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 Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 11:46 am
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 5:57 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 5:59 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:02 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:13 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:13 pm
((Depends on what you deem life.))
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:22 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:43 pm
((*whistles* Whoo...quiet.))
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:44 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:44 pm
KenoTao Post 7 Keno was beyond confused now. It was clear that Protean wanted to hit him with that axe, and he was tired of avoiding it without knowing why. He drew his hand back and leaned towards the left, letting the head of the axe strike him before rolling toward the ground corkscrew style and landing on the ground firmly on both feet. He definitely felt a bit of his energy drained. So that was it. Protean was working on wearing Keno down. Well that was one problem solved.
In an instant, the tiger's ki doubled in a huge spike and at the same moment warped into Shunkido, the useful technique he learned from Deity. He took his time moving ten feet in front of Protean and preparing a Tiger Strike the with the strength of two million units of ki. If the lycan wanted a taste of Keno's power, he'd give be sure he received it the right way. He timed it so that Protean would receive the hit to the abdomen once he touched the ground.
Again, it wasn't quite the strike that Protean had been hoping for. Nevertheless, it served it's true purpose and the werewolf could feel Alastor Guardian bestowing him with a portion of Keno's energy. As the werewolf continued traveling upwards, the axe in his grip took on a hazy crimson red aura. An aura that soon traveled to Protean. The fatigue and drain of the fight was gone, as well as the bruise on his spine from the Black Tiger's bo strike. It was only a little energy, but it was just enough to heal a simple bruise like that. "At least I won't be feeling that anymore.", the werewolf thought with a grim smirk. "Now for the second surprise"
Suddenly, Protean felt something very wrong. The air around Keno and himself suddenly tingled and spiked in energy, and an instant later Keno was gone. Golden eyes widened with the sudden realization of what that meant. "s**t! Shunkido!" If there was ever a time to up the ante, now was it. "Alastor Guardian!", the werewolf roared just as he beginning his descent, throwing the axe as hard as he could to where Keno's scent was now coming from. Which was now directly below him, now that he looked. The axe traveled at perilous speeds and was precisely aimed thanks to Protean's sense of smell. However, right as the weapon was within three of feet of the Black Tiger, Alastor Guardian's second ability came to life. Some would say literally.
One moment, there was nothing but an axe falling. The next instant, a sinister knight in black knight in wicked looking armor had appeared out of nowhere and was swinging the weapon downwards straight for Keno. Meanwhile, Protean suddenly vanished and appeared ten feet behind Black Tiger with the Windrunner technique, both of his fists blazing with SoulFire thanks to the Soular First technique and raised above his head. Then, Protean slammed the two of them into the earth at his feet, creating a moving wall of blazing white SoulFire.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:01 pm
Post 9 Keno wasn't one to let the same trick fool him twice, no matter how many were used at once. The axe, or whatever it was becoming, would take a pretty hard hit from Keno's Tiger Wave, which Pro, for one reason or another, threw it straight at. Then the werewolf used that speed technique again to try and get behind Keno. Obviously a pincer move. Wasn't gonna work though, since Keno decided to barrel roll to the left and dash in that direction. Once he was sure that he was now dealing with two beings instead of one, he merely gazed at Protean, as if somewhat disappointed with the outcome.
Some thigns couldn't be helped as the black furred feline sparked with electricity and produced not one, but two replications of himself. His fight was with Protean and no one, or nothing, else. The two replications were exactly as powerful as Keno, with will independent of his own, and he sacrificed no strength to make them, so he wasn't afraid of that thing getting through to him, and even if it did, he wasn't too worried since he was confident he knew how to react. The clones positioned themselves between Protean and his familiar, clearly marking it was going to have to kill them to aid its master. Keno then looked as Protean and in a flash was gone, using his After Image and Signature Confusion technique in combination with his wind senses to keep all traces of his scent from reaching the lycan's nose.
From above Keno was descending quickly on the werewolf, having bolted straight up and back down without notice. His speed was well over 10 times the speed of sound and rising faster than it should be with the effects of gravity. If he got close enough, he intended to claw the canine in the face and bury his fangs into its neck and toss him towards the far side of the ring. If for some reason he was unable to close in, he was ready with another trick up his sleeve.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:06 pm
::As quiet as the grave, the tall Mystic Orinian Wolf Devil is found high above the ring, perched at the edge of the rafters in a standing position, both heels together. As he can imagine Protean is at this very moment, his sense of smell alerts him to the locations of the two beastlike warriors far below him as they battle. As keen as that sense is, his mind can track them with a significantly better accuracy, their varying ki signatures acting as signposts leading to their respective forms.
Watching the match is very entertaining to the Tonepian boy - this one particularly. He has only seen Keno's Black Tiger form a few times. The most recent of these encounters transpired as Deity was under the control of his crazed alter-ego, Fierce. Going only by that brief scuffle, he knows how much potential lies in that transformation, and thus what Keno can probably do with it. Even so, the wind-user has grown so much stronger since. It'd be interesting to see his limits now.
Then there is Protean, the towering werewolf. His battles are well documented in Deity's Club Orion archives, as is his speed. Incredible for such a strange form, without sacrificing any power. Still, the wolfen boy has a great many other tricks up his sleeves, along with this new axe of his. The Orinian devil can sense something strange about it. It is reminiscent of the ancient Shinorei blade, though its affects aren't quite as palpable. Still, it's something to take note of.
Remaining silent as he watches, Deity's now-vibrant bloody vermillion hair spikes up and above his crown, so different from the dull, shorter blue shade many of his friends had grown accustomed to. He honestly doesn't like this style, but it's hard to manage; and it blends in to greatly with his headband. No matter, for now it'd be best to look over this match, one for which Deity himself would like a say in the results.::
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:12 pm
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:13 pm
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