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 Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 5:38 pm
Yawgmoth looked up awaiting his aid to arrive. It could be a moment so he decided to entertain them. "You do realize, that we've been playing with him right? You do realize, that the majority of our powers have been kept locked away. Do you really want to know what you're trying to defeat? You're trying to defeat something that has lived longer than any dragon, longer than any god of this or any other planet. We are Yawgmoth. And we are your death" He shouted up the dragons unimpressed. The ground started to shake rocking the arena as a bright purple aura surrounded Yawgmoth. The crimson red of his eyes darkened burning in a violent fire. The shaking got more and more violent as the air around Yawgmoth grew hotter the purple flames around him growing larger turning a darker shade with each and every passing moment. Finally a loud roar, that sounded like something between a demonic shriek and a lion's roar combined bellowed from the beast this bafoon had unleashed by getting in the way of his fight with Skye. Yawgmoth's muscles buldged to a grotesque fashion and the output of power he exerted grew by leaps and bounds. He always held himself back in the arena, there was never a need to show his true powers to anyone but if he was going to take five on one. Then he would have to. He didn't know how soon or late his aid would arrive. The display continued as Yawgmoth's body blew off waves and waves of power crushing the stone aroudn him, denting the dirt ground causing a crater effect. No one in the RDS had ever seen Yawgmoth push his limits so far in a fight but these two were about to go down as the first Yawgmoth had ever had to push himself so hard to kill. The echoing roar ended and Yawgmoth's eyes locked onto his enemies. "You've no idea. How doomed you really are." Yawgmoth said in a cold tone. His power at only fifty percent output. But that was fourty more than his usual use in battle. Should his aid arrive soon. Nothing would stop his side from winning. "It would take more than fifty of you to beat us now. And we've got someone else coming, there's no chance. We suggest you run for your lives this very second."
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 5:55 pm
"Not happening! Cause we got a little somethign even you can't stop! It's big, he's bad, heeeeeeeeee's the one, the only, BORNIA! And I think it's time to show you just how strong a suicidal blast would be!" said Red.
"Are you nuts?! Bornia could kill us all! We've never used it with others around besides Zeke, and not with all 4 of us!!! WE could destroy this very plain of existance!!!!" Said The original.
"Your such a coward. Who cares about this dimintion? And when we die, we will simply face Tiamat." said black.
"But I wanna live! I can't have fun if we die!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 10:32 pm
* A few jolts of lightning began to strike out from seemingly out of nothing, growing worse by the second and becoming more and more frequent. He had heared the plea for help and he knew this meant a serious fight, finnaly a chance to put himself really on the edge again.
Screams eluded throughout the arena mixed with curch bells and voices whispering, at first the voices didn't make sense. They rambled on like busy flies, that was until several of the lightning jolts remained and waved around a spot like cloth tied to a stick outside. Their rhymes were common for those who were silly enough to worship a book, however as they grew powerful so did the screams.
Then a blast occured in the area the lightning jolts came from, but not anykind of explosion. Gallons upon gallons of blood were flung out and formed a coccon, explodeing again after another five seconds or so and sending the blood everywhere. A climax of screams following straight afterwards and stopping as the figure formed a smirk upon his face, the torn cape fluttering wildly behind him as if in a storm. But there were no wind.
The erries sound of his chain scrapeing against the floor were enough to make someones neckhair rise, if not the sight of him did.
Ali had arrived, pumped and ready.* Somebody called for an exterminator?
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 11:06 pm
Yawgmoth was impressed, an even more flashy entrance than he himself often gave. But that impression did not last long. They still had a goal to accomplish. "And now the odds are fair. You cannot best us both, in fact. We will wager, you cannot kill one of us, before we kill all of you." Yawgmoth said staring upward at them. The two most powerful beings in the RDS were staring the dragons down. They stood no chance now. Yawgmoth at 50% of his output was more than enough, with Aliator at whatever output that was it. And lord only knew if both of them push 100% they'd destroy every living creature within the confines of the boarders of the RDS itself. The very earth would shake under the weight of their powers. Yawgmoth finally turned his eyes to Skyeheart and waited. Whether skye wanted this to happen or not it was too late. He had aid, wanted or not. And now, so did Yawgmoth.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:52 am
Aliator * A few jolts of lightning began to strike out from seemingly out of nothing, growing worse by the second and becoming more and more frequent. He had heared the plea for help and he knew this meant a serious fight, finnaly a chance to put himself really on the edge again.
Screams eluded throughout the arena mixed with curch bells and voices whispering, at first the voices didn't make sense. They rambled on like busy flies, that was until several of the lightning jolts remained and waved around a spot like cloth tied to a stick outside. Their rhymes were common for those who were silly enough to worship a book, however as they grew powerful so did the screams.
Then a blast occured in the area the lightning jolts came from, but not anykind of explosion. Gallons upon gallons of blood were flung out and formed a coccon, explodeing again after another five seconds or so and sending the blood everywhere. A climax of screams following straight afterwards and stopping as the figure formed a smirk upon his face, the torn cape fluttering wildly behind him as if in a storm. But there were no wind.
The erries sound of his chain scrapeing against the floor were enough to make someones neckhair rise, if not the sight of him did.
Ali had arrived, pumped and ready.* Somebody called for an exterminator? Ali was engulfed immeditly by holy fire. Poor guy, making an enterance like that without even judging the position of others. "I never asked for Feame's help, but since you were going to gang up on me anyways with your sorry vampire friend in the first place, I see no need to stop this intervention." mad Skyeheart then came down with is Firg Fang in a skewer motion(like Link in SSBM) as the holy fire cleared. "Taste my blade Aliator! You're going to die yet again!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:07 am
* Ali reacted quick, most because Sky had alarmed him but opening his mouth before strikeing.
Thus blocking Skyhearts fire fang with his left lower arm, then takeing hold of the blade itself and kicking straight at Sky with his right foot. Aiming for his stomach.
Yawg had removed his genuine left arm the last time they fought, forceing Ali to replace it. When Ali replaced something it was always better.
Coated by a sort of rubber, that felt and looked like genuine skin, were the left arms true apperance. Solid, waterproof, shockproof metal arm made by a special type of alloy metal. A metal NASA was planning to coat their space ships with for the sole purpose of strenght and tolerance to the massive heat from falling down through the atmosphere. No matter how much heat you applied it didn't melt and it felt cold to the touch even after hours of heat applied to it.
The holy fire was a horrible move done on Ali, horrible for Sky and his little friend that is. By withdrawing all substance of air around him, it killed the flames and since he was also able to harvest holy aswell as dark powers and boost himself up. It had slim to zero efffect, if lucky it would give a simple first degree burn on the top of his right hand.
Skyheart would have to choose wether to get kicked in the stomach at such force it would send up his daily meals, or release the Fire fang and avoid the attack.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 10:45 am
Skyeheart chose to take the hit. For a good reason too. He would indeed give up his lunch, but what Aliator didn't know was that when a dragon gives it up it always comes out well done.
Skyeheart's mouth erupted with yet another set of supernova heat, he concentrated on Ali's arm. So what if it was a superalloy? It was still metal! And metals conduct heat extremely well. They did have high melting points, but very low specific temperature, that meant they absorb energy insanely fast.
Even if it felt cold, that only meant it didn't release heat well, and by rule of conservation of energy, that would speed up its heat gain even more.
Combined with his Fire Fang, Ali's arm was gaining more than over 100 trillion joules of energy per nanosecond, that was enough to burn up the air around it into nothing. Ali's arm would melt in a matter of moments, for there was nothing dragon fire could not melt.
(Word to the wise Ali, everything has a melting point.)
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 12:06 pm
* Ali wasn't one for takeing chances, as soon as the fake skin melted away. Ali launched himself back and out from Skyhearts range . Landing up next to Yawg and tossing a quick glance down at the metal arm, nothing to serious. Sky had only made the entire lower arm red glowing, It returned back to it's original color and solid state within seconds.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 12:34 pm
A smarter fighter would have at least retreated to where he couldn't let comrades be caught in crossfire.
Skyeheart whipped up a powerful cyclone, that arm was heat resistant, waterproof, and electricly insulated, but how would it fare against air?
Skyeheart sent a massive ripping wind at Aliator, and he positioned himself in the center of the storm's eye so Ali wouldn't be able to break the wind pattern. Because if he tried, Skyeheart's motion would only trigger a stronger one.
Screaming through the air like a silver bullet....no, faster than that. It was probably mach 54. Skyeheart would be to fast to halt, he went right by Aliator and Yawgmoth, turning the winds to invisible sickles that hacked and sliced.
Skyeheart true forte was air. After all, there is no defence that can block the air around you. Trying to do so would be like trying to prevent a breeze from brushing over you, you can't see it, you can't touch it, and you certainly can't react in time.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 12:52 pm
Yawgmoth's hightened reaction time caused him to counter Skye's move with the perfect counter and dodge the wind blades. When wind was sharp enough to cut it was only sharp enough to cut at certain points. Yawgmoth's innermost arm to the center where Skye was passing through came out and he clotheslined skye, Running that fast he would never be able to stop himself from smashing into Yawgmoth's powerful arm. Yawgmoth however followed forward on the clothesline falling to the ground with Skyeheart to avoid the sharp edges of the wind. The wind would be knocked from Skye's chest leaving him dazed and without a breath. Getting struck by something like that, while moving so fast was no laughing matter.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:09 pm
* Ali gave Yawg a gleer before his eyes dartedat Skyheart, Attacking Ali with wind was even more futile then fire. Ali had simply erradicated icy cold wind from his entire body, causeing the air around Skyheart to be forced around him and doing zero damage. Cold air always defeated air that was warmer.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:23 pm
The 4 Feame's spoke as one, "Tend to the fool. We will take care of the re-run!" They said, putting two and two together to realize that Skye had fought this foe befor. They posistioned themselfes around Ali quickly, and all let out their bursts.
The original let out a mighty holy beam. Strong enought to destroy most vampires. Aiming at his head
The red one fired at a differant angle, fireing the deadly dragon's fire. Aimed right at his arm. The weak one, even. The metle may last, but flesh wouldn't, seeing as vampires where weak to fire.
The blue fired his frozen tundra breath at the beasts legs.
And the black one sent an demon's abiss beam right at the monster's cheast.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:29 pm
* Ali let out a laugh as the holy beam and dark attack were harvested and boosted him even further, Increaseing strenght, agility, speed, focus and so much more. The fire dying out just several inches away from Ali and the ice around his legs, cracking and breaking as he buildt up the pressure between the ice and his legs.* Ah!, how wonderful this feels. for this kind gesture i'll kill you with less suffering then i had decided.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:34 pm
dark move onto the feild watching all that is taking place he came looking for a fight but it looks like everyone was playing with each other "i feel left out and i never truly got to test my full power on stage one shame" dark took a seat where he was standing and waited for someone to die so he can jump in
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 8:08 pm
"Who was the idiot that came up with THAT plan?!" Said the white.
"You, remember? An old plan you called 'plan dimond'...foolish. Though...the holy shot should have nailed him good!" said the dark one.
Red was dumbstruck...he never missed! He never failed! And he NEVER came short!
Blue was getting discouraged, "Uh...enough talk, someone got a plan B?!"
"Don't look at me. That WAS my plan A, B, AND C!" said the whit, again.
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