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 Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 12:10 pm
~Damian Flinch~______________________ 
That made sense, Zero must have heard his name when Dimitri use to say his name, back when the tournament was either finishing or had finished. After Zero answered Damian's question he looked at his bow when it shot full charge, so his mind went back on what was more important. "Yeah. Lets show them what their missing. Damian said with a mischivous grin which propped itself on his mouth. That grin died down slightly as Damian turned to the left and began to run ahead with his spear back in it's previous position before he stopped.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 1:41 pm
Dark_Ryosuke Post 2  Dark came to an sudden stop after his spin, having missed his target. But he was still prepared. Once the samurai lifted herself in the air he was already ready to launch one of his signature attacks. He thrust his arm out towards the samurai, both his flames and aura encasing his left arm. What was supposed to come out was his signature dragon, but the muscles in his arm struggled to keep the attack. So what came out instead was not the dragon-like attack, but a swirling ball of fire instead. Clear out of the way!The Chaos Dragon roared just as the ball of fire continued upwards. Even as the samurai would come down on it, or cut through it, the flames would lick around his female opponent, charring bits of clothing or heating up any metal substance that she would be wearing. And just as the Chaos Dragon instructed Dark cleared out of the way as quickly as he could. Seeing as how fast the samurai came down on him he couldn't avoid it in time. The female's blade grazed the entire left side of his arm, a shine of blue scratching off the surface of his arm as her blade continued down. He had only took a step or two away from her once she landed, the ground uprooting and sighing breasts of rock and dust. Dark staggered, but caught footing with a simple backflip, distancing himself from his enemy. Without thinking or even seeing if his opponent was still on the spot, Dark drew in a heavy breath before releasing it in a beautiful bloom of darkened flames that swirled around each other to form another, but larger and slower, ball of fire that would explode on the impact towards the female samurai. Though he was aware, he was avoiding the pain and trickling of his blood that was running down his left arm.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 2:33 pm
Post 3 He wasn't surprised at the slightest that his fireball was destroyed. This was a Controlled. He had remembered the Rebels speaking of these beings but no one had any solid intelligence on them. Dragon. What was that just now? My arm couldn't go through with the attack.. Dark asked the Chaos Dragon within him as the samurai stood her ground. Before the dragon responded though Dark was already assaulted with the same speed as before. He barely had a chance to twist his ankle to an angle before the samurai was already bombarding him with a multitude of thrusts. His aura quickly moved to travel through his body for protection. You've never used your left-arm before, and you should know how much strain it puts on your arm. You're muscles aren't used to such pressure. And now it looks like you'll hardly be able to use that arm..Dark kept back-pedaling, the thrusts constantly grazing his body, the samurai's blade chipping off chinks of his 'armor' (aura). The more hits he took the more fatigued he was beginning to feel. What are you doing?! Retaliate! Something's wrong..I feel weak.. Dark replied, beads of sweat already falling from his face. He sped up on his backwards retreat, and upon the third step kick-stepped away from the samurai. He reappeared an estimated thirty-feet away, but disappeared again. He kick-stepped once again, but back forward towards the samurai. His next reappearance wasn't as close as he always chose to, but about ten feet away. Once he reappeared he landed on a single foot and jumped forward, a blurry image leaping towards the samurai's left. Like after-images two copies of Dark split from the center one, surrounding the samurai before quickly closing in on the samurai in a dash, each clone having the posture to roundhouse the samurai with enough strength to send her flying away. His Split Step was to conjure three after-images where only one was real, but his location was always to his choosing - whether he was the middle, left, or right. The only evidence to find the real Dark was to look for a less transparent image.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:13 pm
With the moon in the night air, it seemed appropriate to take in the beauty of this crazy world. "Ya a draconoid is a half human half dragon hybrid. Most of us have a genetic ability such as I can breath fire and shoot fire balls," Numon said as he looked down. "Though I have to say, I dont remember hearing or meeting another named Dark, No one I knew...knew of him or even told me of him." As the air and light started to dim, the idea of landing for the night would be the best bet at survival."We should land for the night, its probubly not too bright to stay up here forever."
As his wings soared along the current, he heard the little vampire say somthing. "hmm...that sounds like a good idea, and matter of fact it seems like its coming up not to far ahead of us," Numon said as he looked around. "Though I wonder if shin and nila have made it to this, cave?" Cold in the air and darkness around, Numon soon started to land, and finally landed on solid ground. "Well here we are, solid ground."
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:53 pm
Luna Thorn ~ 
-- Post 1 --
Luna hadn't really given to much thought as to what the controlled looked like - just it's eyes. However, when she really noticed the creature's appearance, she was a bit shocked. It was like two people in one. She let out a low growl at their conversation about killing her, and Saerin. She wasn't exactly too happy with that thought. The anger finally took over, and her eyes turned a bright red, only a few specks of purple remaining. She watched as her attack was destroyed by a simple swing of their scythe, and she growled a little more, obviously annoyed. This may be harder than she thought.
When they brought their scythe up at her and Saerin, she dove into him, pushing them both back just fast enough to get out of the way. She landed on top of him, but pushed herself up immediately, turning back to the controlled with a fierce look in her eyes. She grabbed her daggers, twirling them and wielding them, than dashing in a series of various movements - forward, back, left, right - until she ended up behind them, only to find a second face. She growled and shot forward, aiming for the heart, expecting that Saerin would be doing something on the end of the side with the man's face.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:49 pm
ultimashade Issac Niall "My name is Issac Niall..."
"But call me Zero please." Zero had to do a lot of searching back to remember. "Five hundred years ago, I've seen you before but I only really heard somebody use your name one time, you use to have a brown cloak or something close right?" His left hand started to glow black as his good bow shot was charged up. "Anyway, we better move on, the more we stand around the higher chance we have of missing the fight, everybody will pack up their things and go home, nobody wants that." He said with a cocky smile planted on his face.
"Forgotten worlds left behind by him, he searches once again for those places."11Guardian-Angel11 ~Damian Flinch~______________________
That made sense, Zero must have heard his name when Dimitri use to say his name, back when the tournament was either finishing or had finished. After Zero answered Damian's question he looked at his bow when it shot full charge, so his mind went back on what was more important. "Yeah. Lets show them what their missing. Damian said with a mischivous grin which propped itself on his mouth. That grin died down slightly as Damian turned to the left and began to run ahead with his spear back in it's previous position before he stopped.
Cutting off Damian's run and circling Zero as well, a controlled appeared. Fairly speedy, the fellow suddenly stopped to stand before the two rebels. There wasn't anything exceptional about the controlled besides his eyes and peculiar shoes.
"More speed bumps to roll out," he said to seemingly no one before gnarly wheels popped out the bottoms of his shoes and started burning out in reverse. Without warning, the shoes violently shot backwards causing the controlled's upper body to pitch forward and for the feet to swing around behind causing the wearer of the shoes to do a frontward flip. While flipping forward, the controlled's wheels suddenly grew in size as multiple jagged spikes protruded from them. The frontward flip had brought the shoe wearer within kicking distance of Zero and Damian, and as the legs were coming down with their lethal shoes, the two rebels risked getting shredded in half from the head down.(Loose idea of what the controlled lookes like They call me Shoes Replies to this will be your first posts and need number 1 in them...we are going to 10 before deciding what will happen according to how the battle goes.)
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:45 pm
Dark_Ryosuke Post 3 He wasn't surprised at the slightest that his fireball was destroyed. This was a Controlled. He had remembered the Rebels speaking of these beings but no one had any solid intelligence on them. Dragon. What was that just now? My arm couldn't go through with the attack.. Dark asked the Chaos Dragon within him as the samurai stood her ground. Before the dragon responded though Dark was already assaulted with the same speed as before. He barely had a chance to twist his ankle to an angle before the samurai was already bombarding him with a multitude of thrusts. His aura quickly moved to travel through his body for protection. You've never used your left-arm before, and you should know how much strain it puts on your arm. You're muscles aren't used to such pressure. And now it looks like you'll hardly be able to use that arm..Dark kept back-pedaling, the thrusts constantly grazing his body, the samurai's blade chipping off chinks of his 'armor' (aura). The more hits he took the more fatigued he was beginning to feel. What are you doing?! Retaliate! Something's wrong..I feel weak.. Dark replied, beads of sweat already falling from his face. He sped up on his backwards retreat, and upon the third step kick-stepped away from the samurai. He reappeared an estimated thirty-feet away, but disappeared again. He kick-stepped once again, but back forward towards the samurai. His next reappearance wasn't as close as he always chose to, but about ten feet away. Once he reappeared he landed on a single foot and jumped forward, a blurry image leaping towards the samurai's left. Like after-images two copies of Dark split from the center one, surrounding the samurai before quickly closing in on the samurai in a dash, each clone having the posture to roundhouse the samurai with enough strength to send her flying away. His Split Step was to conjure three after-images where only one was real, but his location was always to his choosing - whether he was the middle, left, or right. The only evidence to find the real Dark was to look for a less transparent image.
During Dark's approach, samurai girl stopped her barrage of thrusting and took a defensive stance with her sword in both hands. The approach of Dark's three selves received no reaction. It wasn't until all 3 kicks were flying through the air at the swordswoman that an action was taken. If the kicks continued towards their target as they were moments prior, one Dark would have his leg split in half up to the thigh, another would lose his leg at the knee, and the last would have his leg skewered from foot to hip. While the samurai obviously moved, to all those watching she would have appeared to remain still or to the quicker mind a blur of motion.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 6:12 am
Issac Niall "My name is Issac Niall..."
"But call me Zero please." [Post Number 1]
Zero's eyes widened as he jumped to the side, but in his surprise he had forgotten that these people weren't as human as anybody he knew. "The heck, it looks like we'll fight sooner than usual." Zero jumped in to the air andd fired his fully charged void shot, he knew this guy was much to fast to be absorbed so it'd slow him down to a human speed though, if he was still in the same spot Zero fired. He already felt fatigued, but he had two more shots under his belt for this guy. Zero also crush the ground with his blades right after landing so if that void shot messed up, the controlled would get stuck in the cracks now on the ground. They lead from him, to Damian, and other random places. In this battle Zero would play a more defensive role in their victory, but there was always some weird things happening next after he protected himself.
"Forgotten worlds left behind by him, he searches once again for those places."
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:35 am
Post 4 Almost simultaneously two of the after images - the samurai's center and right- were revealed to be nothing more than transparent. It was at that moment that Dark found himself in a jam. Unable to counter, or avoid the slash he focused whatever aura he could into his knee. His kneel collided with the samurai's blade, his aura flailing like lighting once the slash connected. Before long he was sent flying away from the samurai in an incredible speed, tumbling and rolling on the hard stone ground until he twisted and spun to skid to a stop with both feet and hands; but his knee buckled, and fell to the ground. It's hard enough to see her attacks..let alone have enough time to think of a reaction.. Dark thought, moving to a stand but falling back on his injured knee. He may have avoided losing his leg but it was severly injured, if not broken. His Steps were out of the question, as well as any running. Rose..Zero..take care of yourselves.. Dark muttered, taking this very moment to quickly look around. He quickly glanced at every and all the buildings around him, noting his position as well - in front of a couple of buildings that would lead into a still lit-alley. Maybe not as strong as the entire city, but still lit. "I can't move with my knee like this..so I'll have to remain stationary.." He muttered to himself, lunging his katana towards samurai in a straight path, lethal enough to pierce through stone and more. It was only a quick distraction to use his flame to close up the bleeding wound of his left arm, and spit several fireballs at the buildings around them so that chunks broke and would slowly fall around him, and into the alley behind him. Once they landed dust engulfed him in a violent storm, keeping him hidden temporarily, and he wasted no time. His flames engulfed his entire arm, from hand to shoulder, feasting on his aura, and his vision even coming to a blur as the sweat continued to fall down his face. What's wrong? Can't you feel it..it's like I'm being drained.. Dark replied, shaking the feeling off. There was a half second of silence, before the serpent like structure of a dragon shot out of the smoke in a glorious roar, twisting and turning, crumbling and crashing into everything it touched until it was but inches from the samurai. Mixed in with Dark's aura allowed it burn nearly anything without magical/energized resistance, and when put up against such a power would often leave a struggle for power between the two opposing forces.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 8:41 pm
Menace
"What matters most is not the past or future..."
Running swiftly with a number of IS Rebels with him, Menace quickly maneuvered the streets of the WillBe city as he searched for the one working teleportation pad that would take him to the castle. The quiet evening of only an hour or two ago was now filled with noise and chaos. Buildings and streets exploded and shattered in a continuous symphony. Plumes of smoke and dust wafted into the air and clouded a bit of the blue glow from above, but they also acted as a blanket for catching the numerous flashes of light that were produced from the battles taking place below. Screams of civilians caught in the cross-fire and cries of dying rebels accompanied the explosions and clash of battles. The city soon had the smell of blood and decay clinging to it.
There was only a handful of Controlled who were vastly outnumbered by the IS Rebel force, but it was obvious the death count was one-sided. Menace grit his teeth and set his eyes ahead with an unshakable determination within them. It was expected and planned that there would be casualties, but after everything was over, would predicting what would happen soften the blow when the true extent of what was lost was revealed? Turning another corner, Menace and company were faced with another gruesome sight involving many of their slain and mutilated comrades littering the demolished street. It was too late for them. Victory that night would be the only thing that could be done for them to make their deaths of any meaning. Not long after, Menace and his group found the center of town and the teleportation pad to the castle came into view. Unfortunately, it appeared to be protected by one of the controlled and a magical barrier that put a dome over the pad.
"...but the present..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 9:07 pm
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After grabbing a change of clothes that Rose managed to find from within one part of the Rebels base, she quickly changed into them, much preferring to fight in pants and a shirt rather than a tattered, old dress any day. When she'd finished, she ran out the rebels base, follwoing a number of the Rebels themselves that were doing the same thing; heading to WillBe, joining the fight. Which, Rose thought to herself. I guess means that I've joined the Rebels after all. As she ran closer and closer to WillBe, the group she'd come out with slowly started to seperate and spread out as some Controlled came at them.
Pausing where she was, Rose took note of everything that was happening around her. Using her telepathy to a degree as she sensed for anyone that might be coming at her from any direction that was not an allie but a controlled. Sensing someone from her left who was not a rebel, she turned towards that direction preparing to defend herself when she noticed that she was not the object of the controlled's intentions. Seeing who was, she found it to be that girl named Jupiter whom she'd met after waking up from the time leap. "Jupiter! Behind you!" she shouted to the girl as Rose herself ran toward her to help.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:16 pm
~Damian Flinch~______________________ (Post 1)
Damian had stopped and took a battle stance when a boy came into sight, they ran into their fight much sooner than Damian expected like Zero said. Over sized wheels with jagged spikes at the same time front flipping might prove to be a difficult enemy, but this just means that Damian would haft to yield to his opponents attacks and weaknesses. Shortly after Zero made his move and the controlled began to attack Damian quickly decided his next move before the controls attack killed him.
The first thing Damian needed to do was dodged the attack. Damian had thought about it in the little time he had to, so he jumped backwards out of range of the attack momentarily. Damian analized the foot wear the controlled had while he continued to jump backwards at the same time avoiding the crakes Zero made because of his Void Shot considering he was close to the controlled. "I'd better think of something, fast." Damian murmured not even caring that he thought out loud.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 1:25 am
Harold "Harry" Jackson  A man went screaming through a window as a large white hand tossed like a baseball. The controller wore all black, very simple. He wore his brown hair slightly spikey and his gleamed black. Since the time they had been dropped in the future Harry had been working. He had grabbed Chey and ran. There was no time to debate really and teleporting could be potentially dangerous. After having found a group that need assiatence he had started cracking the books (Dev was helpful with this part). He and one other healer were the only magic users of the small group of humans. She took care of Light and Good. Harry took care of the Dark and Evil. (Always strive for balance) He had perfected many of the arts that he had once swore not to use but as of right now, he didn't care.
He had come with the rather small group of human (nothing special, just very angry) and was taking care of those who were planning sneak attacks. "Fireball" Three men screamed in pain as they were engulfed in flames and he continued to walk, clearing a path.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:52 am
"Lights of the town are shining,
with a chilly pain like ether anesthic.
Unable to sleep at 2 A.M.
Everything has changed and lost control of rule." Chela Vilixion Rampage  Curtian call had been a while back. Now, it was showtime, and everyone was playing their part. Chela'd been running along with a group of women, and had killed a few people already. Being an Assassian, she'd been quick and clean about it, breaking necks, or the spinal cord. Two of the girls had already fallen, but Chela knew it was part of war. People would die.
Chela'd been on her wayto meeting up with the few girls left from her group, when some buildings started to shake. Chela had to stop running, and balance herself out. Besides,she had to turn anyhow, and she couldn't while running. Turning out of an alley, she was in a clear bit of road. She was holding one fan in one hand, and she was twirling a daggeer in the other. Turning to see some short man run at her with a sword, Chela chucked the dagger at him with a blank expression. It stuck in the hollow base of the throat, and he fell to his knees, choking. Chela came up, and with a quick twist of his head, he was dead.
She started running again, and soon she was in sight distance of Menace. She ran that way, wondering why they were just standing there. She came up, just as the two other women flanked in on either side. Chela looked around everyone, to see a controlled. The eyes spoke screms, and Chela visably winced silently for that person. How cruel it was to control another against their will. "Hey take me to nuclear reactor,
I wish to dive into core,
wanna fly, fly fly
A ray of blue lights surround my body,
Beautiful."
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