~&#xTh;e Ones Denied Of Fate%~ (Dirk = Gone >.<)

[The Nacirema Dream]

((Can't find it. It really wasn't that big of a deal. He made us wait like a month for the list, and it wasn't even that good. Mr. Furry was up on top, and Unreal and trois weren't even on the ******** thing. That about killed it for credibility's sake. C-130 barrel roll=much better.

But CHANGING THE SUBJECT, here is an excerpt of Skyburn at his best!))

Skyburn

EDIT: ((Popes! You ******** god-modder! What is wrong with you?
Are you brain dead?
You will fight me, you goddamned n00b! You just speedhacked and shoeelved. Ever hear of a post order? You're penalizing me because I pay attention to detail! You're posting multiple times just because you can't stand to wait a god-damned minute.

If you refuse this statement, I will order a Roleplaying embargo on you. There is one key thing to learn in the Gaian Resistance Forum: Don't ******** with Skyburn.))

EDIT: ((Read here if you ever hope to become a good roleplayer. You've got a long way to go. The only post you have to read is the first post on the front page.))

lol AMP

[[Lord.Blackheart]]

((I got URL'd here by Olde English.

Steve128967 (10:35:03 PM): ........
TheHoboBob7 (10:35:13 PM): him at his prime
Steve128967 (10:35:14 PM): I read the first paragraph
TheHoboBob7 (10:35:18 PM): him and the gaian resistance
Steve128967 (10:35:21 PM): Did you forge that?
TheHoboBob7 (10:35:27 PM): no
TheHoboBob7 (10:35:29 PM): it's original
Steve128967 (10:35:29 PM): I... I...
Steve128967 (10:35:30 PM): ...
Steve128967 (10:35:33 PM): I'm speechless
Steve128967 (10:35:41 PM): .........
Steve128967 (10:35:44 PM): WOW.
Steve128967 (10:35:51 PM): Just WOW.
TheHoboBob7 (10:36:03 PM): roleplaying embargo ftw
Steve128967 (10:36:31 PM): Somebody needs to stop using exclamation points and italics
Steve128967 (10:36:33 PM): holy s**t dude
TheHoboBob7 (10:36:37 PM): lol
Steve128967 (10:36:37 PM): I want to ******** shoot him
TheHoboBob7 (10:36:39 PM): new term
TheHoboBob7 (10:36:42 PM): roleplaying embargo))

[The Grand Duke]

( Close. Barrel roll finishes second. But damnit, does he have the AMP memorized? )

[Just Naota]

((Uh, guys. This isn't our thread. Let's get the ******** out and either move to the O/M OOC or Chrjo's thread. Which ever is best, or we can revive the oringinal Jihad thread with the purpose of just posting OOC.))

[Brandan Cromartie 2]

Lykaios Theta

Brandan Cromartie 2

Dirk Graves

((Raven just got OWNED by WG...I think she owned him more than my post xd xd xd ))

[ Since you didn't do any "owning" it's pretty simple to say anyone could have beat Raven better than you could. ]

(( Also. I don't see you beating the s**t out of Raven. The point is he did it. Not how BADLY he did it. xD It doesn't take much to do so, but Dirk likes making fights interesting, and not making his opponent lose by the greatest margin possible. If he wanted to do that, he'd do what he did with me when I fought Raven Cect the first time (I believe Dirk remembers that post at The Order). One post, and I was dead. Alright? xP So Cool it. ))

[ Been there. Done that. I've read Dirk's fights; he had to fight himself before he made anything worth anyone's time. Do not speak to me on interesting fights of people who couldn't spell in the past and killed their own members because they got bored. Obviously it wasn't interesting enough. ]

[Lykaios Theta]

(( A good point, but it was a method to practice and hone skill, further a plot-line (as well as keep a dying guild alive), and gain attention from those who would actually be "upto-par" in fighting him. I've done it before, though I didn't use different accounts to do so.

As for anything else you've just mentioned, I have no comeback to. I'll let Dirk defend himself as needed. The only reason I'm still here is to see if Raven has a comeback to my earlier post and act as referee should an OOC fight break out. ))

((That, and boredom is setting in as another 40something-and-counting thread reports pile up. x.x ))

[Oblivionic]

'locked in position'? Quite possibly so. However, this does not stop him from attacking... even through himself.

His katana twists in his right hand, held over his head. And he brings the sword stabbing through his torso. Beneath his right lung/diaphram to be precise. This would mean, at the woman's heigth and having her back to him, it should stab through the left side of her chest... right where her heart should be. (though we know demons sometimes have odd places for that sort of thing... if they even possess one.) The attack coming from her back, as well as through her enemy, would make it all the harder to know of, detect, and counter. Thusly, the most likely outcome will be Nekurajin falling foward in pain as he begins to regenerate; and Yuna, stabbed through her demonic heart and purified. If it does not flat out destroy her, she would surely be close to death. The very purpose of his sword to destroy the darkness. So, death/destruction aside, the other possibility would be a slow death, rotting away at the purifying power of Jenosaido.

[Luna Nevin]

Luna came out from below deck. She had been hiding from many things, and now it was at least semi safe. She hoped. There were still silver streaks in her hair, but they were quickly fading.
Luna went straight to the railing, and sat on it. She loved the sea, it was the only reason she bothered being out here. She loved the vastness of the water, and the death that wallowed it in. In the deep dark depths. A rather sadistic smile spread across her face, as she just watched the waves.

[Dirk Graves]

((Raven isn't responding, so I guess I'll go ahead and post))

+Dirk continues to perform his techinque, Athena's Love. Allowing his crimson red eye to dance its way over to Yuna, he grits his teeth. Turns out the Demon Lord was in need of some help...And considering she had helped him before, and pretty much took the fight with this man for him, it looked like it was his "civic" duty to help her. Dirk sighs, and kicks off in the direction of the two. Dirk kicks off towards the man just as his Katana was raised in the air. Dirk sails through the air in his direction and as he does this he chambers his right leg. Dirks waiste wrap flows wildly in the sudden updraft, his charcoal black armor gleaming off the sunlight. Just when the man would pierce the blade through his own torso, Dirk's right leg was on a direct course for the mans initial neck area. The kick itself was executed with such speed, that his leg could only be identified as a charcoal black blur. Hopefully, Dirk got there in time before the man had the oppertunity to pierce Yuna's chest, and if not...Yuna didn't have a heart anyway+

[Oblivionic]

Diaboros didn't take too kindly to interference. Raven had tried... but strangely vanished. Yet, HE remains. In a flash, his own black blur crosses paths with Dirk's. Noticably larger, his right arm loops around Dirk's chest from behind. As no doubt Dirk would be grabbed, a sudden shift in direction as Diaboros kicks off from the deck, moving upwards. His wings whip out and push off the air, sending the two further up, and past the mast. As he continues the flight upwards, regardless of how Dirk may attempt to fight back, he yells out angrily in his gutteral, doubled voice; the kind an archfiend normally possesses.

"I said... DON'T INTERFERE!"

[Dirk Graves]

((Ummm....Okay?))

+The clash ruined the deck beneath the two. Dirk quickly plants his left foot in the ground, and with his right leg (which was already active), Dirk quickly performs an axe kick with his right leg. Considering his leg was already in the air, this kick would of been performed with some serious speed. Dirk would quickly execute the kick, not as an attack, but as a block. Dirk's heel aimed to drive itself into Diaboros' right forearm, aiming to not only negate his attack, but maybe break a few bones. Regardless of whether or not his kick had made contact, Dirk would quickly about-face, chamber with his left leg, and fire out a devastating "mule" kick. This kick was aimed to drive his left heel directly into Diaboros' intial chest area. Each kick he performed was performed with such speed, such accuracy, such sheer strength, that not only could a loud "slashing" sound be heard with each strike, yet his legs were only identified as charcoal black blurs. With each motion, Dirk's crimson red eye would glow dimly+

[Oblivionic]

((How does one block a grab from behind, with a kick?
Honestly, man.. melee requires SOME form of realism.
Think about it Dirk... "... right arm loops around Dirk's chest from behind."
Explain to me how a kick of any kind can be a counter, unless Dirk can kick himself in the face or chest... It's not even plausible, lest ye be reed richards.
On another note, Diaboros is 12 ft tall. How tall is Dirk?
I mean, I normally research my opponents, to find basic details like physical description and equipment/armor... but you lack a char sheet in your journal.

Also, Yuna... you won't be getting a save from Dirk now. So, post.))