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

[Just Naota]

((I'm not saying that you can't say anything about my character in relation to others? I'm saying that it's gay. GAY!!!!!!!! Gay as in, it's NOT fun.. ever... to fight Satan x50. It isn't cool, entertaining, or makes you a "true OG."

Can't you just ask to see a profile??? That doesn't seem hard, and if he doesn't have one. Wouldn't it be smart to continue when he does, especially since you're so scared that he'll pull something out his a**.

That sounds a bit communistic. You're RPing in a place with different opinions on demonology and how the heirarchy goes. Eitherway, in Demonology and Theology. It's been said, and implied that Arch-angels and Seraphim can BE the same thing. Different texts state that Lucifer was both, and so it can be said that they're exactly the same. Theology isn't set in stone and it's always up for debate.

If I were Diaboros, I'd be so much different, seeing as he's so gangsta. I'd be like: "Yo, bitches! I'm boss now, ********. Get me a million hos! *to himself* yea, I'm a pimp. I know!" Referee doesn't seem a job befitting such an UBER character. It's like an Ex-Navy Seal becoming a libarian.

Cheap-shot. And you hitting him from behind wasn't? Once again, convenience.

I'm here because I want to be here. And I'll be staying until Dirk tells me to leave. And I might show up later. My character is stuck at A&O.))

[Just Naota]

((My last OOC post for a while, or until I get tried again.

Did Oblivion make a fool out of himself and deleted his posts???))

[TMI]

♥|PaRaDiSe Is Like pOeTrY...

[ : sigh: ]

[ The idiocy of this whole matter will never cease to amaze me... Also, Naota... You do infact rock. ]

[ xD <3 ]

[ As for Obliv... Yet again... How many times do I have to explain it. First off. If I can attack you from behind and you see it somehow someway without even giving an explaination as to why... meanwhile speed being Yuna's greatest feat, and yours being... oh. But wait. You're just all powerful and can see through anything and move super fast and have 50billion other powers, I forgot. Sorry. I should have known.

Anyyway. So. Raise your arms above your head. Notice, your shoulderblades do infact move when you do so. Yuna was pressed against the side of his back. ... Let's see. Where are the shoulderblades? Think she would feel him moving? Yeah. I think so. Now. ...Let's think about this... as I say it yet again... Speed is Yuna's greatest feat. She would have enough time to turn around after feeling him move, see the blade, and try to block it.

But whatever. I've already decided it's fairly pointless to even try explaining anything to you just because you're just that damn dense.

The end. ]

[ n_n ]

Yuna slowly stepped back from the man, guarding herself still. If she had nothing to defend, she really didn't care to fight the man. Maybe torture him after Dirk had his fun, but for now, she was bored. Taking a few more steps back she found herself once more against the main mast, her eyes moving over the situation with curiousity. It was likely she wouldn't be out of the fight for long... but maybe she would atleast have some time to paint her nails.


[ By the by, for those of you who don't know, this is Yuna.


Edit-

Ohh that's funny. So after finally reading your journal, I've come to realize you infact are all powerful.

...You make me want to cry.

Dirk, I think it's my turn for the two hour long phone rant. ]

...LoVe Is Like A tYrAnT.|♥

[Lykaios Theta]

(( -Steals a pair of Dirk's Pants and Wears Them- D< Yar. Queen of thread now. Listen to me. ))

(( Next person to commit OOC suicide in post-form ( I.E. Bitching ) gets bite and scratch marks on 'em courtesy of me. ))

(( x.x Unfortunately for Dirk's Side, and for Obliv's side, I'm staying neutral. XP However, work out the differences in PM or we'll go get a judge, and by judge, I mean ME. >o To nitpick every post you make and b***h about everything you do wrong. ))

(( If you are not involved in the fight, please refrain from inputting your own opinion in the thread. ^^ This goes for Ebil, Naota, Rose, Vampiric, Dyne, Orca, Blackheart, Tacitus, ********, PolkadotInsignia, and anyone else I happen to know of, would like to not offend in any way, and/or is inputting their own two cents to blow this thing way out of proportion. ))

((Dirk. Much like you did with Raven, figure a way around the attack, or use an interrupt post-style to get yourself out of the attack. It's a common way now to get around attacks, as well as supposed GMing, and Obliv apparently likes fighting using the attack-and-interrupt style. Whoop-de-doo. >< I'm not meaning to offend, just keep things rolling and everyone from going chaotic. ))

((Obliv. x.x Please don't antagonize Dirk, or TMI/Yuna. If you have a question about a block, ask before you post. For the love of God, if I can keep my cool while fighting ******** Gelmax by asking him questions about crap that seems impossible yet he can pull off, I believe we all can. >o My patience level, contrary to what most believe, is at a negative level, and with the added bonus of insomnia, it's getting into negative double digits. ))

(( P.S. Didn't yell at Mekryd because he only made one, non-agressive post. Didn't yell at Drax because he was only trying to RP here, and then we have "RAWROMGFTW" happen. ))

((If ANYONE makes me come back in here, I might be pissed off enough to ask one of the mods to lock the thread until you can resolve the damned conflict and calm down. Not sure if I have the authority to do so, but I'll be damned if I don't try it. >o So cut the s**t, and RP. ))

(( Thank you all for reading this. I'll be laying on my couch if anyone needs me. -.- ))

[Oblivionic]

((I've decided to refrain from arguing. I can do it so easily. So, I'll make a post later tonight. When I have time.
But rag on my character's again, because I bother to list all attributes and abilities, and I'll make sure you know ALL of my characters.))

[The Nacirema Dream]

When in doubt, overwhelm the enemy with 50x the amount of forces.

-Sun Tzu

[Oblivionic]

((Creating a melee character with increased physical attributes, regeneration, a defense to ranged, and the ability to match his opponents' strength is just plain good strategy. Hardly 'all-powerful'. Hoping you weren't looking at an earlier version of the character. sweatdrop
And Olde, first post you made in response to one of mine, that didn't leave me annoyed. Good job. surprised ))

Nekurajin continues to 'pant' as he heals otherwise permanent damage. Still he holds both his sword, and one of the female's daggers. Both rest in his tight grips, on the ground in fists.

"Thought you'd be wanting this back...."

[TMI]

♥|PaRaDiSe Is Like pOeTrY...

[ I have nooo idea. ]

Yuna shrugged, one hand now around a bottle of nail polish, two fingers holding the brush which now glided over the opposite hands fingernails.

"But of course, however... I think I'll wait for Dirk to have his fun. I was thinking... then, I could just pry it from your cold dying fingers... and maybe have a bit of fun myself." She hardly seemed bothered by the situation, now that the man was injured. Where as most might continue attacking the man while he was down, Yuna really didn't feel like dying by the hand of her blade. Again.

...LoVe Is Like A tYrAnT.|♥

[~^FingerSecks^~]

Lykaios Theta

(( -Steals a pair of Dirk's Pants and Wears Them- D< Yar. Queen of thread now. Listen to me. ))

(( Next person to commit OOC suicide in post-form ( I.E. Bitching ) gets bite and scratch marks on 'em courtesy of me. ))

(( x.x Unfortunately for Dirk's Side, and for Obliv's side, I'm staying neutral. XP However, work out the differences in PM or we'll go get a judge, and by judge, I mean ME. >o To nitpick every post you make and b***h about everything you do wrong. ))

(( If you are not involved in the fight, please refrain from inputting your own opinion in the thread. ^^ This goes for Ebil, Naota, Rose, Vampiric, Dyne, Orca, Blackheart, Tacitus, ********, PolkadotInsignia, and anyone else I happen to know of, would like to not offend in any way, and/or is inputting their own two cents to blow this thing way out of proportion. ))

((Dirk. Much like you did with Raven, figure a way around the attack, or use an interrupt post-style to get yourself out of the attack. It's a common way now to get around attacks, as well as supposed GMing, and Obliv apparently likes fighting using the attack-and-interrupt style. Whoop-de-doo. >< I'm not meaning to offend, just keep things rolling and everyone from going chaotic. ))

((Obliv. x.x Please don't antagonize Dirk, or TMI/Yuna. If you have a question about a block, ask before you post. For the love of God, if I can keep my cool while fighting ******** Gelmax by asking him questions about crap that seems impossible yet he can pull off, I believe we all can. >o My patience level, contrary to what most believe, is at a negative level, and with the added bonus of insomnia, it's getting into negative double digits. ))

(( P.S. Didn't yell at Mekryd because he only made one, non-agressive post. Didn't yell at Drax because he was only trying to RP here, and then we have "RAWROMGFTW" happen. ))

((If ANYONE makes me come back in here, I might be pissed off enough to ask one of the mods to lock the thread until you can resolve the damned conflict and calm down. Not sure if I have the authority to do so, but I'll be damned if I don't try it. >o So cut the s**t, and RP. ))

(( Thank you all for reading this. I'll be laying on my couch if anyone needs me. -.- ))

((-Starts bitchin, just wont stop- Sorry when I heard you were biting and scratching I had too. And somethin bout a couch, only fits one unless your horizontal.xD razz ))

[Dirk Graves]

Oblivionic

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+

((You are wrong in it. It wasn't about time, it was about physical possibility. Can Dirk kick himself in the face or not?
I'm only continuing on the premise that despite your BS, I'll still win.))

Physical superiority. That was what best describes the match-up. How much hope did Dirk possess against an archfiend of Diaboros' caliber? Afterall, he easily transcends the level of a mere demon. Over a thousand years of combat experience, and this 'newb' tries to kick out of a grab? Points for originality, in Diaboros' mind.

The counter-kick bangs against his armored arm, against his bracer to be specific. Now, he could go ahead and try to 'mule' kick Diaboros, but the fact of the matter... Diaboros towers over Dirk. So with Dirk on the ground, his best bet was to aim for the archfiend's... chest? Bit of a stretch, really. Heavily armored. So what was it that Dirk hoped to hit? His nuts? Armored. His shins? Armored. Thighs? Muscle-bound, natural armor. And speed kicks lacked the power necessary to even move him. Just kinda bump off of him, maybe minor bruising.

Diaboros was mildly puzzled, though not confused. Both of his hulking, clawed hands jolt forward to grab Dirk by the head. If successful, they would apply crushing force upon this lowly demon's skull until smashed. And by jolt, I mean, those black blurs Dirk is doing with his feet, so hard to counter because of their speed? That fast.

+Dirk Graves, the Demon Hunter Master, who's recent series of events had turned him into what he hated most. Dirk was a master of melee combat, considering thats all he did. Kicking out of a grab wasn't anything special to Dirk, considering he only used his legs in combat. Diaboros may of been tall, may of been hulking with muscle, but that didn't matter to Dirk - he had taken down much bigger. As Dirk's heel smashes into the fiends armor, Dirk quickly uses the force that was given from the recoil, and leaps fowards, avoiding the grab. Dirk quickly plants his feet in the ground and looks up to the gigantic creature. A small drop of what looked to be black blood drips off of Dirk's right cheek. Apparently, while he had dodged the monsters grab, a single claw from the beasts right hand had gave him quite a nasty gash along his cheek. The thing was strong, and It looked as though Dirk would have to place much, MUCH more force in his kicks in order to do any damage. Right now, it was like a kid kicking the side of a tank, and he was getting nowhere fast. Dirk quickly switches his stance from that of a normal standing stance, to that of the DreadHeel. Dirk puts 80% of his weight on his left leg, allowing his right leg to rest on the ball of his right foot. Dirk's left hand rests by his left hip in an open palm, his right hand was in a fist by his chest. Dirks crimson red eye glows softly, awaiting whatever the monster had in store for him.

[jjdude]

can i join smile plz??? talk2hand ninja 4laugh rofl arrow twisted

[~^FingerSecks^~]

((Gotta fight me to join, you post first.))

[Oblivionic]

((Lazy post. Kinda distracted... sweatdrop ))

Nekurajin rises, nearly healed. He looks upon Yuna with his monochromatic eyes, raising her dagger towards her(left hand), taunting.

"I think I'll give this back to you...."

Diaboros, on the other hand, raises his hand to his forehead and disappears. Though, he doesn't really disappear. He goku-ports to the upper atmosphere. Doubt anyone could sense him, 7+ miles away, directly above the ship. But, he's there. He begins his freefall, using his wings to further speed him.

[Flamefox Merimac]

Flame would appear on the ship with chains on back. He was waiting for someone.

[~^FingerSecks^~]

Cayden appeared, an eased smirk resting on his lips. His hands were placed in his pocket, the hair on his head gently flowing softly along with the breeze. Peering over at Flame, he smirk grew a little more. "Hey love." Cayden said playfully, he chuckled and shook his head.