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 Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 4:05 pm
As shaakati neared the count he lowered his head to increase his forward momentum (Im basing this on the fact that when people sprint they lean forward ) Thus causing the knife to recoshey (yes i am aware i spelt it wrong) off of his broken horns.
Meanwhile shaakati's sword dissapeared and became a portal to the netherkingdom (for an alternate name for the netherkingdom refer to my match with lurrrggg in the riverrun arena)
Still sprinting hard shaakati went in for a clothes line on the count...since he was in his demonified state this would hit with such a force that it would send the count flying into the portal no matter how much wind the count could summon (unless its a tornado or something)
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 6:46 am
The Count saw the demon as he climbed over the lip of the rock and began to charge. It was so huge and had such large momentum that it was a simple matter for him to dive between its legs, and send an electric charge at it from behind which should tumble it into the portal...
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 6:40 am
Suprized by the counts dart between his legs shaakati tried to look where th ecount had gone and as a result tripped and tumbled for a few metres on the rocky outcrop. Causing the charge of electricity to miss shaakati completely and go into the portal with much hissing and whirling.
With wasting anymore time, shaakati still on the floor smahed his fist into the floor causing a fissure to head towards the count at twice the speed and with almost twice the size of his previous fissure.......
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 4:52 pm
Queen Sola appeared to help out her dear friend Shaakati. She raced throughout the field until she reached Shaakati, she jumped of her black mare and landed in a crouching position beside Shaakati. "I heard you need some help, my dear friend."
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:07 am
Seeing the arrival of the Queen of Riverrun, the Count knew there was only one thing that would save him now. As he fell down the crevasse, he turned the jewel on his staff to face him, chanting in the deep bass tones of a dark mage. Suddenly he stopped falling, and flew up again as though on wings, staff pointing straight between Shaakati's legs and firing bolts of electricity at him. His eyes smoked with pain and darkness...
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 12:40 pm
Seeing the transformation coming over the count shaakati screams at the top of his voice...VELEQUARA STOP THIS MADNESS!!! JUST STAND DOWN...FOR IF YOU DO NOT THEN YOU SHALL DOOM US ALL. I WONT BE ABLE TO CONTROL IT With this the electricity hits shaakati full on. Shaakati is sent flying back into a bog nearly 200metres from the point he was hit.
But as he is flying through the air shaakati all but dissapears as a creature seemingly consisting of nothing but pure darkness takes his place.
in an eiree whisper from all around the creature speaks..... You have condemned yourself to anihilation....Within seconds the sound of faint chanting can be heard almost carried upon the very breath of the wind
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 9:35 am
The count's face is twisted in pain and rage. "You think you can challenge the raw power of black magic? I kept it tame, hoping you would take the hint, but no, you insist on pushing me to the very limit!" He cries out in pain. "You have brought me to the brink - I will destroy you now, though i may sacrifice myself!"
While he has been speaking, five tors nearby, each about 3 miles away, now have tornados either side of them, spinning in opposite directions, with sufficient force to fling the car-sized stones on top toward Shaakati with the speed of bullets. The couterspins cancel out the centrifugal force, and the stones are fired in deadly straight lines from all directions.
The count now gathers what is left of his energy for one final assault; the dark magic is slowly tearing him apart, causing him great pain, but the final assault should destroy Shaakati utterly. Or so he hopes, for unless he reverses the spell which unlocked this power, that power will destroy him...
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 1:35 pm
Phulaega now in full control of shaakati causes shaakati to become the very fabric of darkness and therefore almost indestructable to conventional attacks (this is countered by one immense weakness) Thus causing the rocks to apparently hit nothing but air. You have no idea what you have condemned yourself to.
With this phulaega begins actions that would bind the dark side of the counts soul to phulaega (i assume the count has a dark side as you have referred to 'dark magic').
This attack will kill neither you or shaakati....but through me your fates are bound together
((((Should this work neither warrior would be the same again and forever bind the fates of shaakati and the count. No longer woud either of them bare any alligence other then to the royal house of westros and the queen. They would leave the armies of the war and would follow the queen glady into battle)))
He is loyal to the queen by my bidding.....For i am the soul of her first true love
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 2:02 am
The Count, feeling the tug of power wrenching at his soul, redirects his final attack. Instead of blasting shaakati with a ball of lightning, he reroutes the electricity through his own body, seeking out the dark power, with which Shaakati has forged a mental link. The sheer force of the shockwave, tainted with black magic, will be enough to overload Shaakati's neural patterns and shut down his brain. Pouring every last drop of power into this attack, the Count is in incredible pain, writhing and twisting in agony. Inside Shaakati's own head, his voice echoes: "...You spoke truly; i have condemned us both..."
He crumples to the ground. There is a blinding flash of white lightning as the gathered power is transferred to Shaakati. The Count's staff spins on the spot for a few seconds, seeming to draw in the dark clouds; the tornadoes retreating to them; then it, too, clatters to the floor. As the sun comes out again, the Count can be seen lying spread-eagled on the ground, eyes open, but no longer filled with darkness, his staff beside him...but what has become of Shaakati?
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 2:22 am
((Considering shaakati wont be on for weeks, i dont know whats going on here lolzz))
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