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 Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 5:13 pm
Setting: Large football field sized expanse of grass land. Maximillian Andros Christos Kane [Mack] approached the large fabled arena on foot. Even in the snow a small rumble of the ground would be felt as the juggernaut approached. An 8'6'' muscular, heavily armored being would be seen on approach, blue pupiless optics seen in the slots of an ominous helmet were the only sign of life. His armor perfectly fit his huge body,composed of thin plates of a unknown substance magically enhanced for his personal use. A huged spiked hammer rested on his shoulder, held in his left hand to keep it steady, its name The Abomination.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 4:59 pm
Momochi Kuoari could be seen walking rather calmly through the forest on his way through the snow towards the arena from the north. Hands in his pockets, blood colored pupiless optics gazing thoughtfully into the night sky as he did so. He wore black pants, a belt with three pouches and a few holsters for kunais, shuriken and senbon needles, a thin rather right long sleeve shirt and a black vest with no visible village symbol. The only object on her person identifiable for a specific village was the Leaf Forehead protector he wore with thick line drawn through the symbol.
Kuoari strolled calmly towards the dojo, his thoughts beginning to transcend that of the norm as he tapped into to his cerebral cortex. Fringing upon his every thought he'd access the full recesses of his brain, an ability gained at birth, through which he'd affect a subtle change through himself. His strangly unique pupiles eyes would change abruptly, the veins within the raising along with the veins around his eyes. His sight and perception would multiply by about 10 as he awakened his Blood Inheritance Limit, the Sharyugan. His vision would become more of a 360 degree perception of his being, along with the distance of his sight increasing dramatically. Though he was still a good distance away he could make out the sign perfectly from around 100 yrds, he would scan the area as he made the clearing just infront of the gates.
To all who'd see him the only thing on him that could be considered a weapon in plain sight were the pair of fuuma shuriken on his back, same as normal shuriken just considerably bigger. His facial features would seem rather welcoming excluding his eyes, closing the distance rather quickly he neared and entered the gates. Heading for the door, stepping inside to the crowds chanting his name.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 9:02 am
Spatial temporal coordination would allign well within the confines of the battle groundz and a single being would materialize. This figure's, tall, muscular dark skinned features were evident, almost intimidating. Cool calm relaxed facial features consisted of blood colored pupiless optics, an arrogant disposition and a pair of fangs just passing his top lip and coming into view. A single sheath was strapped to his back, bringing a diagonally slanting line across his chest, clad in all black his outfit matched the neat straight back cornrows that made up his hair. Calmly he awaited the other.
Drawing seemingly from the first's shadow, another figure would be seen, though his form would emerge from the shadow of the first. This man was taller, bigger, and stronger than the first, rough rugged features of a man. He wore baggy black pants and a sleeveless vest, open in the front showing a rather chiseled 8-pack and a few well placed tattooes on his chest and arms. Around his neck was a thick chain, another of these could be seen dangling from a pair of his belt loops, though the chain itself far too thick to be for a wallet. A pair of pale pupiless optics would scan the area in which he now stood, a smirk crossing his face as he admired the craftsmenship of this place. He'd sigh heavily though as he looked for the other, "Kuoari's always late."
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 7:13 am
Kuoari noticed their arrival before the other, smirking a bit he'd turn to face them now. The pair seemed to fit each other well, almost like a tag team in tv wrestling. He shrugged, it made no difference really, he doubted either of them could stand up to him and the juggernaut. He didnt know much about Mack, other then that Lyger had put them together as one of his Envoy's of Death teams. Now this would be a challenge against the other envoys to see whom was the best. Kuoari was more than ready for what lied ahead, clasping his hands in front of his chest an light blue essence would encircle his body, as all ways, down to business.
Mack turned his head first and would just watch the two on approach. Pupiless azzure optics would carefully watch their approach, and he'd turn the rest of his body to face them. Two black males seemingly human, though the prospect that Lyger had any humans within his employ was at best unlikely. Upon closer inspection he'd note that the slightly smaller one was a vampire, blood eyes, fangs, skin that seemed as though the God who'd created him was looking for perfection. His eyes would shift to the other, watching only his mannerisms and his sheer size it was obvious he wasnt human. Maybe a demon, or lycan, something big, and probably agile in his true form. Though neither bothered Mack, he lowered the heavy hammer from his shoulder to the ground, over heard clouds began to gather as a storm approached.
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