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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:42 am
((nice? But no worries Psy will be owned in mere posts =)... Stupid God of rping whihc is a good idea...))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:42 am
Even with the spell in place the thought occured to her that Deity would probably still be displeased with such events occuring outside of the ring. Thankfully more than likely the cameras located throughtout the complex would be caught within the grasp of her spell. Returning her attention to the others she sighed inwardly wishing they would deal with their problems in a more civil manner.
"Though the area is stasis locked, I believe it would be in our interest to move to the Arena. It is a place with a wider area of specifically designed for combat."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:44 am
((Weapons born of the Soul Forge are just that, Torment and Shar's soul forged into weapons. No metal. No Mess. Just Soul.))
Psy made contact, but only for a moment. Torment darted upwards and into a forward roll, his leap obviously aided by some other force as he hardly seemed to use his own physical ability to do it at all. The chain had faded as quickly as it came. Tor remained floating off the ground, a disk of white light under his feet, slowly carrying him away from Psy, "You lack the ability to match me, sir."
He glanced to Epithany, "I'm hoping that will be unneccesary and this young'un will calm down. If not, your efforts are greatly appreciated." His form seemed to lack its total coherence, as if he were coming apart at the seams. The crimson orb also seemed altered, stretching and controting. Torment glanced to Psy, but spoke to Epithany, "The arena might be better..."
((>.< Didn't see the new post >.<))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:50 am
Psy practically scoffed as he silently and swiftly made his way to the arena, he was thankful for using the metal as a mapping mechanism so as to seem just a tad more impressive. If his opponent followed he would be interested in the battle, if not he was done with the conversation. He made his way to the centre of the ring where he waited with fierce determination in his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 12:56 am
Seeing the events in the area die off she raised her hand to the heavens mumbling a indiscernable phrase. Soon the entire are shook as if taken by a massive earthquake. Following the shaking, the negative appearence shattered as if glass revealing reality as it was normally seen. Following the others toward their destination of the ring she headed downstairs. Navigating into the arena are she settled atop seat awaiting the events that would soon be taking place.
"And so it begins..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:02 am
Torment stood opposite Psy, his form highly disrupted, and for his opening move, he dissolved into a cloud of blue mist. Shar, on the other hand, seemed to begin to glow brighter and brighter, becoming a beacon of crimson death within the azure nebula that was Torment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:06 am
((mother of jeesus I'm fighting a black whole WHY CAN'T YOU BE HUMAN!!))
Psy squinted in confusion and in an attempt to block out the light. He didn't know what to do, he'd have to experiment. He gestured to the roof and small chunks of what used to be supporting the roof began to rain down on the enigma.
((you'll be the death of me twice won't you?))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:13 am
Not yet fully formed, the chunks did, admittedly, less than crap. Shar did not even so much attempt to dodge, knowing he wasn't formed yet. Stepping from the confusion his form began to solidify, and with it came the Longmace. The Longmace, one word mind you, was seemingly a quarterstaff with a spiked ball on one end. Literally, a long mace. Shar's violet hair was a match for Torment's eyes, and his own green eyes were a match for nothing at all, a glimpse of his own soul, one might say, green with envy. Shar never got to fight, he hardly even got out of that damned orb. Now it was Torment's turn to be within the orb. Torment's turn to take it easy and watch as Shar pwned the opponent into the ground. Speaking of Torment...where was he? Oh, that azure orb flitting around which had replaced the azure mists, thats him.
((^_^ And Psy, you said get MSN, so I renwed my account thingie. Now IM me ya whore! ^_^))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:15 am
Watching from afar she viewed the fight in silence awaiting Psy's retaliation to such a unconventional transformation. She wasn't quite sure the properties at hand but she simple would watch to see what exactly was going on. She hand her inklings and personally she would test a number of hypotheses if ever challenged with such an attack. To her surprise what occured was none other than vertible changing of the guard. Raising an eyebrow at the transpiring events she smiled.
And what could this be...
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:24 am
((your email isn't working animes_assassin@hotmail.com I'm not afraid of stalkers so yeah))
Psy was relieved, an opponent to focus on was better than a void any day. He could establish no link with the weapon he held it wasn't a metal. He made due with the fallen angels gifted him by the architects. He pulled and pushed and generally manipulated the chunks of cieling support to fire at Shar, 7 chunks at perhaps mere second intervals. While he did this he ran towards the man and took out his newly reinforced fan.
((you still scare me monolith man))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:34 am
Shar began a slow run towards Psy, the Longmace dragging behind him, giving the impression of it being very, very heavy, which it actually wasn't. At the first chunk he swung the great mace, and with impact it not only flew back from whence it came, but a great shockwave issued forth, stopping Shar dead in his tracks, but also deflecting the assault. With only one hand, I might add. Shar's other hand came up and gripped the Longmace tightly, his eyes blazing with the Inferno Within.
Torment, meanwhile, was flitting around quickly, doing little aside from being shiny and distracting.
((>.< That makes Torment seem so gay...his soul flits around and looks shiny...my god...))
((Disclaimer: The author has nothing against homosexuals, and is merely working off of a stereotype he does not fully endorse, but its 1 ******** 30 in the morning, so political correctness is kinda swept aside.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:46 am
Psy stood still, the shockwave washing over him, this wasn't right. Psy whipped out the bottle of water and flung it at Shar. At the same time he resumed his sprint at the man, he was scared but he would not show it.
edit: ((g'night))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:57 am
Seeing the fight finally go underway she yawned realizing that sleep would soon overcome her. Yawning she rose from her seat a bit disappointed she would see the outcome. Figuring they would probably be too occupied to notice her departure she raised her mana aura her form soon dispappear from sight. Bypassing the need to use the elevator she had already arrived in her room for the night. Though she had not quite mastered the technique she was getting more adept at using it.
((Night guys, I'm crashing as I'm not doing anything anyway.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 1:57 am
Showing considerable skill Shar flicked the tail end of the staff at the water bottle, following through into a spin in order to bring the Longmace into contact with his foe, which was all that was needed to produce the shockwave effect. The staff portion of the Longmace seemed to be glowing, the translucent white light given solid form begining to radiate the power from within.
((G'night Epithany ^_^ *never remembers she's a he until he signs off*))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 2:08 am
((crap...))
The bottle broke and fortunately for psy gave him water to work with, which he proppeled at Shars face. as Psy was being blasted back a few feet he threw the metal fan upwards and it broke into several sharp long rods, which with Psy's guidance flew from different angles at Torment. Psy alternated looking at Tor and Shar, hoping his guess was somewhat correct.
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