts a massive amount of strain on his body, and mind, but is generally worth it. (Last edited by Xeios on 01-30-06 12:59 AM) |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios cancelled the sign on his arm causing the soul-stealing energy, and watched Cairoi begin his Hyotokko. Xeios had seent his attack enough and knew a well enough way around it. As the energy closed in on his position he swiftly hurdled it and whilst being over the energy converted a relatively large amount of it into it's core elemental energies, being heat, light, kinetic, and potential. In doing so, he made the energy less hostile and more managable, and in these forms he sent a good deal of the energy into a reserve tank. He did in fact miss a small amount of the energy, but what was left was too weak to cause a great injury, even if it continued on it's path.
Xeios turned abruptly, his hair falling gently across his face, an upsurgence of power seemed to be welled up under Xeios' skin. The fingertips on his left hand tapped a sign on his chest, and he held the hand outward. From the tips of his fingers, Xeios sent forth a blast of tan colored energy directly at Cairoi. This energy did not seem like it would be too powerful, but the speed and accuracy at which it was sent forth made it an almost guarenteed hit. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Now I seriously want to know, so give your honest opinion, and give reasons why or why not. I'm just going through some strange thing where I suddenly realised what was my home once, doesn't feel that way anymore... | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| ^^^^^
ewwwww. That's gross. 
So, happy B-day my man, whether it be early or not, I don't care. Just try not to be all, drunkeness and stuff when you reply. drunken posts are bad...>.><.< |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Yea, I was just in one of my moods when I posted this. But I can guess Vulkar and Kaijin voted no, but were too afraid to actually post their opinions. Sorry, just seems like something they would do. But anyways, I'm manic depressive(see bipolar), it happens randomly sometimes, kinda like a will anyone miss me if I'm gone sort of question. That's why it does matter to me, but other than that, I have a cool atmosphere and don't really give a shit what people think of me. But, when that depressed side kicks in it's like, 'I'm not wanted, I
m a failure' kinda shit. It sucks... |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| DAmn, I'm only at 1100 some, hmmm, maybe I'll hit the magical 3k someday...10 years from now. If my activity speeds up...
*cries* |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| You mean I actually died...?
Whoa, I didn't even feel it, actually, It felt kinda cool... *runs off with a razor blade* Tee heeeee!!!! *trips and drives razor blade into eyeball* Ouch this is...not cool...like death was before... |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios heard the bone-curtling sound. He peeked up, but his vision was blurred. He forced himself up, he needed to escape. That was priority one, this thing was not human, and would kill him without a second thought. He coughed once more, a trickle of blood formed running down his chin. He crawled to the bell, and slid himself under it. He pressed his hand into his chest, activating the sign of healing. He began repairing himself, all he could do was wait, and glance up every now and again. Hoping to stay protected and hidden from this thing, at least long enough to recover his internal organs a bit. His sonic blast caught a small amount of his head and chest, greatly hurting him and possibly rupturing the blood vessels in his lungs.
'Damn, why did I use that in such close proximity to myself' Xeios thought of things like this, knowing that there was a good chance that this place would be his final resting place... |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| You're right I did assume, just because I don't really you know, respect you, and Kaijin, just because we're like two opposites. Absolutely everything that happens on this board, hsi veiw just have a way of pissing me off, like your posts did. But that's behind me, well...You are behind me (as in, I don't really hate you, just the way you battle). As long as I'm on this board, and as long as Kaijin's on this board, We will probably greatly disagree on everything. But, Ce La Vie.
Anyway, I didn't block you. I use a different screenname, I don't have anyone blocked on that. It's Chrislandx5 incase you wanted to know. And I'm almost never on AIM. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios still could not make out the beast. But he felt the prescence of Kira beside him. His eyes moved towards her, and they locked...At least he thought they locked. But it only seemed like a moment, Xeios was in a pretty beat up position, but he was ready to run for the hills if needs be. It comforted him to know that someone was there. Looking out for him. He smiled warmly. But the smile was drawn away by another surge of pain. His face winced, but he withheld the scream, and the coughs... | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| I've been listening to this on girl, named Regina Specktor(hence the title of the thread). And I have found that she is a very good artist, but probably not well-known. Now, I understand, that her stuff might not be for everyone, but I believe she is truly talented, and I will soon force Kat and Cairoi to listen to her stuff. But I wanted to knoiw, if anyone had opinions on here, have heard of here, knew anything else about her.So, post them here. | |||
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| I'm listening to Ode to Divorce. Us is a cracked out video.
I spelled her damn name wrong too, it's Regina Spektor. Yea, her style is Vanessa Carlton-like. I might pick up a few of her cds when I head up to a music store soon. My friend gave me her Soviet Kitsch Cd. She has one of the most interesting voices I've heard in a while. And It does make a huge change from normal for me, since everything on my Ipod is a rock band, with all male singers etc. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| I visited the Byberry Mental Institue in Philadelphia the other day. Now, this place has been entirely closed down since the 90's, but some of the large buildings got closed down around the 60's up to the 90's. Now. This place was a seed of corruption, at least from all of the urban myths surrounding it. From what I've been told, the place held at one point about 6-7 thousand people over capacity. And from other rumors etc. It is saiod that everyone who was in there was tortured, tortured to death. Now, I left this place with a solid mind, exactly the same way I entered. I had an awkward feeling throughout the whole building, but that could be just because of the asbestos. But the whole decrepit building gave me the creeps, it was too dark, a sinister darkness almost. But I came up with this short ode, or should I say epiphany, since the buildings are being destroyed at some point in the future months.
'Byberry, Your dark, decrepit halls, turns drawing a line of fear and a trail of things past. Corrupt minds took you from a former glory, and send you and your peopl into worlds of pain. Through your halls, I trekked, a pioneer on the front of discovery. A pair of eyes unfamiliar to the womb of darkness you provide. The sounds, sights, and smells brought a new world into my life. In your unbreachable darkness, secrets remain hidden.' Well, yea, It's odd, but it is the best thing I could think of to write about for the building, as a remembrance. As a way to keep track of the history of my life. To remember this step into an unfamiliar place, and to do honor to it, when it is gone. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Xeios cuckled lightly, Sandra was off fighting for the love of someone which is unattainable, and the Ulric how was about to be destroyed.
"Bang, Dead, Goodnight Puppy." Xeios laughed more loudly than before. He made a strange circular walk to the door, and kicked it open. He stepped into the corridor. His laughter drawing attention. He walked into a washroom, and hit the lights. He was gone. He was seen in the center of the road. Sandra's car was headed right for him. Just as it appeared it would hit hium, he was sitting next to Sandra. "Sorry, we missed your little chat with Francine. There are other men, in this world, don't get hung up over one of them. Or is it that you just want to cause pain in Francine's life, because We're all for that. We would personally torture her with every bit of our being had we the chance. Her and her darling Kevin. Personally We thought that women liked people who were real men. BUt that's just olur opinion...So, did you get our supplies?" |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| "That my dear, all depends on what type of vampire you speak of. An average vampire would shoot, bite, or claw. While our former self would have used the sword he loved so much. Now...WE would use magic, not just any magic, menacing, powerful magic. We would immobilize our target, and depending on the amount of time we had to kill them, we would torture them, making small, superficial wounds in heavily sensitive areas. We would use salt, lemon juice, or other acids to our advantage. Not to mention fire, fire is a very good thing for death..."
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| "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." Division Rules as of 2-6-06 5:02 PM EST Seeing as there are no rules for Out of Division battles, I am Challenging Drizzt for the HEavyweight belt. I still see no rules on any sort of how to challenge the leader, other than letting them know. So, I will be sending a PM to Drizzt, and I will expect a response, seeing as how leaders are not permitted to decline a battle. SO I am exploiting the system, yes it is cheap, yes it is a petty move around the rules, but the rules must be concretely defined in order to have a good system. And seeing as how the rules are not at all concretely defined, I shall do all I can to make them that way. Normal Rules, plus the addition of another. THis rule is against inactivity, Should one particular fighter be inactive for a period of one week that this battle is going on in, A team of three Judges will have to rule on this battle, in the favor of whomever they believe did the best job in the battle. Xeios stood on a dark meadow. The grass rolling along, glistening and turning in the wind. His hair was lifted lightly by the wind, and several strands of it's white glory fell before his bright yellow eyes. The breeze sent a chill to his spine, and he proceeded to button his dark red leather coat. A coat which stretched to just below his backside. He blinked rapidly, and crossed his arms. He kicked a patch of green grass, which now appeared to be more grey in the dying sun, and a clump was pulled up, along with some of the dirt the roots held. He turned his head to the rising moon, and stared, examining the craters as closely as he could... |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 4854 days Last activity: 1164 days |
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| Name:Leon Ballain
Age: 17 Appearance: Leon is a young man, taking his looks from his father. With his straight black hair reaching to his chin on all sides, and parted over the left side of his face, he is often thought of as being very attractive. He stands at 6' 1" and is very thin. He almost appears to have no muscle mass whatsoever. He is very pale, but he has some complexion. He usually wears clothing that is tight on him, in dark colors and even sometimes random dress-clothes. He has amazing Hazel eyes that seem to change with his attitude/mood. He walked into a dark hallway. This place was amazingly huge. There would be so much to do here. His name was Leon. A lad capable of amazing things. At least, he thought they were amazing. He had run away from home. Mother and sister lived in the mansion shelter. With all of Sister's boyfriends. The little slut. Leon shook his head dispelling the thought of his sister in a perverted position. He shuddered and walked down the hallway. He heard voices coming from a door, and above the door was posted Chroma... Wait...Chroma, that seems like the power I control. The fire...It was in a game once. It was their magical energy. I used it to get here from the mansion shelter, destroying as many of the damned shadow beasts as he could. He opened the door, and walked in to see four sitting in the room. He scanned the room, and nervously turned his eyes away as the group began to notice him... "Uhm, Hi..." Leon spoke softly and sounded reserved and shy. He never really was confident, others didn't really like him much...At least until they got to know him... |
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