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 Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 5:31 pm
The floating orb descended after two days. No challenger had come. Yawgmoth was tired of waiting. The darkness faded away leaving the dark titan sitting on the ground. Standing up and brushing himself off he sighed. "But of course." he said quietly to himself. Deciding to feast and regain some lost stamina from lack of food he started a trek to the bar.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 5:36 pm
DT appeared near the wall. "Damn he is leaving. I was hopeing he would do something beside take up space." DT leaned up againt the wall laughing.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 5:46 pm
DT disappeaereed in a bored state of mind.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:12 pm
With a pop, Ziven appeared near the battle arena. With slow steady steps, she walked inside, looking around with wide eyes. Today she would be tested. There was a feeling of unease in her mind, but she knew with confidence that there was no way to improve without being tested. Unlike learning from books and other teachings, she was not able to simply absorb the truth of knowledge, she needed to practice. Inhaling deeply, she began casually stretching as she continued to walk. Her elbow blades were attached to a belt that held the waist of her tunic in place, making use of that space with both function and shape. Continuing to move, she tried to clear her thoughts and come to terms with the idea of what the test would be like with Ali.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:20 pm
* Ali smiled as he stood up and grabbed the weapon of his choosing with his right hand, lifting up the massive blade that Pyramid Head was always seen carrying and resting it against his right shoulder. Slowly moving into position before he and then extending his right arm so he litterally held the large cleaver straight outwards towards here with only the right hand. The reason for such a weapon to be chosen was for three things, the first was that the size would make Ziven more nervous, the second was that it was very strong so there would be less chance of it being broken, the last reason was to actually see if Pyramid head did represent himself and by wielding the cleaver in such a manner showed that they were each one side of the same coin known as Ali.* No magic. Defeat me. Those are the rules. Now come at me.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:35 pm
She bobbed her head a bit, looking nervous now for a moment. There were many thoughts on her mind, but she forced herself to clear her mind again, focusing only on what was before her; Ali. Shifting her feet, she ran at him full speed, fetching her blades as she did.
Her left blade was flat against her forearm, so she could use it to block the edge of his blade if he swung at her and even if he did not, providing he remained in place, she would be able to force his blade away from her. The right, swung out in an offensive position. Again, providing he did not move, she would easily cut in to his left forearm or hip, or both.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:41 pm
* Ali moved the cleaver back to himself and smiled a little, moving his right arm so the cleaver was on the left side of Ali's body. Swinging the blade in a diagonally upwards motion with quite remarkable speed due to his strenght, his left hand ready just in case he had to catch something.*
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:48 pm
She frowned a bit, of course he would anticipate this. With a jump, she put a spin on her motion, still able to deflect the blade with her left arm. Moving upward and back around his right shoulder, she would be able still to reach out with her right arm, jabbing through his right shoulder as her toes met the ground, her left leg would reach the ground first and use the momentum to spin around, possibly kicking his feet out from under him.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:55 pm
The man has been watching the battle from the stands. When he appeared there was uknown, but he was ever silent as he watched...
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:56 pm
* Ali groaned a little as she stabbed his through the right shoulder, feeling his one foot begin kicked afterwards. With a quick hip thrust to his left he forced the left leg to slam into hers again, making sure she wouldn't be able to sweep him off his feet this time. At the same time also dropping the cleaver at it's peak, twists his right hand, grab ahold of the cleaver again and moving it down faster then it had going up, attempting to stab her without looking.*
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 4:10 pm
Her eyes narrowed slightly, forcing herself not to feel bad about having injured him .. again .. deciding that she could give her apologies later. Before his next movements had even begun to start, she had pushed off, jumping away from him, off to his left, behind him. The blind swing was unsuccessful and opened greater opportunity for her to harm him. Given her light frame and agility, she was able to kick off the nearest pillar coming at his left side again from above. In this movement, she switched both blades, turning them with perfect accuracy, lying her right flat and her left to the offensive.
As she went flying back towards him, she stabbed in to his left thigh, using her right blade to shield herself against his blade, if he were in motion again. This would do one of two things - if he was not pulling his blade towards her, she would use the friction of the blade in his leg to turn herself again to continue her assault from his right or if he was swinging his blade back out at her, by shielding herself, she would be forced away from him, to push off from the blade to then go at him from the front.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 4:19 pm
* Ali gritted his teeth as the blade entered his thigh, however the injury had it's use. Now he knew where she was and he was going to make sure that blade remained there, giving a quick and forceful push with his left leg, Ali enabled the sharp blade to pierce through the leg, grabbing onto the blade sticking out on the other side with his left hand and holding it there while he turned around counter clockwise. Swinging the cleaver with the blunt end first.*
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 4:27 pm
Shit. Of all the ways for him to act, that was NOT an option she had predicted. Though it would not be comfortable for her, she pulled her legs beneath her to the other side, knowing the blunt side of the cleaver was pointed towards her. Pressing both her feet against the edge, she used the force of the blade swinging at her as well as all of her own strength to pull her blade from his leg and hand. If he were still remaining solidly in motion and asserting his strength, she would be able to jump from the cleaver to move on to her next attack. If he faltered, she would be able to reach the ground and land on her back, ready for the next attack.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 4:32 pm
The man leaned forward, interlacing his fingers just underneath his nose as he watch.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 5:13 pm
* Ali took a deep breath as just after he had stopped the cleaver from moving too far, instead withdrawing it and taking a single step back. He was still standing, injured, bloody but still standing. Adrenaline was pumping so much through his viens it felt like it had replace the blood, little to no pain being felt as of now. Time to take it up a notch just because she deserved it.
Raising the cleaver again, Ali brought it down at his left wrist. Chopping the hand completely off, gritting his teeth with a sadistic smile upon his face. Critters six tentacles emerging out, tearing up the lower left arm almost to the elbow, each of them exposing their razor sharp talons as well. It would be long before Ali was in the blood rage state a vampire had due to loss of blood, at that time all that matter would be win and feed.*
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