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 Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:45 pm
"I love how Normal Iron and Cold Iron look so similar that few people can tell the difference."
She marked her page and set the book down, then pressed the button on the remote. A slab slammed down over the door.
"THAT is the real Cold Iron. That is why this monstrosity was able to rip through so easily. And now..."
Celise stood up, flashed a sweet smile at the beast, then flicked her left wrist. With flash of light, the beast was thrown across the room and into the Cold Iron.
"As I told you, Arkena, I'm more than I seem. And Sergeant, I suggest you keep your men at bay or they're likely to get hurt."
A platoon of Marines, roughly 45 men and women, had unstealthed and leveled their Mark-15s at the creature. But at Celise's command, they re-stealthed and moved positions, the active camoflauge keeping them completely invisible.
"Arkena, I recommend that you stay a good amount of distance from me. I'll need all the room I can get."
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 6:55 pm
The creature chuckles, dusting itself off as it stands. An obvious dent was made into the Cold Iron, though not too large. It then glows a bit, showing that it still had powers before ceasing it's glow. "Your a fool, it don't even need any powers at all... and Cold Iron don't even effect it much at all... it's not of this Universe it--" The creature let out a snarl, obvious to tell Arkena to shut up, for it glared directly at him as it did so. It then returns it's attention the Celise to let out an odd noise, as if a mocking hum. It then swiftly dashes around the room, like a dust of wind, showing it's intense speed before halting behind Celise to pick her up with it's claw arm, holding her above his head with another hum.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 7:13 pm
Celise smiled at the creature, looking it in the eye, though speaking to Arkena.
"You haven't seen anything yet. I actually know this creature and it's Universe. It's a charletan. A member of a race of frauds that convinces it's victems to follow it's rules. Those rules weaen the victem...then it devours their soul."
She closed her eyes, the smile still on her face. The creatures hands began to smoke and then burned with a bright flame. Celise slipped out of it's grasp and dropped to a crouching position. She gently placed her right hand on it, and launched it backwards with yet another flash of light, completely to the same slab it'd hit before. She stood up, and dusted off her hands.
"This one however, must not have heard the stories of Celise Marcella Allenar"
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 4:05 pm
Arkena turns away. "... think it's about to communicate." He said as the creature clinches it's hands to put out the fire easily that burned his hands and standing up from the second repelling attack. It slowly crosses it's arms, creating a impenetrable barrier around it as it slowly takes a different form with it's eyes closed. it's tentacle-like-legs retracting to leave two legs, it's arms shrinking with it's body as a whole until it forms a human-like-state. It then uncrosses it's arms, the barrier removing itself. It seemed to pulse as it stood there, then opens it's eyes and took one glance at Celise. "If you think I'm even truly fighting you currently... your one foolish female... I'm just watching now... playing with you... you'd know if I actually am fighting... because you'll be begging for mercy that you shall not receive." It seemed to say, but didn't even move it's lips nor made a noise... for it spoke telepathically. It then crosses it's arms. "... if you think you've got the moves to extinguish me, I'd suggest you use it now before you fall victim to a thrashing."
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 4:14 pm
Celise cracked her knuckles and mad an exaggerated stretch before placing her hands on her hips, smiling almost like Redtail.
"If you really believe you can do that, then by all means, show me this true fighting. After all, from my senses and the sensors of the Sabre, both of which can even read hidden power, Arkena here has more power than you. He just doesn't realize it yet. Quit your posturing already. It's getting quite tiresome. I've defeated many of your people before. You'll just be one more notch on the handle of my Greatsword."
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 4:53 pm
It let out a chuckle, shaking its head. "... You think that your power scouters are even remotely useful on me?... technology fails to grasp my true power... just what I let it believe... I can let it read nothing, and even much past my own power... though, I don't think it would correctly function even at my own power... higher than it's normal frequency may cause it to burn up. Even you, think my power level is far too small, though it's obviously more... I could crush this whole planet if need be... so don't think your minor threat worries me at all... I know about you... all that is necessary... just by the touch... your with Redtail, who's with Nocam who had slain a figure which they viewed and believed to be a God... so on and so forth... your weapons won't phase me, nor your magic be useful... view me as a 'magic' ghost that knows how to whoop a**... though, obviously I'm something completely else. So, make your move before I start killing..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 5:31 pm
"They didn't see him as a god, the people that were being oppressed did. In reality, it was the Immortal Guardian of War. It really was an Immortal, a member of the Council of Immortals, who until then had never died. So if you think that Nocam and his people are a weak as you say, you're in for a rude awakening. That is...if you survive me."
She stood her ground, knowing that this creature was nothing compared to the Masters or Shadowrane. She'd heard that speech before and it was old.
"And trust me, you actually know very little about me. If you did, you'd know that if you really could crush this planet, you and I would be squaring off in space. At least until the Sabre picked us up. So start your killing. But be warned that killing anyone on this planet will be only temporary..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 2:52 pm
It rolls its eyes, turning around to have its back face Celise, as if not at all threatened. "... well, why would someone accept the title of 'Godslayor' if he had not once slain a God?... your threats mean nothing... I am of a surviving race... a rare breed that chooses to stay as rare as possible... Shadowrane... mere impostors in comparison... I'm not all here either, to be honest... I've spread myself all over... I'm here... I'm having a private conversation with Arkena's father... everywhere at once. You can't even kill me... I'm among one of the few able to visit the lands of the living and the dead... I'm bigger than your imagination will allow... I serve only one... to play simple... I'm a messiah to a certain God... one of which's name shall not be muttered among your kind." It said before finally turning around again. "If you wish to battle amongst the stars, then I'll gladly accept... I do not need oxygen... and I'm more likely to capture the person as a whole, rather than kill them... to please my own master... and once your tooken in, you aren’t ever able to leave... not on your life." It said before finally lazily raising it's hand to pull a scythe out from thin air, which radiated a dark glow that seemed to replace almost all the remaining light of the room to replace it with it's dark glow. "... Enough talk..." It said, bringing the scythe in front of him to form a seeming lazy stance. "... if your going to fight me with your 'Greatsword', which name seems to be an oxymoron for your sword is not so special, than let us do battle... but keep your foolish men on the sidelines... or else I'll draw my own army out of the shadows... again... make the first move and we'll start this."
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 4:23 pm
"And your army would get anhiliated the moment it arrived. But I agree, enough talk." A blinding ring of golden light appeared at Celise’s feet, and began moving toward her head. Everywhere the ring passed, her nightdress was replaced with powder-white plate armor, every plate edged in gold. When ring vanished, Celise wore that plate over her torso, and her feet. Her arms and legs were covered in chain mail, colored the same as the plate, and she wore a belt with a cloth skirt that went down to her left ankle. She wore no helmet, only a white circlet, along with a pair of green reading glasses. On her back was an azure cape that flowed down to the floor, and an enormous greatsword. Celise grabbed her hair, twisted it, and a piece of white cloth appeared, holding her hair into a ponytail. She drew her sword with one hand, and pointed it at the creature. ~~Celise Allenar~~ "I am the righteous shield of the Light, and I fear no evil. I have pledged my prowess to something greater than myself. I smite enemies with divine authority, bolster the courage of nearby companions, and radiate as if a beacon of inextinguishable hope." "You will no longer trouble the righteous, vile scum. I shall smite you in the name of Seireionous, the God of Light."
Her eyes glittered with righteous fury, her arm rock steady, even though it held that giant blade. ((Your creature is about to get it's a** kicked.)) Celise Full BodyCelise's FaceGreatsword "Holy Avenger"
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:43 pm
((Perhaps. 3nodding So, you make Celise on Soulcalaber? whee )) It rolls its eyes yet again. "Hm... A little armor and cleaner attire... how dreadful, eh?... your Seireionous is no match for my own..." He says, taking a single step back to take a different shape, weapon molding as well. It then chuckles. "Don't think your 'light powers' will shatter me, like some flashlight into the dark night..." It says, shifting it's weapon to hold in one hand with his free hand closer to Celise than the arm containing the weapon. "... shouldn't call me some being of darkness... more of a being within the dark... but more on that perhaps in your afterlife..." It brings it's free hand to clutch near his face as the room seemed to ripple. "Shall we take this to space above or perhaps another realm?... possibilities for the location of your fate are endless."Armored
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 8:07 pm
((There is no perhaps about it. One does not piss off a Paladin, especially their leader, and expect to survive. And he IS an evil creature, which means her abilities are super-effective. And I used Soul Calibur IV so people could get an idea of what she looks like.)) ~~Celise Allenar~~ "I am the righteous shield of the Light, and I fear no evil. I have pledged my prowess to something greater than myself. I smite enemies with divine authority, bolster the courage of nearby companions, and radiate as if a beacon of inextinguishable hope." Celise threw out her left arm and chains of solid golden light flew from her hand and wrapped themselves around the creature. When she spoke, her words were cold and calculated.
"Your posturing is useless and tiresome, villan. You'll find me much harder to manuipulate and control than your normal victims. Nor can you teleport me anywhere. Deal with your fate, vile scum."
She gave a slight tug, causing it to fly towards her. She spun, slicing that massive blade through the air, cutting it completely in half. She removed trhe chains and brought the sword down upon the top half, creating three new pieces, each pice cauterized by the Holy Fire of her blade. ((And besides, if I DID allow her to almost be defeated...hre'd have to deal with the wrath of Redtail. And as I stated before, he has the power to destroy Universes and kill Immortals in the process.))
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 2:07 pm
((Lol, super-effective... sounds like a Pokemon game... CRITICAL HIT! whee ))
As the sword passed threw it, it seemed that the creature was made of smoke and that the wind of the sword had caused it to separate. It remained in four pieces until slowly the body remorphed together, as it chuckled and stood. "That it?... are you even trying to kill me... physical contact won't be made, not by anything of this realm... in other certain realms you could probably get a few shots in... that is if I'm poorly if at all guarding... even if I couldn't teleport you, which more likely than not I could... I can still teleport without you... and I don't think you'd even have the heart to let some 'vile creature roam unpunished'... quit acting as if you were chosen right from a God or are equal to a God's status... for all that breath you waste gloating could be put into the fight." It said, still of course talking threw telepathic means. It than fixes it's stance to appear to be more of a dominating stance than some lazy stance as before. "My turn..." It than disappears in a blur, reappearing multiple times randomly around the room to insure random movement before reappearing in mid-air slicing downward followed by a swift, but powerful horizontal slash.
((Well, maybe than it's going to have to face Redtail? 3nodding
... kind of random to ask here, but when's Lost in Unity going to start?))
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:48 pm
((Bad idea. If Redtail shows up, it's over with the initial post. Nocam, second post. if you want a decent fight, Celise it is. And since your creature IS evil and Celise is the strongest Paladin yet, he's ********. And unfortunately, sometime in March. I got JRTC rotations all through February. Also: Everythin Celise says in the following post is a fact.)) ~~Celise Allenar~~ "I am the righteous shield of the Light, and I fear no evil. I have pledged my prowess to something greater than myself. I smite enemies with divine authority, bolster the courage of nearby companions, and radiate as if a beacon of inextinguishable hope." With a speed that shouldn't be possible with a blade and armor that massive, Celise parried the blow, whirled around, and launched the creature with another blast of Holy Light, this time leaving a burning imprint ofer her palm in it.
"You just contradicted yourself, as my blade was made in Universe 5 by a Grandmaster Blacksmith. This sword is unique, hence the name Holy Avenger. And I can tell this is the frist time you've come across a Paladin. A Paladin IS chosen by a god to be a warrior in his name. I am the Champion of Seireionous himself, blessed by his holy graces and forged in the combat against the unholy. And you can try to teleport me all you want, but you'll waste your energy. I wear a piece of equipment on me that makes me immune to teleportation. And anyone I touch is also immune. I've touched you many times. So even you cannot teleport out of here. As the Champion of the Light, I was awarded this item. So I suggest you surrender and be executed, for i am only using an infinitesimal amount of my power. If I use too much, my husband appears. And I'd rather not let him do my job, though you probably wouldn't believe it. you'd sit there and posture and boat, which is all you're doing now. You may get some hits on me, but you will not make any wounds that last longer than ten seconds, nor will Seireionous allow you to land a killing blow. Even if your reflexs are faster than mine, his are infintely faster than yours. So give it up, scum. You've lost." ((In summary: He cannot teleport out, nor can he teleport her. He may land hits, but they'll be healed in seconds. He cannot land a killing blow, as her God won't allow it. And she hasn't even begun to fight. XD))
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 7:26 pm
((Mk then.))
It is sent a few feet back and a bit into the air, but it stops itself by roughly throwing his arms to his sides to sort of form a "T" before landing on the ground back into stance to listen. It then chuckles, completely standing straight to form his normal posture when standing in general. "Your weapon was crafted by someone literally? Than it's nothing... It's funny, you believe you've got fully a God on your side with such little toys... if this God is really supplying you, than it's doing a poor job of it... giving you a sword.... and a trinket... but there are other ways to leave other than teleportation... like ripping threw realms with my 'Razor Edge'." It says taking a glance at it's sword. "... for there's nothing that stopping such a thing... a dark rip threw realms may only be mended by the tools of darkness, and pretty much made with the tools of darkness as well... Do not think your 'God' will stop me from anything..." It said before finally stabbing it's sword into the ground without looking down. The room shakes a bit before finally an irruption of cracks form swiftly under Celise than a rather large claw reaches from below to grasp Celise's body as a whole before turning to stone. It then swiftly removes it's blade from the ground to raise his other hand into the air resulting in another hand to rush to Celise, but this one from the ceiling to dig it's claws into the ground, creating a cage of hand before molding into a thickened lava-like state... a hard and hot hand, but rendering it as well lifeless. It then smiles before taking it's standing stance again. "Mind you, these hands are not living beings, merely minor spells to contain you whilst I make my reaping." It says before it's sword turns into it's scythe from before. It raises it's scythe swiftly, clearly about to absorb something, but than with a puff of smoke something appeared in front of the creature, but it's image contained within it's own dark aura. "No... She’s to remain... for now." The new arrival utters with a mixture of voices before glancing back to the currently contained Celise and disappearing as swiftly as it arrived. The creature sighs before turning away. "... hear me... for this shall be your only warning... you are not strong enough to take us on head on, for that will cause your utter demise... and possibly your own transition to darkness... wither you like it... or not." It says before disappearing. Once fully gone the claws swiftly retreat and the clouds of darkness leave the room. After a few seconds the power is restored to reveal that Arkena was no longer within the classroom.
Arkena sits, reading and sitting by the Life Fountain. He still had a few minute until he can leave the school, until he HAD to leave the school.
((Neither much "it" had begun to fight much, more of test nudges... test hackings... test movement... and so on.))
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 7:58 pm
((Well, since you actually don't like to play by the rules, e.g. Cold iron negating magic and a god preventing teleportation, of which is scythe is considered a means of teleportation, I think I'll break the rules a bit. After all, Arkena has not finished his detention...)) Almost immediately, Arkena appeared back in the gym, in the exact same seat he started in. Then the creature appeared, yanked from his hiding place by one more powerful than itself. Standing before them was Redtail Rathan. But not the one that Arkena was used to seeing. This Redtail was one that Celise was afraid of. This was the version that people reffered to as "The Blade of Divine Retribution, The Arbiter of Justice, and the Angel of Mercy." His hood was pulled back, revealing flowing brown hair and deep black eyes, ones that seemed to fall into eternity. In his left hand was a redwood staff. In his right was a longsword with a blue blade and Atlantean runes etched on the blade itself. Where Redtail grasped the handle, tendrils of blue enregy wrapped themselves around his hand. Sprouting from his back were massive angel wings made of pure fire. And when he spoke, his voice was a chorus of male and female voices, the sound a perfect harmony. ~~Redtail Rathan~~ "Do not fear Death. Death is always at our side. When we show fear, it jumps at us faster than light. But, if we do not show fear, it casts its eye upon us gently and then guides us into infinity..." "Both of my weapons were forged by the hand of mortal man, yet both Solaris and Redemption have yet to meet their matches. And your "Razor's Edge" is nothing compared to Kaizmourne, the scythe of Shadowrane. You allow your ego to get the best of you, Elder Shadowling. Yes, I know of you. The highest of the Elders, the most powerful of them all...yet still subservient to one you could easily destroy."
He floated forward, his wings not moving. He stopped when his nose was almost touching the Shadowling's.
"But you are still not welcome here, nor is the one you serve. You were brought here not by I, but by the Guardian of Time, Mikchalo. The moment you left, he froze time and hand carried you here. No one, not even the other Immortals can defeat the Guardian of Time, for he was hand picked for his job by the Creator Himself, who can erase all of Creation in the blink of an eye."
His gaze became dark and his voice dangerously low, though Celise and Arkena could still hear it.
"I am here to deliver a warning to you and your master. Enter this Universe again. Trouble this child once more...and you will be destroyed. With a single miscellanous spell, I can create a universe. And with a different version of that spell, I can destroy it. And anything in that Universe, to Include an Immortal, is annihilated with it. I've done it before and i will not hesitate to do it again. And if you think I won't do it, know that I do not make idle threats. Know that a Guardian does not bluff. I am Lord Redtail Rathan, Archmage of the Council Arcanum. Mortal Guardian of Fire. And I hereby decree that if you or your master enter this Universe again, you will be immediately executed by my hand."
he floated back, the dark look still intact. Celise had powered down and was slightly afraid. She hated this side of her husband.
"Now...BEGONE!"
The Elder Shadowling vanished, completely out of the universe. Arkena however was still in the seat Redtail'd left him. he closed his eyes, causing the wings and weapons to vanish and the hood to raise again.
"Arkena...You will no longer have to fear him. You are free of him. Do as you wish, but do not bargin with his kind again." ((And if he comes back, I WILL destroy him.))
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