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 Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 10:41 pm
"Oh great dragon king, we bow to your wisdom!"  "Your word is like a word that we must listen to!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 11:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:58 pm
In a super special awesome time Paradox Ghidorah never showed up to the tournament, preventing his death. The same probibly happened to Gojira, but thats up to the director of Gojira
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:08 pm
Unfortunately, no one from Toho Studios was available for comment, so Gojira (who was apparently turned into Meltdown Gojira by the ninja's sword) continued on his rampage.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:16 pm
NAY. DOST GHIDORAH PERISH? AYE. FOR THOU HATH BROUGHT THINE FATE UPON THEE IN DUE NATURE. REST WELL, MIGHTY BEAST. GODZILLA, GOJIRA AMONG MEN, STILL THY RAGING HEART. FOR THINE WOUNDS ARE GREAT AND REQUIRE REST. THY RECORDS WILL BE WRITTEN ON THE SCROLL OF AGES, PLEASE HOLD RESET + POWER BEFORE TURNING OFF THY GAME. THESE WORDS YE DRAGON KIND MUST OBEY, SO SAYETH THY KING, I, THE DRAGONLORD. 
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 1:26 pm
The Ghidorah suit was trashed as well as the actor inside and supporing puppetiers. It was a sad day for the crew was a bunch of lesser dragons, but the true King Ghidorah was somewhere in space waiting.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 7:45 pm
On the other side of the obscenely large field of fighting rings...
A young man stood. Alone. Bored. Tired.
He wore a Venom Signet uniform. A blue affair, with silver buttons and the V and S symbol on a patch which rested on his left shoulder. No one would be able to see that patch, as it was covered completely by a jacket-cloak that was unbuttoned at every button save the topmost one. The collar of this cloak-jacket covered the man's mouth, revealing only his very dull looking eyes.
He didn't wear a ring on his gloved hands, oddly enough, but he definitely was in the Signet.
His name was Sui, or 02-88.
He wielded a massive sword over his shoulder. Not as rare in this place as it was everywhere else. Indeed, massive swords were something of a comedic staple at places like this. It made Sui feel nice.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 8:17 pm
 Non-Canon Crossover - Meeting with a Stranger
Gaian Tenkaichi Budokai, a prestigious tournament that seemed well known across this odd land Argos Ki'ha had somehow come to, was now at his feet. The Drell Assassin had last been seen in The City of Broken Hope, fighting against a woman only known to him as "Red". His travels there were short lived, and his ventures have no seemingly brought him to yet another place like it. Tournaments, proving grounds of the strong and brave, the many who feel they are the one who shall overcome any adversary in their path. It was a strange thing, these people of gaia seemed to follow. Be the best, the strongest, the most well known out of any of your equals... it almost intrigued the drell in terms of the nature of this planets people.
Oddly enough, for those who weren't pre-registered into the tournament, there was an exhibition arena. This place was obviously meant for outside squabbles between spectators and eliminated contestants alike - maybe to get through post-fight grudges or to end long time rivalries. These were all trivial to Argos though... he had come here once more just to investigate further into the culture of the land.
"Interesting," his gravelly voice rang out into the halls of the arena. He had gotten curious, and though he had been prepared for battle at all times, the Drell could not help but give into this little curiosity of his right now. He felt there was someone, something waiting for him at the other end. What could it be? He'd soon find out.
His last bit of footwork landed him in the western entrance of the Exhibition Arena, and at the other end stood a man obviously bored out of his mind. Another fight for the new guy? Perhaps, but his cautionary training had taken over at the mere sight of the man before him. He was well armed, intimidating and... well, well dressed. Argos' own red leather overcoat and matching pants paled in comparison to the mans own attire, though the Drell did take great pride in his Alliance Grade Combat boots and twin Alliance Grade combat knives hidden away within opposite inner pockets of the jacket.
In a spot of shear kind greeting, the Drell yelled aloud to his potential opponent in his gravelly, mid-pitched voice.
"Are you looking for someone in particular?" The assassin greeted. This wasn't normally his way of doing things - very contrary to his silent, kick a** and ask later methods. Something told him though that this large blade wielding foe was going to have more than just a five word answer for him.
Time to get serious...
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 8:33 pm
Really, it was a shame that the creature had not attempted to assassinate Sui. The blue clothed man was facing the opposite direction from him. This seemed odd, as the man didn't neccisarily walk at Sui's back to start with. Yet it seemed that wherever the assassin creature ended up walking, he would see the flat of Sui's back.
If he was really observant, he might have even caught the Signet officer's feet shuffling to keep his back facing the man, or he might have seen the bored looking pair of eyes glancing back to re-check his positioning every few seconds.
"I didn't notice you there." Sui said, after the newcomer had walked within hearing distance.
"...you are...an alien creature. And..." He raised his fingertips to his temples, as though concentrating on something in the opposite direction from his soon-to be adversary,
"You are a warrior. Yes..yes. My mind's eye sees all."
Sui was not psychic, for the record.
"You have come to challenge me. But first, a test."
Sui took a deep breath in. As he did, and his chest expanded, power surged through his abdomen and his arm whipped up to the handle of the sword on his back. With an agile pull, the five foot long slab of metal raised up from its leather strap, already unbuttoned in preparation for this unveiling show, and Sui spun on his heel. The sounded of a heavily expelled breath preceeded the storm.
Whumwhumwhumwhum-
The sword was flying through the air horizontally, all of its massive weight spinning at breakneck speeds toward the newcomer.
Way to answer the guy's question, Sui.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 9:18 pm
Sui "I didn't notice you there." Sui said, after the newcomer had walked within hearing distance.
"...you are...an alien creature. And..."
"And what?" Ki'ha said lightly. He noticed the man shuffle around a bit from the distance he was at, and could so much as hear the very sounds that his feet made when doing so. His senses weren't failing him yet.Sui "You are a warrior. Yes..yes. My mind's eye sees all."
Sui was not psychic, for the record.
"You have come to challenge me. But first, a test."
His right hand thrust forward, and within his open palm he created a dark blue orb, hued with an almost ethereal glow. It was quick, very quick actually, as if done by a master of the art. In truth, he was only using the mysterious force that was called "Mass Effect" in a way that would literally clash with the blade and knock it off its course.
VWOMP!
The orb collided with the blade in mid-air and knocked it way over the drells head in an arc that would land it behind him. A clever attack foiled by a clever defense.
"Was that it?" taunted the Drell now, making a slow approach upon his well dressed opponent.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 9:31 pm
A panting Sui failed to respond.
That throw appeared to take a lot out of him. What had been the point? Even if the alien hadn't used its powers the throw, really, wasn't all that difficult to outmaneuver. The fighters were probably fifteen feet apart.
But the assassin had shown him something new. Something interesting. Was it worth Sui's apparent weariness?
The officer couldn't help but smile.
"That was it, alright. Your turn." Sui said, righting himself from the doubled over position the throw had left him in.
The sword, flung harmlessly in the air, slammed point-first into the arena behind the assassin a moment later. It sunk a solid foot into the surface. It must have weighed a holy shitload.
Underneath the tattered wraps of grip-tape, a small sigil sat on the handle of the weapon, one that was matched by a similar sigil that was tattooed onto the swordsman's right palm.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:13 pm
 Kirigo would yawn as he wandered aimlessly. He held a very relaxed and nonchalant disposition. This was only made more evident for his lack of concern for his outward appearance. All his clothes were wrinkled, and covered with dirt. It was rather odd, even though he looked like bum his hair was perfect and he lacked an odor. Enough of that though, in the distance he saw a little girl with body of a woman. Hormones were unleashed as his eyes were fixated on that a** in that tight purple. "Gawd dayyyyum, she can get the d**k blue hair and all." He said with a smile on his face, as he began to make his way over toward her.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:22 pm
Heidi noticed someone in the distance. She noticed something weird about him. She began to walk closer. Her hands crossed in front of her chest, she wanted to stress to the person she wasn't in the mood to play games. Blue orbs brought the poor man into focus and thus Heidi noticed him.
....Is he homeless ?
She thought to herself. A quirky expression surfacing on her face. For a lack of a better words, he was dirty. Eying him up and down she noticed his apparel it was so last year. But his hair looked nice, sighing at this acknowledgement she spoke.
"You look lost kiddo...I think the homeless shelter is on the other side of town " She barked. Her arms uncrossed and now rested on her hips. Heidi was a female that wanted results, so when she saw a bum and knew where he needed to go she told him so. Her hands remained on her hips as she moved in closer
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:25 pm
Killing is not worth living for.....  This girl walked into the room very lady like and looked like she had no emotion. But on the inside she had no idea where she was. At first she had missed the Opening Ball and now she had wandered into a random room lost. "Damn! I knew I should've asked that waiter where the exhibition room was! she muttered to herself walking straight with her head down hoping no one would see her....and I'm hoping I'm the one to stop that nonsense...
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 11:35 pm
Oh no this b***h didn't... Kirigo looked at her with a look of disgust. How dare she have the nerve to speak to him like that. As he thought this the song "Stomp em in the nuts" was blasting in his head. Although, this chick didn't have nuts to stomp as far as he knew, he could change it to stomp em in the ovaries. It was close enough.
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