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 Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 1:53 pm
Riot jumped into the Cathedral with haste. As soon s he arrived he laughed at the images on the wall. He looked around fo a sign of Kain and saw none. He decided to practice a little. He brought both hands out infront of him and focued intensely, his white and purple bangs fell. His demonicly red eyes covered by them and his fangs revealed. He smiled wickedly and his long red trench coat began to rise around his shins, showing his black Vasquez steel toed boots. Two long katannas appeared on each hip stretching all the way down to his ankels; one sheath black the other white. His black leather pants were covered in armor as well as his simple kevlar shirt. Riot finally finsihed and a large black hole appeared before him, he pulled back and pushed forward and they shot into the area before him. No explosion, no crash, nothing except a hole in the wall in a perfect sphere shape. That piece of the wall was some where in the ether now. He grabbed the edges of his black leather gloves and adjusted them so the the steel plated knuckles were on correctly. Riot finished by removing his sunglasses and putting them inside his coat pocket.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 9:47 am
"You're intruding."
The sephiroth depicting "King; The Crown" that he usually stood on before the fights had disappeared. In it's place would come a light, bright and shining, though it hadn't risen from the ground but rather been shot down from the sky, from that same spinning sephiroth. As the light would fade it'd reveal none other than Kain, arms folded with a scowl upon his pale lips. He looked the same as always from the steel-toed boots to the gloves with the alchemic inscriptions on either side, though his coat was tied shut this time but instead belted, leaving his chest mildly visible. There was another slight difference, but very minor: One pair of black feathered wings had already sprouted from his back by the time he'd appeared. There were several more pairs still "locked in," but to see one without engaging him should be considered nothing short of an honor. His black leather belt still held the sheathe to the massive katana at his left hip, though there was no blade within the sheathe. Muramasa was already in Kain's right hand as he'd unfold his arms and point the tip of Muramasa at Riot. "You're here far too early; I don't care for intrusions, boy."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 2:27 pm
"Early? Oh no my boy the party starts when I get here." Riot pointed at himself and bowed, like he had just received a standing ovation. He flicked the hilt of the black katana and it popped out of its sheath. Riot quickly grabbed it in his left hand. He held on to it and twisted it in the air lightly, the all black blade gave of a dark aura that hinted at its powers. Riot closed his eyes for a moment and the blades image began to flicker violently like an old T.V. He smiled at Kain warmly as if greeting an old friend. "Dont tell your cranky?" In a flash he had drawn a Taurus PT92, jumped his hand to c**k it and fired three shots directly into Kain's chest. Impact of any kind on his person would instantly release highly concentrate-chemically enhanced silver nitrate, burning through almost any metal or fibers.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 2:50 pm
He'd begin to approach the arrogant b*****d with a loose grip on Muramasa, allowing his body to shift in to the astral plain through intangibility as the shots were fired. He'd stop and look back t the mess of silver nitrate on the floor and resume his approach on Riot, though the grip on Muramasa was tighter, and though he'd shift back on to the material plain, he'd come out with a bit of a strange glow about his form. "You're ill-prepared to say the least...and you dare say the show begins when you have the spotlight?" He'd take to the air, though his wings wouldn't move an inch. "Riot...you'll never have the spotlight. You'll only catch the rays that bounce off of me." He'd grin and slash Muramasa through the air, sending a "Rift Wave" at Riot. This wave could be seen as a strange streak of color coming at you where something was obviously distorted. If the Wave hit then it'd send half of what it'd come in to contact with in to another dimension. This attack wasn't meant to hit, given it's fast but not anything "lightspeed" or "supersonic." It was merely a warning to Riot to knock it off...
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 3:40 pm
"Yes that big ol forehead of yours is a bit shiny my friend." Riot would simply wave the Outlaw (Name of blade) quickly in the, rifts direction. Causing the two to swirl together creating a sort of impasse between the two, after a moment they flickered and distorted. Riot jumped up in the air and kicked his feet together, they started to shoot out small high intensity flames. He floated there for a moment looking at Kain. "Im ill-prepared and your the one screwing around?" He sighed, this was already turning into a disappointment. He waited of a moment looking around the cathedral, then he held the gun straight up in the air and fired six shots. Seth smiled then very quickly holstered the gun, pulling out a Colt P1679. He pressed the release on the side and spun the chamber. He looked into it and saw the bullets he loaded earlier these were simple hollow points with controlled rift inside. Once the shell burst, the rift would reverse filling the impact area with sea salt and gasoline, the hot shell pieces would ignite the gasoline and the salt well that was just for fun if they made it inside the skin.
Then his attitude shifted when he closed his eyes, his demeanor was that of a man with an ace. The bullets he fired earlier had slipped into a rift he created before the fight started. Riot opened several rifts around him in a circular shape and then barely visible were the bullets traveling around his body. "You know what they say..." He pointed the colt into the side of a rift and fired two bullets into it. A ring of speeding metal wrapped around his already shifting aura. "Guns dont kill people, bullets do."
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 8:36 pm
nonetheless. Kain would enter in to a Time Dilation, forcing Riot to see Kain, if he could, move at light-speed while Kain was still half-assing the fight within the Dilation, moving without care in the world. He'd construct the D-Angel: Halo upon each fingertip, and to Riot, it'd seem that the same moment Kain would enter the state he'd exit and the Halo would be floating and spinning several meters above Riot. To further the trick, Kain would create an exact duplicate of himself while within the Dilation, not a damn thing different between the two and force it out of the Dilation before he himself would slip in to a pocket dimension. The clone of course had the same powers as Kain and had control over the D-Angel: Halo and would test this field to see just how much "fun" he could give Riot. This all would be seen as a single, split-second action unless one were within Kain's own Time Dilation field. Each of the clone's fingers and thumbs would be held in the air to represent each of the ten spheres in the D-Angel: Halo, though the thumbs would soon retract as two of the orbs would race towards Riot at light-speed, each ready to ignite on contact with a failed fusion of negative and positive energy. Each sphere could cause an explosion large enough to incinerate a tank, so given Riot's bullets, he could only see fun coming from this.
"Guns don't kill people, bullets do...and a half-assed insult. You're not giving me very much inspiration to really try you know."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 7:29 am
Riots eyes were sharp enough to see slight movements inside his time dilation. They however were not fast enough to catch it, but he was smart enough to know to move. Yet, not even moving would be enough to stay alive. He had practiced before the fight on breaking his body into pieces. Riot knew these bullets were going to come in handy. Each rift carrying the bullets along their path shifted, until all the bullets entered a rift and disappointedly and then reappeared at points focusing in on Kain's double from all directions. If he stayed the course he was going he was going to be hit, if he back away he would be blown up, his only was was up or down which meant out of riots way. WHile these rifts were all shifting Riots image like his blade had began to flicker and static, and images of him began to show up around the room. After he was done there were three of him, one where he originally was, one behind kain and a final one leaning on Kain's throne. Since each visible image was a piece of him it had solid contact with the world, and each part had a fraction of his power.
"Oh come on. Youve got to be kidding me?" All three of him laughed tauntingly, he was becoming annoyed. Each Riot's flicked the scattered outlaw and three 3 foot long rift scars flew through the air at the speed of sound to the original Kain. Then they all pulled out their Colt P1679 and fired two shots; but each shell was incomplete and instead of firing a full ball the sprayed gas and shrapnel igniting into fire in the air.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 11:55 am
There were several more ways to move. He'd choose to go with a method more his style, or rather this clone would. De-materializing in to shadow and moving about just like light, the same damn mind-blowing speeds, just without the fancy sci-fi name. People might think "Dark Speed" was a bit slow if he were to go off of that. One way or another, the moment the clone appeared at Kain's throne, three things would happen in the following order -as- the clones would appear: First, the shadow would materialize from the shadow of the throne while -at the same time- creating the D-Angel: Catastrophe and calling in the rest of the eight spheres of the D-Angel: Halo. This clone, Kain's D-Angel: Kamikaze was the target of a single D-Angel: Halo sphere, and as it hit, the D-Angel: Catastrophe would launch and come in to contact with another of the spheres, meaning the other six would come in to contact with the throne. All three D-Angel Techniques would set off at the point of his throne the moment Riot's clone would appear. The D-Angel: Catastrophe alone could would create an unstable explosion like that of an atomic bomb in both size and power and the clone-kamikaze would only double that, and each of the spheres would again feed the blast. This blast would be enough to wipe a continent clear off of the map. Again: This would happen -as his throne was occupied-. If Riot somehow miraculously managed to live through this, it'd be a battle on top of water now.
Kain, on the other hand, was still safe has he was before. Even if Riot had somehow reached in to a Pocket Dimension, it'd be simple enough for Kain to close it as it'd begin to open, and the odds of finding him in one f the trillions of Pocket Dimensions were phenomenally pathetic, along with the fact that Kain, remaining in the Time Dilation, could switch the trajectory of any ranged attacks with ease.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 2:33 pm
Seth's static image at the throne would hold stable waiting until the explosion was just about o occur. Then disappear, after all he was in constant motion while in a rift and closing off one was faster and simpler than opening one. Riots images would all disappear as the explosion occurred, Hed stop his thruster in the boots and let himself be taken by gravity as he rifted to a spot a few hundred feet back, waiting for the dust to clear. He was glad he coated his Trench coat with FR88, (fire resistant paint that exist today, imagine that with several hundred years of technological advances.) but even that did not save him from some of the fire that reached through his rift. The coat was burned to hell and Riot angrily tore it off throwing it to the ocean as he kicked his boots back on. "That was my best trench." He felt his Colt heating up and pulled it out throwing it to the water quickly; after a few seconds the shells inside its chamber combusted. "And i just bought that gun." Riot was ticked.
He decided now was a good time to put away the outlaw. The image of it in his left hand would disappear and return to his hip. Next he pulled out the Star -name of white sword, yes if you notice theres a connection- the white sword disappeared but it was noticeable he was still clutching something. Then suddenly his fist began to dis appeared and then come back as nothing but a white light. The reappeared to in this form and began to sprout white wings about 4 feet from tip to middle. Riot let the blade go and twisted around in mid air, the blade immediately floated to his back and wrapped tendrils around his upper body. The wings flapped and sent riot up a few feet in the air. He kicked off his boots and was left floating in the air the wings still no longer beating. Hed save the boots for an emergency. At least now with the star in use he could move faster and not have to worry about flight, they would take care of his arieal movements and evasion on a small scale.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 5:41 pm
He was impressed he'd somehow survived that, but at the same time growing increasingly bored. He'd sigh from within his dimension and fold his arms as three more D-Angel: Kamikaze clones would sprout from him. Each would then enter their own separate pocket dimensions from within Kain's own and take aim. It should be noted that Kain could control where he went, and thus emerged. They were of course focused at certain parts about Riot, still locked in the dimension as Kain finally created the D-Angel: Dark Lord, a knew technique still under construction but similar to his Kamikaze. His detail would be identical to that of the clone Riot and his radioactive friend had seen. This creature would remove itself from the pocket dimension, perfectly visible about 30 meters from Riot, and with his clones now imprinted with their orders, Kain would cross his legs and rest his head on his forearms while whistling "One-Winged Angel" to himself while floating about. The Dark Lord would hold out both hands and simultaneously sprout hundreds of black tendrils form his back, and even amount bursting out of each shoulder blade. Each tendril would have a disgusting little opening at the tip, one similar to the strange mouth-like openings in Kain's palms. The Dark Lord would grin and put it's opening to use by rapidly sucking every bit of oxygen from the air for several mile's radius and converting it in to a mass amount of acidic miasma that would flow from the Dark Lord's torn tench coat in to the ocean, turning it in to a bubbling hell his off-line AP Field couldn't even match while sending up fumes in to the air with cute little microscopic spores bent on eating the flesh of whatever it'd come in to contact with. Without air to breath, land to rest on and a flesh-eating virus in the air, the Dark Lord would now sport what had taken him millinias to achieve: The superior body of a Celestial, one without the defects of a humanoid body.
At the same time, within the pocket dimensions of the other three clones, each clones was charging a D-Angel: Catastrophe in each hand, getting ready to launch at any given moment. One way or another, this would be the end-all unless Riot wanted to say uncle and admit inferiority. Not like it was a bad thing: Everyone was inferior to him, but it wasn't like Riot sucked. He wouldn't grace Riot with some of his best tactics and his friendship if he didn't see superior strength in him. Still, the greatest of fighters knows when they're beat.
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 6:57 pm
))Very nicely played Ill admit(( Riot looked around surprised noticing that the water was throwing off flames, the skin on his arm began to itch and burn. He even noticed that air was growing sparse, he supposed he had a minute to act. "You really are being an pain." Riot smirked, never go to gun fight with a knife, and he had brought two guns.
Working fast, doing several motions within the blinks of an eye; first off he kicked the thruster in his boots on -glad he had saved their tanks, now he wouldnt need the reserves for a while-, then he reached to his spine touching the blade of the Star. It reacted quickly, folding its wings around his arms, throat, and face. While that was working he reached into his pants pocket pulling out a AVI Breather -aquatically versatile inhaler-, he pulled out an air tube, concentrated oxygen -he had to keep his breathing as minimum as possible or he would possibly die from this maneuver- smashing one into the cartridge holder. The wings were getting tighter onto his skin forming tightly around his muscles, the parts around his eye's grew into slits covered by VidScreen's -capable of detecting any bio weapon, heat signatures, a camera like view, and of course night vision-. He noticed the air was alive with the basteria and was cursing not having thought of a way to eliminate it. His nose was set to only be able to exhale while the metallic skin around his mouth formed over the breather not leaving it exposed. The wings crawled down his body covering his entire form, and leaving the thrusters on his boots open. After about thirty seconds he was finally covered in a metallic, Nanite casing. The skin had already begun healing what little damage was done by the airborne virus and was working to eliminate the still live virus on his skin.
Hed have to use the outlaw wisely, and he knew this skin would hold against fire, and extreme amounts of pressure. The only question was how much longer was Kain going to toy around. He had come prepared for hell, and so far this was looking like a nice purgatory. He couldnt speak anymore because of the AVIB or else he would have said something along those lines. He wouldn't bother with attacking but he did jump the Outlaw to his hand and charged it for a big rift. He wasnt going to lose this battle.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 1:33 am
Kain was snickering and cackling in the pocket dimension, practically doing flips as he sat in the air. He didn't quite have control over the D-Angel: Dark Lord, hence the "in progress" status of it. Thankfully, the creature was fully aware it was merely a clone to be used at Kain's disposal, and so long as it got to have it's fun like this every once in a while, it'd forever obey Kain. In the end, though, Kain never knew what the hell the D.L. would end up doing and this was certainly a first.
The Dark Lord was having just as much fun watching Riot have to force himself in to complete defense. He'd grin and begin the final stages of this little attack by rambling on a bit of a spell in old Aramaic, though it'd of worked all the same in English. He just liked showing off. The end result would be a dark sky above them full of life, each beat of it's heart shown in red lightning and crashing thunder...and soon rain. A highly-corrosive acid rain, similar to the endless ocean of acid below them. The Dark Lord would grin and it's eyes blaze with the same furiousness as the sky and a monsoon would kick up, socking him in it and leaving him with nothing but the shadows to cover himself. If Riot hadn't caught on yet, it was obvious this creature spawned from Kain's -lighter side-, strangely enough, could bring about the apocalypse with ease and still pull out trick after trick. How many tricks could Riot survive in the end?
The other three clones were still charging the D-Angel: Catastrophes, though at this point it was pointless. The power from these six spheres colliding would be enough to send a planet itself right to Hell. Kain could survive in space and move on to a knew world, but how about Riot? How many ways did Kain need to prove his superiority in one fight?
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 10:30 pm
Riot laughed as the first few drops of rain hit the newly formed armor, as fast as the rain would eat it away the nanites would repair it, but it was causing problems with his breather because that surface was thin. He had been waiting long enough it was time to strike before he could possibly face ending this fight before the Outlaw and Star even combined. He separated the 'skin around the mask so he could speak for a moment. "KAIN ILL BE BACK AFTER IM DONE WITH YOUR FLUNKIE." With that statement, using all his speed and the enhanced speed from the Star, he jumped right behind the D.L and slashed the Outlaw horrifically fast, itconsumed Riot, D.L and even the acidic water from below for atleast 200 feet around and 20 feet below; all this within the blink of an eye. Instantly riot and the D.L were jumped to space; some miles away from the spot they had previously been, but they could see the entirety of weyard below them. Riot floated for a moment and went to work.
As fast as possible Riot jumped backward by about a hundred feet and just watched as hundreds of acidic iceles came pouring into the space around them. This was his chance for a good strike before blowing them to hell. Riot began jumping randomly all over the area, slashing large bits of the ice towards D.L with the outlaw, about thirty different spikes were hurtling at him per three seconds, this was going to require one hell of a evasion on D.L's end to not get touched. But after nine seconds or so, he stopped what he was doing and touched the skin, his hand sinking into it; he ruled out in his hand two MicroW ball.- about the size of a golf ball a personal favorite invention of his, it sent out microwaves, similar to that of a actual microwave, for hundreds of feet causing the area to heat up to atleast 200 degrees, in any condition. It was originally invented to help with explorations of new planets whenever ice fields and asteroid fields were in the way. Invented 97 A.E Patent pending- He pushed the red button on the side and tossed it quickly. The ice he had sent careening at the D.L was not melting back into is acidic form.
Riot sat back and laughed to himself wondering how even a creature of his ability would escape, because event he ice that had flooded with them was to close to escape from without being touched. Riot had luckily cleared the ice before throwing the ball.
((If youll argue that it would be unfair to make the jump unavoidable. It was prepared in the last post, and it was not a direct blow to deal damage or kil, simply a way to reposition himself and the opponent. Btw i type this without my contacts so it may be fubar lookin))
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 2:38 pm
Apparently he hadn't been paying attention this entire damn fight. The Dark Lord had a few more tricks up his sleeve and is hereby named "Niak" for an easier way to remember his name. He, unlike Kain, had -no- energy signal, spiritual pressure, negative or positive let-off, thermal readings, blood pressure, breathing pattern or anything else. He was Kain's second greatest creation -next to Tedd- given his maneuverability. It could also use Tactics and Strategies Kain could only dream of, such as the following:
Niak called this his "Shimmer Step" ability. Close to a Shinigami's Flash Step, but cheaper. He'd create a direct image of himself while slipping in to his own pocket dimension, though unlike Kain he only needed a hole about 1 inch in radius to move and with the Shimmer still there -en exact replica of himself with no differences- it'd be impossible to trace his movements. He'd allow the Shimmer to actually be hit by each attack and react justly, but that wasn't the point.
The moment Riot "sat back and laughed" the fight would be over as Niak would emerge from the Pocket Dimension simultaneously as Riot began to get comfortable and launch his own dual-D-Angel: Catastrophes -as he emerged-. AT THE EXACT SAME TIME, the other three rifts containing the clones would open and shoot their own dual-D-Angel: Catastrophes. The power from this combination would indeed end this world (hence why I make it a DM that doesn't count for anything but a victory) and leave them drifting. Niak would of been destroyed - and re-created in Kain's Pocket Dimension and sent right back out in to the void of space. If Riot wasn't dead for some ludacris reason, then he'd go one step further! He didn't go about calling himself a Titan, a creature that could put the Gods in their place without back. Right hand would shoot out towards the sun while the left hand would shoot out towards the blackness of this oblivion, ready to send the Milky Way itself straight to Hell. At least Heaven and Hell alike would have all the soldiers it needed for it's supposed unholy war...he wondered if it was true that there was a lack of chairs in Heaven and that Hell was actually very cold? Whatever.
"Riot, if you can hear me out their in this deep space, it's over. Give up now and I'll help you get stronger. Fail to recognize when you're beat and I'll send everything in one Big Bang all due in thanks to your own arrogance...Make your choice."
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Kain M ShZual Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 6:16 pm
Riot laughed wildly, as he slammed the Outlaw into in the star 'Skin' the combination would pull all positive energy into his newly formed Perfect Skin -When the outlaw and star are combined they form what is called the perfect skin. The perfect skin will surpass light speeds by sucking in all positive energy, while the previous Outlaw blade still controls rifts by taking in the charges riot stores in them, like the large rift used to get them to space. This allows attacks to be formed from the the amounts of positive energy put in (in this case it will be the positive sides of the d Angel technique used against him, thanks Kain) to it, that energy also fuels movement. - Therefore splitting the D Angel technique into just negative energy, Riot moved out the way with simplicity letting the dark energies go rocketing into space, various explosions of less severity pock marking the horizon of space. Riot flexed his fingers in the new skin and began focusing rifts and planning points he could jump to. He held his borrowed positive energy waiting for the moment. noticeable more now was instead of the outlaw being in his hand, there was anew blade that looked like a long icicle made of pure light. The only thing was at the center of this blade there was a small dark spot -this dark spot is concentrated dark energy from the outlaw that allowed him to control rifts so fast-. If chosen Riot could blow them away to hell right here right now. He jumped them back to earth away from all the damage the D.L caused.
Riot pulled of the AVI Breather and spoke calmly. "We can both destroy this entire planet and half the universe right now, or we can call it a draw. I dont care if I die, ill just get to see Maria." The sky was dimming as the suit was pulling the suns positive energies from the atmosphere. Much longer in this state and hed disrupt the planets weather permanently. " So Draw, or Destruction? Cause personally ive got an assassination to get to, and either way we do this he dies; but i dont get paid for the later method."
(Id say were at a draw unless you really want to do this to the end, cause you know i will. smile . Nextly, as said before the Outlaw Star skin was mentioned very non specificly in the last post. And splitting the D Angel technique wasnt hard after i figured out how it was working.)
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