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Who will win? |
Yusuke Urameshi |
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81% |
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Ganato Jin-Mesa |
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18% |
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 3:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 3:48 pm
Rynn idly sat in the stands watching the fight, slightly dismayed by the unnecessary enthusiasm of the announcer, who didn't appreciate the true beauty of a fight.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:18 pm
Yusuke grunts as the barrier starts expanding, placing both hands against it as he pushes to stop it, his feet pushing into the sands in an attempt to get some grip, his body starting to flare with his spirit energy. All would see the raging aura around his body as he clenches his teeth, going against the barrier as much as possible, but the friction below his feet him not helping. "Come...on," he groans as he continues to push against it until suddenly he is slammed into the wall as intended, the debris moving through the air, smoke filling where he had impacted, obscuring him from the view of others.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 10:00 am
Mesa chuckled a bit to himself, "that was quick" shaking his head optics would scan the area completely. It would genuinely seem that the man had simply been crushed, stroking his chin a moment he felt the slightlest twinge of doubt. It was rather easy, he thought bringing his right hand up in the air. Pointer and middle finger extended and together he'd trace a horizontal line within the air, as he did so a black line was drawn in the air before him. When he reached the end of his intended line he'd snap his wrist away quickly and the line would burst into the tiniest shards of ki energies. These shards would then burst forth at where his opponent had fallen, thousands of shards no bigger than sewing needles speed towards the area and completely obliterate it, the small pieces of energy burning thousands of tiny hole into the arena wall and should Yusuke still be there his body would be completely destroyed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 11:45 am
The shards would create more dust and debris, causing more of a smokescreen, no energy reading able to be felt, as one was not exerting itself outward. Nothing seemed to move afterwards, just more smoke filling the area, obscuring even over a hundred feet as it rose into the air. However, a reading will begin to rise in intensity as a projectile was coming from above toward Ganato at a sixty degree angle, using the sun as its cover. It was a energy projectile seemingly from nowhere, but it was going somewhere, and right for Ganato. Ganato has only a few seconds to react as the projectile nears.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:56 pm
"Urameshi-senshu is thrown into the wall! This looks bad for the human fighter! Will he get out of it alive!?"
Koto screamed loudly; running back and forth along the top of the wall trying to get the crowd riled up. It worked. People were standing up and cheering, shouting so loud that they spat up greasy stadium-nachos onto the people in front of them. The crowd was getting pumped.
Koto continued bouncing, twirling, screaming, and pumping her fist in the air.
"Another powerful assault by Mesa-senshu! Urameshi is nowhere to be seen! Did he survive the- WHOA~!"
She stumbled backwards, nearly falling off into a spectator's lap.
"A COUNTER ATTACK!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 9:57 am
Mesa would finally notice that there was really nothing behind the barrier of his and thus released it. Sincing the slightest of twinges within reality itself noting an energy signature above he'd look. Angered a bit by the severe glare impairing his vision, his normally crimson eyes would filter and be tainted with a black tint switching his vision to monitor an energy signature. His eyes would light up as he noted it was indeed spiritual energy. The fact that yusuke was using spiritual energy would open this fight up tremendously. Casting forth his sphere of influence to manifest an aura 10 ft from his form on all sides. It would identify the energy signature and move to convert the energy into his own, in sampling the man's spiritual energy he could also unleash a series of other possible techniques.
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 10:21 am
The projectile coming down toward Ganato continued until suddenly a shot fires from out of the smoke, clearing through it as it follows quickly after Ganato from a lower positioned source, moving faster than the one coming down toward Ganato. The first one only acted as a decoy to get his attention onto it, sense wise and visual wise, as this one now approaches at haste. The first one suddenly diminish within twenty feet of Ganato, but right behind it, aiming straight for his opponent's body was the true projectile. If it struck him, it would send the guy flying backwards across the arena floor before crashing into the wall that he would soon meet.
Yusuke would be standing up on the edge of the one hundred foot wall, his right arm extended while his left hand was gripping his right wrist as the debris slowly fades, the thought in his mind wondering if he got him. As for Ganato's aura, if the projectile comes into range of his aura, it would suddenly feel a disturbance in its attempt to identify the signature, as mixed with it was Yusuke's own demonic influence. This allowed a sort of "mask" to hide away Yusuke's own unique signature, as well as served to allow Yusuke's energy to be more personal for his own use. And so, when the aura uses its scan-like technique, its open sensors would instead be disrupted, allowing for possible damage to Ganato's mind and body, but moreso to his mind, due to its destructive nature.
In it all, Ganato standing there would leave him open for not only his body getting damaged, but his mental state, too. Maybe this would teach him not to tamper with other's energy without first knowing how they worked.
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2006 6:37 pm
Yusuke was simply nieve if he truely thought Mesa was standing there unprepared and unaware of what he was up against. Invisible psionic tendrils currently latched to the realital super strings of the arena and surrounding areas gave him more than enough intel on both projectiles. His perception enhanced by such a broad understanding of this reality made it almost impossble to actually catch him off guard.
Having already read the energy signature of the projectile coming towards him and altered the polarity of the molecules within his sphere of influence to absorb and convert such spiritual energy. All ties from Yusuke to this nergy would be severed immediately, though a single link would be formed track the enemy. Smirking inwardly as the energy was absorbed it would be met with his own spiritual energy, and a dense orb of greyish matter would materialize in front of his body. The energies would re-appropriate themselves within he orb, a grey outer shell began to thicken where as a silvery mist like essence would gather within. Black electricity began to danced all about its edges as and a synthesized hum of the energy converging would rise above the chatter of the arena.
Now using the spiritual link he'c turn this attack into a homing missle of apocalypse. The beam burst forth, no immediately on track for Yusuke but with a sudden bank in the air it would come streaming towards him at incredible speed. The spiritual energy, enriched by his as well as Yusuke's and all of he souls he'd collected, was pure destruction, it would obliterate anything in its path at its smallest levels working upwards in size from sub-atomic to material. If Yusuke moved it would follow, energy dispelled against such a beam would be absorbed and converted. Physical and meta-physical barriers of lower tier than realital manipulations would pale in comparison to he defense needed to withstand this blast. Would Yusuke survive?
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