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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 1:47 pm
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There'd be no way Light would stay idle for Stark. He may have striped away his abilities, but Light had yet to utilize his physical prowess. Stark's sword was durable and was probably only rivaled by Fuuinshin at the moment as Stark would soon find out.
The call to Stark's attack was over toned by the sonic boom that shot out from Light's movements. He had simply turned around to put his fave up close to Stark's, a wicked grin creeping over his face as he kept the momentum of flying back and turning around to thrust the hilt of the rectangle shaped zweihander into Stark's sword arm. The focus point of pressure was small but more crippling than using the whole broad side or the long thick edge of his sword. Basicaly he was attacking to disrupt Stark's swing, throwing his attack off. With that and the increased speed, whatever pressure of attack came from Stark's sword would have long been left behind. Light's Stardust armor would take care of the rest, since it was best adapt to handling physical attacks. Granted pieces would shatter off and fade away but overall Light was safe.
Light's right hand would have by now shot forward to grab onto Stark's uniform as they soared back away from Ulquiorra and Rorek.
"Show me...."
Light's voice whispered out...
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:04 pm
 Current Eye: Velza  Stark couldn't help but smile, Light hadn't changed over this entire course of being here, He still assumed his brains got over everyone and that he would win the match with such useless abilities. As Light's blade smashed into Stark's arm it didn't even slow his arm down by a tiny bit and this time Stark stopped his blade just short of Light's face and seemed he chose not to implement damage now, As Light's hand got closer to Stark's uniform the clothing he was going to grab seemed to react to Light's hand and began to coil before it shot straight forward it was a tiny spear that lunched forward and as it would pierce Light's hand with ease it would then form more spikes inside of his hand mutilating and tearing apart his Right hand from within, The material the Spikes were made of as well the little spear were a material known as DelSaber, Which was the hardest material known to the universe. Not only was it about 60 times stronger and more durable than the tower material but there was not a known substance alive that could cut through this material as well how it was oblivious to all elements possible. The spear as it was formed was very small about 7 inches long only and it was immediateley removed from Stark's clothing as they were heading further from the other two and noticable how Stark's eyes changed form once again. "Tell me Light, Be honest what do you think your chances against me one on one will you be the victor? I can tell your other allies have a sense of Reality.. but do you?" Stark laughed as they were nearing a wall now seeing as of course they couldn't fly back forever now.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:39 pm
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"Reality is-"
He paused himself to slow himself down and let Stark continue back. It'd be hard to suddenly shift the movement of his arm so he'd let Stark's body move away from him instead and let the mini spear zip past him. He'd continue on, "what you make of it. I don't really give a damn about protecting Riverrun. But I will fight for my friends. I'll be victorious as long as I'm still fighting. Besides, if you're so powerful...why bother with any of us? Including your subordinates."
The half-angel wasn't expecting an answer to his last question and wasn't taking the time to find out if Stark would answer or not. He pushed his shades up once, "I think my chances have remained high, just as everyone else's has. You've yet to prove any of us wrong.....heh, except David."
He'd then point his right hand at Stark, a small beam of light projecting from it towards Stark's forehead. There was nothing special about it. In fact it was rather dim and weak looking. Although it did seem to reflect off of Stark's head..that's when the soft hum of charging energy began at Light's fingertips.
"Show me.."
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:56 pm
Current Eye: Velza Stark smiled as he was near the wall and now the beam seemed to have just hit Stark but as it did it went through an after image of Stark, The moment Light slowed down Stark was already behind him but his back was also to Light's and didn't seem he was going to attack. "Aside from the fact that Riverrun lies ontop of something so precious.. I bother with you for fun. For centuries nobody ever gets past Ulquiorra in fact some dont even make it past Szayel. It gets so boring always being left out, Though Halibel and Barragan don't mind it at all I do!! And This time when I saw that there was no winning for you guys against Barragan I couldn't take it! The first time a group of people get so close to me and they are going to be wiped out! No.. I needed my fun Light!" It seemed Stark was letting Light know his reasoning behind such things as the towers and these fights and yet Stark remained with his back to Light and didn't make a move and after letting him know why he does this he remained quiet.
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 3:58 pm
((My head hurts...can someone please just sum up what has happened so far so i am on the same page?))
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 4:16 pm
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(( xD poor Inferno. Uhm you're still fighting Araharu, Ulquiorra appeared, went after Rorek, Stark and I are paired off right now too. ))
"Precious?"
It was amazing what Light managed to get himself into. At first he had came to Riverrun by following Inferno here and resulted in fending off attackers. That's when he first was introduced to the Vaste Lorde. But now it didn't matter what was going on. Light had been caught up in something big and would see it through to the end. But he knew he wouldn't have gotten out of it in one piece. Just transforming like he had alone would damage his body to an almost unrepairable status. But Light simply grinned as he kept fighting on.
He gave Stark the time to finish, waiting to see if there was more. When there wasn't Light brought Fuuinshin up and trailed his fingers over the blade, a dim coat of light lacing itself over the zweihander and steadily getting brighter. The blade hummed with charging light energy and started vibrating softly.
"Fun eh?"
Light turned to sweep Fuuinshin down at Stark's head. There wasn't a ridiculous amount of speed behind it either. It was a normal swing that beckoned Stark's blade. He'd offer to give Stark some fun as he bought time for Rorek and Inferno to deal with the other two Vaste Lorde. Light didn't have the raw power to deal with Stark but there was more to fighting than just power. It'd just take some time...
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:42 pm
((okay, i'm back and everything has been taken care of for now... what did i miss? and what do i need to do?? ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 12:59 pm
(Hey yo I'll be posting soon!)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:30 pm
Through the entire fight, David had been silent, watching, observing. "..." He looked down at his friends, his enemies, and wondered what the outcome would be.
Although he was seemingly calm on the outside at the moment, a wince betrayed his internal turmoil, both occupants in his body fighting for control.
You're too weak! Don't you feel the vast power we have gained? Are you to merely throw all our work, our blood, away? David's mind screamed at himself.
"And what of loyalty, of friendship? Do you expect me to throw those away, and the cherished years, for something as trivial as power? he screamed back.
David threw his head back, roaring violently, his blood as if it were made of liquid fire. His organs now completely gone, his Senna consuming them completely, David was now wholly Vaste Lorde, body and mind.
Chuckling to himself, David resumed watching the fight, looking down at his enemies, Light, Inferno, and Rorek, as if they were inferior beings, and truly, they were.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:38 pm
I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION if there is one thing that Inferno had in common with the vaste lorde it was the fact that there were utterly no internal organs within Inferno. This meant inhaling the pollen would do nothing since Inferno had no lungs and though the nose was points without having any allergies. Inferno was immune but it was a good try. Inferno 's body is a most unique one. His blood was liquid fire and in his transformation state, he was a demonic elemental that took the characteristics of bull. Inferno's body had no amount of flesh either due to the fact with such intense temperatures it would be impossible to maintain without causing one's self destruction. Inferno was a fire entity basically, a true fire lord. He stood there with his arms crossed as the pollen was also being burned just by his aura alone. Araharu narrowed his eyes as this particular pollen didn't work on Inferno, but never the matter, there were still ways around it< Araharu added alittle bit of his spirt energy to the flowers so that they would be able to withstand Inferno's aura and not burn up like the last one.....Araharu's claws itched to shread Inferno to pieces and it showed his fingers were twitching every now and than...In fact it was hard to tell who was more hot-headed in this battle....The red flower blossomed this time and its sparkling, red dust travled through the air in a graceful pattern... The red dust was made of thousands of tiny blades that would cling to Inferno and would be hard to get off. Like glitter after a craft project,once that stuff stuck to you. it took days and possibly even weeks to get off..After the red pollen stuck to Inferno, it would cut him...and once the blood ran down his body it would blend and mix with the pollen so that it was impossible to see. Araharu's temper was flaring, it was soon to match Inferno's. He had never been this angry for soo long before. Normally wheneverr he lost it, he was able to calm down within seconds flat. Or Stark was the one to calm him down. But seeing as though wasn't going to be the case.. Araharu grew more and more inraged by the second.... So far Araharu had the upper hand, If Inferno moved his countless number of needles would spring forward and penetrate Inferno in every part of his body..As of right now it was going to be hard to tell who was going to win this battle. Araharu and Inferno were both so deadset on gainig the upperhand and determined to come out victorious in this battle that they were literally at a tug-a-war here... Not to mention that they're tempers combined with the sheer force of their auras, mixing and facig off with each other. It was like a clash between the gods themselves. The force alone would have been like a tsunami and hurricane together in the world of the living... Araharu watched in anticipation. It was a good thing that his deep,crimson hari covered his eyes. The look on Araharu's face was so scary and intimidating that it would have sent the devil himself cowering in fear and running for his life, afraid for his very exsitance. All Araharu wanted to do was destroy. And that included everything and everyone around him. Even his own teammembers. If his temper continued to rise even his own brother wouldn't be safe from his claws. Araharu could feel the adranline and the pain from his wounds surging through his body. It was almost orgasmic,This was truly a battle to behold....  ((omg, that sucked soo bad.... i'm sorry my post wasn't good at all, i was like forcing myself to continue XP ))
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I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 12:08 am
Inferno was standing there now with his arms crossed as smoke blew from his nose in such aggression. Inferno and Araharu's rage was growing with every passing second. It was true their powers colliding like this was incredible and a sight to behold. "Enough of this!" Shouted Inferno in such a rage as his aura flared up once again, swirling around him in such a violent manner. Inferno's arms pulled back, blending as he began to crouch down as if something was holding him down. The red pollen would fall on him like glitter but won't get pass the armor. It would take much more than that. Inferno noticed his aura wasn't burning away this damn pollen.
It was because spirit energy was infused with this pollen. Inferno began to shake violently in his crouch position as he would then stomp on the ground as the pollen would begin to cut at the armor and beat down at it. Inferno then glared at Araharu before he roared and went from a crouch position to an outburst. Inferno jump up where he was at and expanded his legs and arms before again stomping on the ground as the entire ground around him released a shockwave shaking the foundations of Araharu's needles before they seemed to be 'pull' right out of the ground. Araharu's needles were then incinerated by the mere rage and heat of Inferno's aura. Because the needles were in the aura for a bit, they began weaken. Inferno's aura then changed into something more threatening, his secret weapon.
Inferno then burst into Hell's Fire which was a deadly consuming flame that burned away opposing spiritual energy. This meant that the red pollen wasn't so different now after all and would end up like the other pollen, burned out of existence. Inferno was only in Hell's Fire for a quick moment to rid the pollen of the element that made it so 'different' before Inferno's aura went back to it's normal fury self. Inferno then wasted no more time and rushed forward like the bull he was with his hand reached out. The distance between Inferno and the flowers was cut short in no time as Inferno's hand grabbed the purple flower and it would be injected with nothing more than super heated plasma which was much more than fire. It was well over 4,000 degrees Celsius which was twice the temperature of Inferno's aura. This plasma shot though the body of the purple flower within an instant before the purple flower was incinerated into nothingness.
Inferno then pulled back his hand and looked at the other flowers before looking at Araharu. Those flowers were made with a special endurance against fire and heat but Inferno was pretty damn sure that was enough plasma to take care of such a creature considering the fact Titanium begins melting at 1668 degrees Celsius and the surface of the Sun was 5526 degrees if not higher. This is one of Inferno's most deadliest punches, his "Fist of Flames". This was almost the same attack Inferno was going to use on Stark before the punch was converted in a powerhouse punch but Araharu interrupted it. Inferno used the purple flower only as an example for Araharu to give him the hint that it would take more than this pathetic creatures to stop inferno.
Inferno's hand began to cool down as it had alot of Thermal energy withdrawing heat. This kind of firepower rivaled if not was superior to even Grimmjow's. Inferno was sure he could take the flowers no problem if that was the best they could do, but Araharu was a different story. This was why Inferno wasn't going to bother playing around with these 'small fish'. Inferno now await to see the reaction of Araharu and prepared to take on the rest of the flowers.
((The Battle between the hot heads continues!))
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:37 pm
Within minutes of the large purple flower being burned to a crisp, a new one rose out of the ground.. " there's no use burning them all, new ones will only continue to sprout so long as i'm concious or alive so to speak." Araharu stated, His voice was dripping with acid and he lusted for only one thing. Inferno's blood spilled on the ground... “There are those who say the lotus blooms twice, but they have no understanding of the spirit. The lotus of the spirit is a deadly thing, one that blooms a thousand times, and in those one thousand times, you die a thousand deaths. Hadou #59: KurorengeA blast of condensed raw spirit power that resembles a flower, a black flower spiraled towards Inferno.. since it was raw spirit power it would hurt a great deal and it couldn't be burned.. The flower spread out far and wide... escape was futile. Even for the best and strongest fighter in the world, even for someone like Inferno... But just in case Inferno dodged the black lotus by some miracle Araharu cast another attack. And even if Inferno hadn't dodged the flower, it didn't much matter to him. Araharu still cast the attack. "Darkness falls across the land, covering the dimension with people aband, sing the devils whine, showing demons a good times, Hadou 5: Shadow Fall'By manipulating the shadows surrounding Inferno, Araharu caused the shadows to gain a third dimension and fall upon Inferno like a crashing wave. Because of its distance from the victim, the technique is very hard to dodge and the pressure brought upon Inferno was completely dependent on the size of the shadow. The larger, the stronger. And in this case the shadows were roughly the sixe of two tsunamis put together. “The body is a thing of the earth, and now it is a thing of heaven. To heal, to strengthen, to toughen, that is what heaven does. Protection is delivered, and health is guaranteed. Enjodou #52: Tentai" This would restore any wounds sustained, and boosts Araharu's strength for a few minutes, two minutes to be exact. This spell completely heals the body permanently. Araharu smiled as he was healed from the inside out, his flawless complexion was restored, his wounds were healed and he was as good as new. His skin was smooth and untouched by anything. As though he had just been born... he felt better and stronger for that matter...
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 12:16 pm
Kenta Matsuo Amon  Ulquiorra felt the pressure inside of his body rising over and over again due to Rorek's unique attack and yet it seemed in his face he didn't seem to flinch once or show signs that it was really working, Ulquiorra's eyes turned to Light's attention who was behind him as it began to grow much lighter now and all of a sudden a powerful force exploded causing Ulquiorra to fly foward, Ulquiorra as he was flying forward towards the wall he turned his back to it and did a back flip and the moment he touched the wall with his feet a large explosion happened and smoke was only in Ulquiorra's area. Ulquiorra now flew upwards Towards Rorek from the smoke and it seemed his clothes were a bit singed and from where the Number 4 USED to be there was a New number but it was hardly seen due to all the commotion so it could not easily be read. There was something under Ulquiorra that dissapeared now it looked like a small emblem but it was gone now and Ulquiorra now summoned a blade to his hand out of his own energy it seemed Rorek's attack didn't really work, Nor did Lights. It was thank to Stark. Stark's Time ring ability affects anyone who isn't Stark. So Stark was hiding this whole time to force Rorek and Light to pull that attack off just so that Stark could study and learn it. And it seemed Right as Ulquiorra hit the wall Stark appeared behind him to aid him and used the Time Ring meaning that Ulquiorra's body would go to an earlier State thus creating that his body was never affected by Light or Rorek's tactics. The summoned sword vanished from Ulquiorra's hand as he only summoned it to show Rorek of his own failure. Ulquiorra was now hovering in the air in front of Rorek. "Interesting." was the only thing he stated and now he would Battle a bit with Rorek. He knew surely Rorek thought he was weak as he used to be Number 4 in the Vaste Lorde and on top of that, he didn't appear to be in a Higher form, It was fine for Ulquiorra, he didn't mind at all proving people wrong. Ulquiorra launched himself foward towards Rorek, Ulquiorra was a master of not being affected by opponents abilities and especially from the inside as David knew first hand on that trait of Ulquiorra, whatever Rorek THOUGHT would happen to Ulquiorra's body for touching him or merely being so close to him; Rorek would be highly mistaken. Ulquiorra now was a few feet in front of Rorek and Jumped up and came down with an open palm hand to strike down on Rorek, It wasn't really a complicated attack or anything it was just so Rorek and Ulquiorra would clash and there Ulquiorra could display the newfound strength he had in him and how this was the first fight it was being brought out in. 
Rorek was, as expected blown back by the shock waves emitting from Light's attacks, although Rorek's body to flail as though it was held in place, that would be because of the markings that had attached to the floor once more were still attached to his body, keeping him anchored to the ground like a stationery weapon of mass power that wasn't trusted with movement. This very body of Rorek's was now nothing but a sin in itself, using a demonic vessel to flow with the energies of ancient times. Energy that should have been left alone and forgotten for its destructive ways.
Rorek's head tilted to the side as the blast subsided, allowing Rorek's body to simply hover there as 'steam' bellowed from under scales in his arms and back every so often. Those lifeless orbs gazed up at Ulquiorra as he would come down towards him. the ripping of the ground could be heard as Rorek's left arm raised as his right arm pulled back the fist clenching. the ripping sound would be of the marks coming up onces more, atlest only the ones that were attached to Rorek's arms as his left arm raised the tendrils swung around his arm and attached the marking to his arm once more. The same would happen to his right arm as the blade attached.
Because the effects around Rorek would be useless against Ulquiorra theres little point in mentioning them. As Ulquiorra would aim to slam down onto Rorek's face with his open palm, it would instead come in contact with the marking attached to his forearm. The marking would buzz as static energy could be seen streaming across its surface like a power enhanced blade. As contact would be made the marking would burst with its pent up energy, swirling, stinking, snapping like a beast's blood raging jaws. The bursting energy never remained in the same form for too long and kept changing as it proceeded as it would push back against Ulquiorra's hand with enough force to blast right through a wall made of the densest material known.
Rorek wouldn't underestimate Ulquiorra, although Rorek didn't get an opinion. He was nothing more then a puppet being used by something much greater. ...Is the one you create yourself.
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