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 Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 8:35 pm
Tower 1
Opponent
Stark
Limiter:
You must release your MOST powerful form. Now If you share a body/Soul/spirit with another being/demon/spirits/ or ANYTHING at all THAT Being Must take over your body. This way you will be fighting at your most.
Battle Arena: Very Important Note:
All of the Battle Arenas are exactly the same for every Vaste Lorde. All Battle Arenas are extremley Massive, Like think the Size of a small Village giving everyone a ton of space. The Battle arenas have No Windows just straight walls and ceilings, there is no sunlight reaching in, just artificial Lights handing all around. THE WALLS CANNOT BE DESTROYED OR THE TOWER ITSELF, IT IS COMPLETLEY INDESTRUCTIBLE, GET OVER IT AND DONT POST THAT YOU DESTROYED A WALL FOR SUNLIGHT. Quote: ALRIGHT GUYS SOME GROUND RULES
RIGHT NOW ITS
ARAHARU + STARK
VS
ROREK + INFERNO + LIGHT
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ALSO LET'S MINIMIZE WHAT I LIKE TO CALL
"PAST REFERENCE POSTING"
WHICH IS LET'S SAY INFERNO POST, THEN STARK, THEN ROREK BUT THEN LIGHT POST HELPING OUT INFERNO'S FIRST POST I DON;T WANNA SEE ANY OF THAT! LET'S KEEP IT AS SIMPLE AS WE CAN!!
( This Does Not Apply To Duel/Triple Team Attacks Of Course )
( An Example of What I Don't wanna See, Let's take Inferno's First Post For Example and Stark's Counter to him. As You can see Inferno already did his action and Stark Did As Well but if Light had posted that he stopped What had already been done or altering it that it didn't happen that's what I mean. )
NOW MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL THIS IS
FREE FOR ALL POSTING!! THERE IS NO POSTING ORDER!! IF YOU ARE ON AND YOU CAN POST THEN GO AHEAD
BUT!
YOU MUST ALLOW AT LEAST ONE POST IN BETWEEN IN OTHER WORDS YOU CAN'T POST THEN POST AGAIN, YOU MUST ALLOW AT LEAST SOMEONE ELSE TO POST IN BETWEEN YOUR POST SO
STARK
STARK
STARK
ISNT ALLOWED BUT SOMETHING LIKE
STARK
INFERNO
STARK
INFERNO
STARK
IS ALLOWED AS THERE IS A POST IN BETWEEN FOR EACH OF THEM!!
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 4:07 pm
The only Hell ... The portal had opened within the tower as then a man with a pair of torn red trousers, a tank top and a scarf hardly remaining upon his neck fell through the portal, landing upon the ground with a strong 'THUD'. The mans straggle blond hair was as usual a mess, his arms, hands, shins, knees, feet, and many area's upon his face were covered in cuts, bruises and strange marks of injury. His face was plastered against the floor, cheek pressed against it as it spread like a cushion, although the area's of bruising caused this to ache.
In some miracle, Rorek managed to defeat Halibel although the consequences were very visible. his body seemed to quiver from the strain it had under gone, two cuts upon the back of the tank top dripping with blood from where wings once spread proudly. His eyes were badly bruised and hardly able to see through. Even his regeneration was having a hard time because of the draw backs Nezerra came with. He didn't even have the strength to move, his skin seemed withered as his hair began to go a brighter blond till finally becoming white. The aging after shock of Nezerra was starting as Rorek would seem like nothing more then a badly injured old man in a couple of moments.
He questioned himself why he was here, inside yet another tower, was there to be another battle, so soon? Also his beaten withered eyes couldn't see anyone else within the tower, and his energy tracing abilities were dulled. He had seriously struggled upon Halibel and doubted he could even stand against anyone higher, at lest not alone. He would lay there in his withered, injured state, awaiting for someone to find him....Is the one you create yourself.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 12:08 am
Another portal opened, and a lifeless body fell out of it. Landing on one knee and his arms that struggled it was none other than Inferno, the "Prize Fighter". Inferno like Rorek was left in a horrible condition as the fire demon looked over to see Rorek. Small bits of Inferno's body fell to the ground not in embers but ash. He was a sad dull yellow where Inferno was usually a bright and over flowing reddish orange. Burning with passion along his body, no nothing but a dull yellow. The Prize Fighter's body was grayish, and ashy looking it. He looked like over used charcoal.
Inferno himself looked as if he had the living hell beaten out of him. Of course, after taking not one, but two back to back 'Dragon Installs' from Barragan. He was lucky to be alive at this point. Inferno's body also quivering from the critical condition he was left in. Inferno could feel the limiter from the other tower wasn't present anymore, but it was a little too late. He had nothing more to give, and if this was another battle then it was hopeless. Inferno stared at Rorek, the both of them were alike except for one difference. Roy laid there with the glory of victory from his fight. Inferno was there with failure resting on his back weighing him down.
What was left of Inferno's cloak was shocking. Only strands of it were hanging from his waist and lower body. It was no longer the durable recognizable cloak that Inferno was often seen wearing. His which he manage to still carry hanging on what was left of his cloak on his side was a sign of how much of a beating he really took. The mask wasn't even a mask anymore, at least not for a face. It looked like a piece of scrap. With that, Inferno's body had many injuries and never before seen bruisings that were thought to be impossible considering it was incredible for anyone to get close enough to do such damage to the fighter with so many high level defenses.
Adding to that, Inferno's energy was critical, barely hanging on due to the fact he gave everything he had to survive the second and first Dragon Install and the transformation of his left his power with so many drawbacks. Inferno's transformation and pushing himself to such limits beyond anything he had every experienced had taken a great toll on him. Inferno's arms shook as they gave due to the fact they were too weak to hold Inferno up any longer. Inferno's corpse slammed on the floor with him still looking at Rorek. For them to even take Rorek out was unbelievable. Was this it? Riverrun's finest taken to their final resting places?
It looked like it, but Inferno refused to go down without fighting. Even in his condition, he would make the greatest sacrifice before submitting to the enemy. He knew Light was right behind him, but Light may have been in better condition than Inferno and Rorek. But not by much, their battle with Barragan was no walk in the park. Inferno now laid there waiting to see what fate had in mind for them all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 10:17 am
"You came.....?" David said quietly, hovering in the air above the portals.
At that moment, David began to scream in pain, as his Senna consumed more of him, continuing his transformation. Coughing up blood, his face buried in his hands, David was wracked with pain. A single tear fell to the ground in front of Inferno.
Inferno...... Light..... Rorek..... I'm so sorry..... Was David's last thought, before he fell into unconsciousness.
Straightening up, David was now a different man. His eyes were blood red, and although he had been bleeding a moment ago, he was grinning sinisterly.
"Pathetic fool......" quietly said the newly born Vaste Lorde to himself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 12:45 pm
The only Hell ...Rorek's eyes no longer had any colour to them at all, it all seemed to be nothing but gray circles marking where his blue pools and soft hues onces rested. Those withered lids opened widely as he saw none other then Inferno, falling within his sight. Those wrinkled lips parted further to allow the aged tongue within to move, attempting to speak. Although it was all for nothing as his mouth was so dry from the desperate absorbing of any natural substance the body produced, the body attempting to use anything it could to jump start the regeneration process, even if it would be slow it was trying everything to survive.
It was like a agonizing torture, a never ending struggle to cling to life as Rorek's mind was still contemplating the fact of how Inferno grew to such a state. His characterless eyes were still wide, those white orbs almost seemed to tremble at the very sight. It was unbelievable, all these fighters who pulled together to defend Riverrun in a final battle, were falling before any of them could even see the light at the end of the tunnel. It almost seemed hopeless if there was a fight to begin with them in such states.
The voice of davided echoed through his head, the withered body of Rorek curled back allowing his head to drag across the floor to face in front of him. The feet of one of their comrades, David could only be seen in the corner of Rorek's aged sockets. He only caught the change, his eyes softening as as though his mind failed to take in what was before him. One of their own had been turned, the purpose was not curtain.
Rorek would raised his bone like arms pressing his withered hands against the floor as he twisted, raised and turned his body in a last effort of movement. The injuries, internally and externally were immense as Rorek managed to place himself into a sat up position. His body hunched over, failing to provide the muscle power to keep him up straight. His eyes met the floor, those lifeless hues seemed to jolt around inside their sockets. his arms being used as lifeless props either side of his body as he would wait. Was their even any hope left being unsure, but he would await the outcome like any fighter would, with honor. ...Is the one you create yourself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 3:29 pm
♠
"...................."
After slipping through the portal Light found himself in yet another tower. No surprise there. Physically Light's body was in the best condition compared to Inferno and Rorek's. Energy and Stamina wise he was following close behind to either of them.
Crouching on the floor, Light's body also quivered and twitched against his will, his body easing him to rest. His body needed to desperately heal itself. Although he was barely in better condition than his comrades, being part angel lowered his physical resistance. A shame it was to have gotten so far in such a state. "Heh...." His eyes glanced up towards David. Perhaps their state was not as sad as their former comrade.
Light sighed, his shoulders were heavy with the fate of Riverrun along with the natural pain his body kept reminding him of. There were only two things Light could think of that could get him and his comrades into a better situation. But for either of them to work he'd have to gamble with life once again. And there wasn't much life from any Defender to bet with.
"......."
♠
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 3:44 pm
(Wow Rorek and Inferno Your post were amazing!! You guys really know how to add to the mood and story of the RP!! eek Good effing job guys! Seriously!!)
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 4:05 pm
 A rift slowly opened and Stark walked out quietly and when he stepped onto the floor not a single noise was heard, not the contact of the foot hitting the floor or anything. He had a serious look on his face which was rare since he always has more a tired and lazy look but he continued to walk but as he walked towards them knowing he was out of Rorek and Inferno's line of sight, they should now begun to hear much more footsteps as if a crowd of people were walking towards them the footsteps finally stopped and now all of a sudden in a circle around appeared numerous familiar faces!!
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA THIS IS THE FIRE LORD THAT BEAT ME NOW?! HAHAHAHA! PATHETIC!!"
Szayel:
"Hmph... What scum... Truly Scum..."
Nnoitra:
"Hehehehehe Hohohohoho Ohh wow Light... I must say this look suits you! Hehehehe"
Light Aporro Granz:
"Hahaha well I remember these two.. Fighting as a team and this is what you guys came up with? Well.. I guess it's what happens when you fight against us!!"And after a few moments of pure silence... The last two deadliest voices were heard that should run a chill through The 3 Warriors. Halibel:
"Oh Rorek.. What a shame to see you in such a condition... Hmm What a true Shame.."
Barragan:
"Hmph If it wasn't for Lord Stark wanting all the fun I would kill you three right here...Hmph..."All of these Vaste Lorde that were presumed dead were now all alive and they all seemed to be in Peak Postion as if nothing had ever happened to them, Just exactly what now was in Store for the last 3 Remaining Defenders of Riverrun.. Was their time breathing finally up? Or Would by some miracle they now survive...Only the next few moments can tell all that needs to be told.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:44 pm
Araharu was the next to appear. But it was to be expected, Araharu was normally always right behind his brother. His feet landed with a soft tap on the ground. Araharu was dressed in the standard white vaste lorde uniform. He crossed one arm over his waist and the other over his shoulder. This stance always made him look even more regal than he usually did.The light in the tower fell upon his flawless,smooth skin and cast a beautiful glow on his face. Araharu ran a hand through his long, shiny, soft aqua-colored hair. Araharu's hair was definately oddly colored. It was the color of the ocean on a sunny day and two golden rings circled the top of his head. Araharu's eyes were deep and baby blue as well. His deep, icy blue eyes scanned the area and his opponents. "ugh..." Araharu muttered. His blank expression recoiled in annoyance. They were in such bad shape and looked absolutely horrible. He turned his head away from them, not being able to bear the sight of such disgusting things. Araharu really disliked anything that wasn't as beautiful as he was... Araharu almost felt sorry for these three. They were clearly outnumbered, it almost seemed unfair. In fact Araharu was sure that this battle would be over sooner than it began. He raised his hand and covered his mouth as he yawned and sighed at the same time. The sense of battle was about to begin. It was in the air. It was deathly quiet and only the gods themselves knew what was to transpire next. ((in case you were all wondering this is what Araharu's looks like in fullview. Minus the wings of course... http://nashya.deviantart.com/art/His-Golden-Sunset-23057854 ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 3:37 pm
The only Hell ...Rorek's eyes would be upon the ground still, those lifeless orbs partly covered by the ages pieces of skin which were his lids. His white hair was probably the most appealing thing upon his body at this moment. The foot steps were like the drum beat of an executioner, slowly approaching the stage to end the lives of the ones chosen. Suddenly those lids opened wide, the voices of those they had slain, booming into his head as those white orbs trembled once more. Filled with disbelief as then they closed, hearing the words of Halibel.
A hatred raged within Rorek, mixing violently with the feelings of hopelessness and helplessness. Those withered lips parted again, exposing clenched teeth as then they parted, a nasty dry scratching sound emerged from his dried out body as he spoke to the floor, unable to raise his head to see the group around them. "Get .... Bent...." was all that cracked from his body, struggling to even say these words as they were directed towards Halibel and the entity that sounded the noise of disgust towards them.
Rorek may of been completely out of steam, but he was far from losing his bark, at lest in spirit that is, physically he struggled to produce any eligible work from his lips. He knew not what waited for him now but it seemed all their battles accomplished nothing. what was the grand plan of the one that watched over them, it would seem it would soon become apparent.
((Oh, thanks ^_^;; glad we set the right mood with that sweatdrop )) ...Is the one you create yourself.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 12:19 pm
((
I was gone all weekend because I was hit by some of the hurricane. Funny how I thought it was impossible for it to hit my location, next thing I know get hit. I had no power, and to make it worst it hit during X-Fest. The concert was so badass but while body surfing or going crazy in a mosh pit, I lost my keys to everything. So I was locked out of my apartment and whatnot. That plus huge state power outages means no internet. So that is why I haven't been on all weekend. Ill post later tonight.))
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:47 pm
((Short post))
Inferno just laid there...
((Sorry, alot going on right now.))
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:27 pm
(I was waiting for Light and David to post again but It seems they aren't so I'll post again in about an hour yo)
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:38 pm
((Yeah I was kinda expecting a few others to post >_> but no such luck? sorry for the OOC.))
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:44 pm
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OOC:
Didn't think I needed to but I guess I can spew something out. >___>
IC:
Muffled voices? Some of them sounded a bit familiar. Familiar and obnoxious. Illusion..? Somehow the fallen had came back from the dead, granted they even were killed in the first place. You never could know if you were rid of someone for good these days.
His body still shook with pain and fatigue. His gaze never lifted to fully look at any of the Vaste Lorde as his eyes shifted around the tower. Seems things kept getting worse for the remaining Defenders or Riverrun. Was this fear creeping under his skin? His heart overtoned the mocking voices, the strong beats of his heart pounding loudly within his head and his chest. Fear...No, this wasn't quite that. Perhaps it was the feeling a wild animal felt when cornered.
Whatever was to happen, Light was starting to prepare for it. Slowly, very slowly he'd start to give in to the feral intentions he normally kept suppressed. Of course he would wait to see what conditions were set upon them before really doing anything.
"............"
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