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 Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:13 pm
Allt he Dantes jumped into the air as Scy's wings emerged, the air below him falling apart as every one of them grinned, landing behind the strong blast of deadly air. Slowly, they each stood, six men seeming unable to falter as they took their swords in hand, spreading out around her slowly as they spoke in unison. "Riddle me this, lovely...
Can an illusion REALLY injure you.... if you belive in it?" they were spreading out, looking like they would surround her as the Dantes pulled their swords back, laughing as they yelled. "This dance is over! Prepare for the bre'vado!" The Dantes waited, their patience seeming infinite as they all watched Scy.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:28 pm
Scytheress laughed softly, keeping one hand extended while the other ran through the silken locks fluttering about her head from the wind of the swallow. It was never a matter of belief for Scytheress, nor a question of existence simply the idea of an entity. There was no real way to prove the existence of something nor disprove it. So naturally Scythe didn't believe in the existence of anything, not even herself. Yet if the entity remained in solid tangible form then it will hold sway to the make-shift world these people called Reality and thus Scytheress would deem it worthy of interaction. As for Dante's clones she'd disregarded them as 'real' from the get go. When they did inflict a wound upon her then she'd change her mind. As for now Scythe stayed focused on the original Dante, keeping her spinning blade between herself and him. A lot of her energy was going into manipulating the swallow, but again it wasn't a full transfer but an extension so she could retract the energy and displace it easily to other use if needed.
"Do I believe in it...Lovely you knew me back before the Elf found her beliefs, I'd think you'd know better. Guess I was wrong ne?"
When Dante finished speaking there was a boom of sorts sent at Dante, is was as wide as the swallow was long and acted as a compression wave to knock him back and stun him. Once that attack was shot off the twelve wings began to give off the illusion that they were consumed in intense heat, like the mirages in desert-dried eyes.
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Dante Tony Redgrave rolled 6 100-sided dice:
95, 52, 7, 73, 98, 70
Total: 395 (6-600)
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 12:47 pm
((Seeing if any hit, 1-50 miss attemtping to hit her, 51-100 hit the miraging Scy ))
The six Dante all rushed towards her, each one speeding almost to ram into her as Time seemed to stop around Scy literally, the flash of six blades cutting towards all of her vitals from each of the different Dantes, One of them, the one rushing towards her back, completely missed trying to hit the ribbons of her form, hiss word passing through thin air as the others all made their marks, wondering if it would have any effect against her now quivering form as all of them passed her, the attack seeming to last an eternity, yet only lasting about five seconds. It was one of Dante's techniques for killing bounty: called the Shadow Flash Cry.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 2:06 pm
Scytheress could only defend against three of the five connecting strikes with her current resources. The frontal attack ran into the swallow, the tip being knocked off target and back but jarring the swallow enough to make it loose from Scythe's hold and fall. The other two would encounter two of her wings, each imbued with the disintegration ability. But from the moment these two wings took on the attribute they began to dissolve her other wings as well since they had to reach over all but two of her other wings. When Dante's swords hit these two wings they would turn to black ash like all else touched by the black feathers. The final two attacks, the ones coming from her sides but just back some hit with full force. The two blades slipped through both her lungs and protruded out her chest, their tips too burning away as they hit the feathers in front of her. Blood flew passed Scytheress's lips as the crimson liquid filled her broken lungs and eight of her twelves wings were severed in some way from her back. The Fox clenched her teeth down in a pained grin, she'd lost and she realized that fully now, but she wouldn't fall alone.
"Well l..lovely...seems you...got me this time."
She coughed out a short laugh, her eyes dulling as she began concentrating the last of her energy. In just a few seconds after her labored voice had rang its last time the air around her exploded. She'd infused the air partices each with a speck of her remaining energy and shot them out, clumping them together just large enough on a cellular level to rip pore-sized holes in flesh and organs within. The Dantes facing Scytheress would have their blood forced out behind them and then the remaining blood would trickle from the thousands of shredded holes.
The attack completed Scytheress lost consciousness, her eyes closing lightly as her body went limp. She fell backward, perhaps with the swords still in her to be driven the rest of the way through to the hilt, but still her wings would lose their properties and become normal again and spread out in a wave of blood. In a way Scytheress was glad the battle was over, such a toll on her body meant years of recovery if she were left to mend on her own. That's right, Scythe wasn't dead nor going to die because she was technically already dead. Her soul was simply bound still to her body via incantation. So now, with her body badly wounded she'd get the rest perhaps that her mind needed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 2:18 pm
The Dantes that had passed over Scy's body soon erruputed in fatal cries, all of them falling...save for one. The Dante that had missed Scy: the one that came from behind... was the actual Dante. He had clearly passed through her without cutting, but at the same time, means that he overshot the mark, passing too far out of range with his Shadow Step. Scy's explosion hit him in the back, he was close enough to take the force of the hit, but not full force. He suddenly fell out of his train of though, his own body errupting with demonic energy that surrounded him then shot out, counteracting Scy's last bit of Attack as blood poured down his back, his body stumbling as he lowered his sword, using it to hold a false stand as he was no longer demon.... Just a shredded human. He gripped to the sword for life, breathing heavily as blood fell across his back and against his ribs. He shakily stood after a about 10 minutes of the forced stand, lowering the sword as it now felt like it weight over 200 pounds. His body shaking, his stumbles towards Scy, the bits of his shadow that had been decimated returned, granting him limited mobility and strength as he grinned, blood running down his lips as he shook his head, speaking in a quivering tone. "What's wrong....IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!?!?!" The force of his words filled the room as he realized she was gone, knocked into a digital oblivion as he slowly walked off the jungle floor, leaving Scy behind him and breathing heavy and wet as the monitor behind him flashed to the patrons in the waiting room and in the other areas.
DANTE BLACK WINS!
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 7:19 pm
"Oh dear! Its worse than expected! What should I do? What should I do?" she said as she jumped up and down lightly on her tip toes as she waved her hands about, she does know how to heal, but, she looks way beyond the healing point! And she promised herself not to use her angelic powers. But when she saw this girl wounded on the TV's, she knew she needed help and the hospital is ways away. She wound't make it!
"Oh dear, Sorry Misty and Emily! I have to go and help that young lady!" and with that said, Ai left her three friends and one person who she just met. SHe felt bad just leaving them there, but she knows they can live.
Ai walked smiled as she calmed down, she was going to go full angel, meaning she's going to have to stay angelic for the whole test. Thats going to be hard especially when she promisde Kurai she won't show her angel wings anymore. She's gonna have to abandon that promise.
Sorry Kurai she thought as she sighed and knelt down to the girl. She was bleeding, not to mention those swords. Ai just stared at them, her hands softly touching the hilts, she has to take them out or else the healing will go around them and they would just stay right there. With a gulp Ai pulled the swords out with all her might.
"There.. " she then took out a talisman, a healing one, she placed the talisman in one hand and two fingers pointed up next to the hand holding the talisman. Ai closed her enchanting lavender eyes as she started to concentrate. Her hair started to flow upwards as a huge white aura spirled around her body. In a few minutes large wings grew out form her back, large purple angel wings, but they were bigger from last time she used them. Remember, it matters how much power she has to use, if she uses a great deal of power her wings are large.
Thats when Ai's hair started to change color because angels are known to have silver or blonde hair, but Ai is only half angel and half celestial. But, her hair wasn't going all silver, she started to get silver streaks. She opened her eyes, they were no longer a deep lavender color, they were silver, but they were only half open.
"Please, priestess of the moon! Let thy help the fallen and meand their wounds!" with that said the talisman glowed as it sunk into Ai's hand, giving her the power to heal the dead, her hands glowed a bright white as she touched the side of the girls body. Making her body feel warmer and warmer, and the wounds to heal over.
"There. Hey! Hey! Can you hear me?" AI's treatment was done, but it done a great deal for AI's angelic powers, but she's going to have to stay in her appearance, and due to her eyes being the color silver, she looked like she was blind.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 8:31 pm
With her wounds healed Scytheress began to slowly regain consciousness but not a muscles moved. Whether she wanted to admit it or not she was within a world of pain and nothing but, every inch of flesh ached with an intensity much greater than anything she'd felt before. To Ai she would still appear dead, which even to a new passerby she'd seem lifeless with all that blood soaking her torn clothing and the broken ground around her. The first sign of life would be the twitching of the Fox's left ear as Ai shouted, followed by the loud popping of her knuckles as she manipulated her hand. Those were by far the most hurtful parts of her body. Though they pained her now, remembering the force and reminiscing in the single moments when the bones were wrent asunder cause Scythe's ever eerie grin to surface. Her golden eyes cracked open, glowing still with the same hateful rage her eyelids had closed upon when she'd fainted; Dante would want to beware at this point if he were still around. Scytheress turn her head so she could look through the dried blood about her eyes up at the one who'd been kind enough, or stupid enough to heal her.
"And you are? I don't recall requesting any help."
Scytheress made no other movement to remove herself from the playing field. She tried to pass it off merely as laziness, or even just not caring to move at all as a sign of disappreciation but in all reality: Scytheress was completely depleted of energy. It would take her sometime to move on her own again without the aid of some kind of walking device meaning she wasn't gettin' out of the Arena on her own any time soon.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 8:48 pm
"Oh! So you're alive, thank god!" she said with a large sweet smile as she placed one han dover her heart and let a sigh of relief escape her pink lips. She wasn't so sure that her talisman of healing would of been strong enough to heal her, but the talisman was handmade by Hiro, her older brother. AI loved her family alot and respected them, but Hiro may be smarter than he looks, he actually saved Ai from death a bunch of times.
Hiro is a boy who's around 18ish and 19ish, he has short white hair, and the most amzingly blue eyes ever! But he's always traveling up in the north and studying the ways of totem poles and snow, he's always into earthly things. Until one day, he got electricfied by lightening and was saved by a priestess. Later, he wanted to learn how she healed him, and she told him that if you make the right talismans with the appropriate writings, you can heal someone who is close to death or is dead for a few minutes. But you can't heal someone who is dead for more than an hour.
Sometimes people mistake Ai as a priestess back in Heaven, they called her a miracle, they thought she would someday restore peace, but Ai doesn't think so. She doesn't believe in herself that much to save her people, she didn't even save her mother.
"Eh? Oh! I'm Ai! Well actually my full name is Sakura Ai, but many people call me Ai for short!" she said with ecstatic voice, she looked at Scy, besides the dried blood, her clothes were ripped and she looked a mess! Maybe, she could borrow some of Ai's clothes? But she left them in the waiting room. How was she going to get her over there when she's in no condition? She can fly her there! Scy could just hold onto Ai's hands as she lifted her out of the arena.
"You look a mess! If you want you can borrow some of my clothes! Here, grab my hand and I'll fly you over to the waiting room!" she said as she extended her hand towards at Scy, hoping for her to grab it. But, what Ai doesn't know, that her appearance has changed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:12 pm
Ria Arena 1: Spirit Blade Round 1
Dante VS. Scytheress
Dante Black is the winner!
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MintGekkou rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:19 pm
Contendors:
Makie
Seyla Hawking
Joy
Lukan
Celeste
Ai
Yusake
Darius
Rene
Asmaria
((stupid me only tossing one dice at first...))
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MintGekkou generated a random number between
1 and 11 ...
9!
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:23 pm
Classic
Grasslands
Jungle
Factory (Fire):
The Frozen Tundra(ice):
Lost Desert:
Cave of Ruks:
Sea of Hope:
Abyss:
Alchemist Paradise (Junkyard):
Pearly Gates:
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:25 pm
Round 1 of Ria High's 4th Star Test!
In Ria Arena 1: Spirit Blade we will have Dairus Go up against Seyla Hawking ! The Stage's mode is set to Abyss!
Abyss:: A complete Dark Aura battlefield. No obstacles but there is a hazy purple mist that lingers around the field. Mainly for those who use dark magic can summon up powerful spells here.
They have till the 12th of March to both report here or else their match will be postponed. Otherwise if they do report they will have till the 17th to finish their battle RP! ^^! Extended time may be granted!
I suggest you PM your opponent to tell them of this and of course to plan out a nice battle ^^;;
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:07 am
Darius smiled a small smile, he was up for a match now against Seyla Hawking. He didn't know this person so this made the match intresting. He walked through the changerooms, deciding to keep wearing his white shirt and white pants. He then made his way to the arena to see that the crowds were quite large. He smiled for a second and hoped Lily was there, somewhere.
He then entered the arena and saw, nothing. There was just a purple haze. He slowly walked around trying to see if there was any obstacles around him. He couldn't tell because, naturally he couldn't see. He stopped looking and sighed.
"How the heck am I going to win this one?" he thought, "I can't see my opponent and that means I won't be able to use telekenisis and it will be hard to hit her with my punches and kicks too. What am I going to do?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 8:26 am
Seyla looked up from where she had been sitting, idly sipping on a soda as she waited for the screens to flash the next match up. Sure she should've been in the waiting rooms but she liked to watch the matches with her own eyes, not with a camera to guide her. It seemed that she would be fighting next. She grinned in anticipation. Good, she had been needing an outlet like this for a long time. She just felt bad for the Darius fellow she'd be fighting. After all her glove had been acting up quite a bit today, almost as if it knew there was a tournament coming up.
She stood and tossed her soda into the garbage closest to her, and quickly found an elevator that would take her down to the changing rooms. She was alone so she seemed to jump up and down a bit, a little antsy, if not nervous alltogether. She heard the bell that signaled her arrival to the changing room floors and made her way into the hall way. Following the signs she soon found herself in the women's changing room and snatched her belongings up from a locker where she had stored them earlier. Seyla was tempted to shower but decided not to, after all if it were the ice arena that were chosen, she would freeze- and that was definately not a good thing.
And thus she changed, from a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, with a zip up hoodie over it, into something more comfortable, and flexible. Her garments of choice for today were a pair of loose baggy gym pants, and a white tank top, that was cut off at her abdomen. Normally she added a glove on her right hand, but decided against it, she had no need to hide the fact that the glove on her left hand was attached in such a manner. Quickly Seyla glanced in the mirror, taking a moment to run her hands through her now fiery red hair. Months ago she would've pulled it up into a ponytail. But back then it was long and brown. Now it was short, and cropped, with crisp edges, that seemed to change her appearance in a very differnt way. Where she was soft before, now she was edgy.
Once satisfied Seyla stepped forth into the arena, and for a moment was rather confused. It was dark, completely dark, with the exception with the occasional swirl or purple, not that it helped her vision very much. She began to light her fingers one by one but then stopped. This would be a dead give away for her location. She'd have to find a way to trick him. Not to mention he could be very strong in the dark arts, this could be his forte, and with no way to see him, or sense him, Seyla was blind to everything.
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