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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 11:37 pm
~:Sapporo, Hokkaido::~
[The Northern Island]
One of, if not the northernmost city of importance in Japan, Sapporo is located on the isle of Hokkaido to the North of Aomori and Iwate Provinces (the latter of which is home to Iwadate's Beaches and Oshu City). With frigid temperatures for most of the year and prime locations to go skiing, the city is a surprisingly bustling one for its out-of-the-way location. Its recent significance has come from a military outpost being stationed near the center of the city, and for having become the base for one of Japan's most notorious criminals and loose cannons...Naniyori of the former Embryon.
Locations in Sapporo include Nyx's Bar, the Sapporo TV Tower, Thor's Coliseum, and the Hoheikyo Onsen. The bar is a well-frequented hangout for unusual characters, while the Coliseum is a location where people can test their strength against one another in combat without the fear of interference, arrest, etc. It is said that the onsen has unusual healing powers... Quote: Distance/Time by Train from Inaba: 1 Full Day via train to the tip of the country, then another 6 hours by ship to the island of Hokkaido
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 10:08 pm
  Saiga Giriko, And Jo(shu) Michieru, students of 3-3
Whew...Good thing Saiga's a heavy sleeper.. Jo(shu) thought, as he emerged from an entrance to the dark Realm, Kyouji having caught up with him along the passage, and offering him help. She'd sent him on a bit of a roundabout way that nevertheless shaved off precious time, with one of her demonic allies as assistance.
"Thank you Hua-Pao." he waved to the small demon, carrying Saiga over his shoulder. "Tell Kyouji I say thanks again. Really helps me out when I need it most.."
Of course, looking up at the area he emerged in, he wasn't sure if he was too happy to be here. Setting Saiga down, he nudged her quietly, gesturing. "We're here.." he called, flicking a tube quietly, while his headphones were slid into place. He had this feeling..he had to be on guard around here..
"Already..?" she called, rubbing her eyes as she looked behind him. A....Coliseum? wow..where were they again? Her hands moved to her uniform skirt, feeling for her phone as she stood up. Something about this seemed....strange. "What are you even doing here?"
Jo(shu) chuckled lightly, before turning to head into the Coliseum, glancing at his phone one last time.
"Gonna go pick up a friend.." he called, gesturing at her. "Stay close, Giri-Giri."
He had a feeling this wouldn't be as easy as the other auctions, that was for sure.. Quote: Jo(shu) and Saiga have arrived at Thor's Coliseum.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:38 pm
Thor's ColiseumLocation: Main Gate
Brief Summary: A great stadium used for sporting events in the past, it's Dark Realm self is used as a coliseum where Demons fight to the death. The ruler, Thor, holds dominion over this city district.
The Sapporo Dome, once home to the greatest competitive events in the world, filled with the rumbling cheers of countless fans from all over the world. It was said that places had souls of their own, and to many of the local residents, it seemed as if the Stadium had yearned for that rise in cheers once more ever since the day those Events had ended. But as was common, humanity was deaf to the cries of the Earth around them...be they nature, homes, or even this renown stadium. Over time that yearning turned to resentment, and that resentment attracted those who dwelled in the dark. Emotions gave Demons power after all, so the coalescing of a hundred thousand people in one place, even this many years later, still left the land ripe with power...power that had now been claimed just beneath the surface of the normal world, in the Dark Realm where only those who had spiritual powers could wander. For a second as Jo(shu) approached the main gate the stadium shined radiantly in the sun, and the stone statues on either side were a testament to human architecture. As his foot crossed the threshold a sudden wave of unease passed over he and his companion, as his natural power pulled him into the world that was on the other side of the curtain against his will or not. Suddenly everything seemed darker, the lights were mere wraiths of themselves, and the sun was nowhere to be seen; for those with no spiritual power, it would have made them woozy, and they probably never would have even noticed the difference. For someone like Jo(shu) however, it would be easy to tell; he'd just wandered into some Demon's territory, in the Dark Realm.
"Oh,another human wandering in, mmm?" The voice obviously came from somewhere close, almost immediately around them, but no sudden movements alerted the two to what had happened. "Yer' sure don't look very strong...and I bet you ain't got much macca on you either." Suddenly the two could feel shaking, as the statues on either side of them blinked. Blinked!? "Intruding in our realm, are ya? Well then a little weakling like yer' should just be quiet and die. There's no point in just killing ya, though." Suddenly a finger flicked into the back of Jo(shu)'s head, not for lack of his trying to defend himself per say...but either way he turned to defend himself, there was another on his blind side to strike him. As his head became fuzzy, likely causing him to blink a few times and look around for something familiar as it all went dark, the voices began to sound further off...yet still audible. "The least a weakling like yer' can do is entertain us 'fore ya die...see ya around, kid..." As his eyes closed, everything seemed to fade out against his will. The fear of not knowing what happened to Saiga may have gripped him, but even so, his body wouldn't listen...and then it all turned to black.
..up...ke up...wake up...! He could most likely hear his friend calling, at last regaining consciousness. A pretty little cell for the two of them, locked away in the bowels of the dungeon until they could make use of them. Around them stone and mortar were their only companions, both thick and sturdy enough to resist even supernatural strength to a degree, while the gates were reinforced time and again with bars that overlapped and banned all hope of escape. Was this why Jo(shu) had come to Sapporo? Was the unpleasant vision of fading to nothing in a Demon's cell what he had chased after when coming to this city? Well, he would have to wake up first, if he was even going to think of escaping his unpredictable situation...
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:58 pm
Saiga Giriko, And Jo(shu) Michieru, students of 3-3
Annnnnd, naptime. He'd been unceremoniously knocked out, and by the time he came to, Saiga was practically pinned over him.
"Wake up you Drowsy idiot! We got kidnapped by these...things!" Saiga called, scowling. She hadn't had time to reach for her phone to defend herself, and they'd been thrown in...Some kind of prison. Ugh, Why did she agree to come along with (shu) again? His bad luck was contagious...
Ugh...my head. he thought, before looking around the cage. Well, they were definitely trapped... By the feel of the air around them, they were still in the dark realm, though beyond anywhere he'd pictured.
"Jail huh? Guess that's what I get for Dating a minor." he Jested, getting a punch to the shoulder for his trouble. "Ow. I was kidding Saiga... Jeez..."
He checked his pockets, Ensuring his things were still there. Tubes, Crystal, various other items...Yeah, everything was still there. Which brought the question...
"Why did they toss us in here?" he called, quietly. "I just came cause the phone told me...Is this part of the trial, or something?"
He cringed a bit as he moved to the front of the cell, looking for a clue or something. Perhaps a means of escape?
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 9:23 am
Saiga Giriko, And Jo(shu) Michieru
"Summoner boy, Up an' At'em!" a voice called, the door on the cell being thrown open, and a figure stepping inside. "You can have fun with your little girlfriend after He decides what to do with you.."
Jo(shu) blinked at this, about to snap back before realizing the source of the voice.
"He's not my.."
"Eria?" Jo(shu) called out, rubbing his eyes a bit, and pulling out his phone. "Hey, I'm the one that won your Auction. Why didn't you just emerge in my phone like the.."
Saiga paused at this. (Shu)...had the App too? On top of that, he didn't seem that bothered about the rather grim scenario they were in. Was he hiding something like she was...?
Eria gave a dark smirk at this, before grabbing Shu by the collar, and dragging him out of the cell. She then slammed it shut, before starting forward, obviously leading (shu) somewhere..
"Might want to say your farewells to one another now.." she suggested quietly as she walked. "Who knows if you'll see one another again..."
"Michieru, if we get out of this.."
"I know...I know..I'll pay you ba-"
"I'm going to kill you.'
".....Lates." Jo(shu) called, quickly darting ahead after Eria. s**t....why is my luck always so rotten?
Saiga let out a loud sigh as this, moving to the back of the cell, and flicking open her phone. She'd rather not try to use Cyber dragon to get out of there, but if there wasn't another way...
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 9:43 am
 Eria the Water Charmer, And Jo(shu) Michieru
"So why didn't you..."
"'Cause."
"...Because why?"
"Because, secrets." the girl called, as they made their way down the halls, several assorted Mantra Demons Giving Jo(shu) the Evil Eye. A couple of big Oni-demons glaring as the two walked past.
Great... Jo(shu) thought, watching the wandering eyes of the Oni. The majority of them seemed to be glaring daggers into him, but a few of them seemed to have much softer looks at the Blue haired girl leading him. Jo(shu) could only shudder at the thoughts of them, before resuming his train of thought on the girl in front of him,
"Secrets?" Jo(shu) quipped lightly, as he raised a hand. "Well, I'm an open book. Just ask me what.."
"Are you strong?" the girl snapped back, cutting him off.
"W..well, yeah, I guess I'm a little.."
Jo(shu)'s train of thought was suddenly interrupted as the demon-girl snapped around in an instant, a hand moving to strike at his face. Without the loud screaming cue from Jo(shu)'s music player, causing him to fall back and onto his bottom to avoid the blow, he might have lost his head. However, despite the timely dodging, his landing prompted a bunch of sneers and chuckles from the surrounding demons.
"W..what was that about?!" Jo(shu) snapped with a bit of a scowl, watching as the blue haired girl chuckled, and lead him on.
"Testing your reflexes." she called, starting to sway her hips as she walked. "If nothing else, you can react fast enough. Good thing too, 'cuz I didn't want to have to clean up another mess today."
Jo(shu) scowled at this, getting back on his feet and glaring a bit at the Surrounding Demons. Quickening his pace to catch up with the demon, she suddenly turned around once more. Jo(shu) braced his arms this time, but it seemed she had no intention of striking. Rather...
"We're here, summoner Boy." she called, gesturing at the door with a dark smile. "Just step on in, and He will deliver judgement on you."
Jo(shu) hesitated a bit at this, wondering what was beyond the door. He doubted it was anything of the ordinary, if so many demons were answering to it. However, before he could ponder the situation longer, Eria grabbed his hand and drug him inside the door, obviously not waiting for his doubts to subside.
"I brought the Male Prisoner!" she called into the room with a smirk, watching Jo(shu)'s reaction. Oh, if only these things could happen more often.. Quote: Eria has Brought Jo(shu) to Thor's Office.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 8:09 pm
 Thor, Master of The Coliseum"Oh? You've done well this time." As the door opened, they entered a large chamber, filled with a jovial air as demons seemed to stand to any side, with even a few foul hearted humans mingling in with them. For now it seemed, Thor's legion were content to let those with 'power' assume rank, though when they began their great purification even these weasels would find that nothing short of true strength would protect them. For the time being however, their support allowed the demons' grip on Japan to tighten without hindrance, and for that they were tolerated, and these lavish accommodations were made. The one standing at the far end of the room however, along the red carpet rolled down the center, atop a few steps sitting on a throne fit for a ruler, was the one who had masterminded this rise in Demonic presence...Thor. "What does a human with neither my blessing nor that of my followers have here? Or are you some assassin sent to eliminate me with whatever trickle of power you hold?" A few chuckles from the peanut gallery. However there was no amusement in Thor's tone of voice, for he was a pillar of strength; wroth and vengeance were his best traits, and the most Jo(shu) could hope for was to dangle before him as a puppet for amusement, if he thought bringing a smile to the Demon's face was going to change anything.
"If you wish to raise your voice in defiance, then do so by proving your own strength." The doors behind Jo(shu) opened as the pair of gargoyles that had ambushed him earlier drug forth another person, this demon kicking and squirming as it was thrown down on the carpet before Jo(shu). Clearly it was a creature that had seen better days, lean and glancing back and forth either way with hungry eyes. Even for a human like Jo(shu), who might have no power at all, it was clearly weak enough to put up only a meager challenge at best. "If you cannot defeat what stands in your way, then you will not even receive my audience again. You and the girl you came here with will die, cast aside so that we may grow stronger from your spilt blood. So...what is your decision?" Thor challenged once again, raising his head and looking down upon the human with narrowed eyes, refusing any voiced answer. Instead, only action would reach him, as it was with all who lived by Thor's Creed...and as the creature turned, gripping a spear it was thrown weakly and glaring at Jo(shu) with desperate eyes, it was clear that it did not share whatever sympathy he might have held, when freedom lay within it's grasp. Striking it down, however, would be but the acceptance of Thor's offer...and the beginning of his trial, in this deadly coliseum.Quote: Will Jo(shu) face the Demon's Challenge, and fight his way towards freedom? > Kill the Demon > Refuse
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 8:28 pm
Eria the Water Charmer, And Jo(shu) Michieru
Jo(shu) blinked as the room was revealed to him, much much larger than he had anticipated, and with far more..beings in it.
As the figure at the end of the Hall called, Jo(shu) could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Clearly, the big guy was in charge around here, and as he asked what he had come here for, Jo(shu) found himself pausing, and wondering the thing himself.
Ah yes, the Au- he thought, before hearing the doors opening, and a demon being flung at his feet. Hearing the boss-Demon tell him what he had to do, and laying out flat for him what it meant to stand in the area he was in. Fighting for his life, proving his strength...or him and Saiga would be goners...
Before the demon could get any funny ideas, Jo(shu)'s hand slid out towards it, a Loud Gunshot being heard coming from the gun he'd been gifted long ago by the Yatagarasu, while his other hand flicked a small tube. If the Demon had dodged the bullet, or even if he hadn't, a dark shadow could be seen below it, as Tarrasque fell from above, Crushing any remnants of the demon he hadn't finished off.
"I came here to enlist the services.." Jo(shu) called out, raising his other hand to point at Eria. "Of this Particular Demon. I have no interest in taking your life, but if I have to prove my strength to guarantee Saiga and I Escape, then so Be it!"
Jo(shu)'s face shifted to a determined scowl, more than anything willing to do whatever it took to free him and Saiga. If he could get Eria to come along with him too, that would be fine, but..
Eria raised an eyebrow as the Summoner made a show of killing the demon, licking her lips hungrily as she watched.
This one shows promise.. she thought to herself, merely smirking darkly as the boy stated his purpose. Oh, the things they could do.. Quote: Jo(shu) has Accepted the Demon's challenge, killing the Demon.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 9:20 pm
Thor, Master of The ColiseumHidden beneath the mask, two eyes narrowed in a confident sneer. 'So he was a Summoner? Then he might provide real entertainment. Good...' Be they enemy or friend, none got far without strength in the Coliseum. Still, now Thor understood just how he had entered this pocket of the Dark Realm, but if his coming portended to a challenge by the Yatagarasu, then there was much more to think on. Well, if he did not escape alive, then that would be a sufficient message to the country's Summoners, however. "Very well then." The room fell silent as Thor stood from his throne, hammer in hand, his full stature revealed as he towered much taller than any human man. For a second the air became tense, as all around seemed to know Jo(shu)'s true nature now, and all considered the need to eliminate him...but only Thor's expression did not change. "...to the Arena!" The Demon raised his hand, and signaled for them to take him away, a roar of cheers bursting out amidst the gleeful participants. Though he survived Thor's judgment, Jo(shu) would not partake in their games, and all reveled in the sports of blood. As such...they would partake in wine and revelry, and await his final damnation at the hands of one of today's contenders.
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"Kekekekeke...yer' can hear them already, can't ya? Outside, there're a thousand demons waiting for yer' blood to soak the sand. Good luck kid...kekekekeke." The Gargoyle had a smug grin on it's face, waiting for the signal to raise the gate as Jo(shu) stood in the shadowed entrance to the field turned dusty arena. All around them the stomping, cheering, guttural yells of those awaiting their entertainment echoed off of hard walls and battered into Shu's soul from all sides. It was the sound of a crowd waiting to see him die, or rise to glory, and nothing but the most ecstatic of feelings and the must smothering of fears could stay in a body waylayed by such pomp...which would overcome Shu however, or whether he would clear his mind entirely, was up to the apprentice summoner himself."Welcome, Demons! Today we bring to you another day of blood letting! Skin shall be shred, bowels shall be gouged out, and the strong will stand in glorious victory over the weak!" Thor's voice was faint from their position in the tunnel, but the roar of the crowd growing at his appearance was unmistakable. His voice echoed across the arena, had a power in it that seemed like no one could fail to hear his every word if he wanted, and the electricity only continued to build. "Ours is a world of true justice, where only the strong survive! But out there, beyond our honor-guarded borders, are insects that continue to crawl along this earth, seeking salvation...today, one of those whom we deem maggots, has found his way into our grandiose kingdom of strength! A Summoner, bent on proving his strength by dashing his opponents against the rocks, and reaping their blood for his amusement!" A round of boos, mixed with the cheers of those interested in this underdog. Though he was in opposition to their utopia, still he had sought to fight, and so there were those who wished to see him rise. Not because they believed in underdogs, not because they cheered for the weak, which abused their strength to survive, as the Mantra believed...but because he might rise in power, rise like a phoenix from the ashes, and take all into his wings as he burned their pathetic foresight to cinders. Would Jo(shu) live up to these expectations? Was he a Demon, cursed to walk in human skin? "Will this criminal go uncharged? Will he stand atop the capstone of our beloved Arena? Now, raise the gates for the Summoner who has forsaken the weak, the human who seeks to usurp Gods...an invader, who seeks to be born anew as one of our own, draped in the skins of the fallen and known as a lord of the battlefield. Reveal...the...chaaaalleenggeerrr!" The voices rose in chorus once again as the gate slowly rose, and the sun slipped in through the growing cracks, blinding Jo(shu) for a second before his eyes began to adjust. And what he saw before him, might have seemed grander than he could imagine...
The ground beneath him had been covered in a thin layer of grains before, hard to see in the darkness, but now Jo(shu) could see that the pavement was giving way to an enormous bed of sand, from wall to wall lifeless and flat, prepared to drink of the blood that demons spilled upon it. No grass, or maintenance, like a human arena...but high walls all around standing imposing to block any chance of climbing away. And fitted atop those walls, were stands that seemed filled to capacity, demons shoulder to shoulder jeering at him now, food, or what demons considered food, flying here and there as some exchanged fierce blows of their own in anticipation of the coming event, and others snickered now as they saw the frail form of man standing in a ring where creatures once hailed as Gods had died. And there above the far side, standing over the opposite entrance, was a great booth in which many demons who's power Jo(shu) could feel from where he stood resided, no walls to bar their view, and a magnificent seat for the one who held the games to truly analyze the power of those who came to serve under his hand...
"Get in there." The Gargoyle jested, not so kindly shoving Jo(shu) forward as the gate slowly rolled downwards to close, sealing him in until one or another lives had ended. Atop the grand battlegrounds the ruler raised his hand again, and as the golden brass rose in the sunlight all voices lowered again, as Thor's voice overcame them all once again. "And now, raise your voices for our first champion chosen to participate in this Baptism of Might. Boasting twelve straight kills, two decapitations, and three mutilations...the skeletal soldier of Yomi, who pursues even Gods who wander too close to Hell...Ikuuusaa!" The crowd lit up in an instant, the sounds nearly deafening as the voices seemed to crone for Jo(shu)'s death, and the gate on the far side raised as the creature marched out of the gates to the great fanfare, raising a hand to return the crowd's affection for his ruthlessness. As the gates lowered once again, and the crowd's anticipation rose to it's peak, even as their voices lowered once again, the sense of bloodlust and dread in the air reached an all time high. There, above it all was Thor, who sat down once again as he awaited the final moment when each seemed ready for what was to come...and with a wave of his hand, the match had begun. Quote: -Jo(shu) has been stripped of his summoning tubes! Let the match begin!
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 9:51 pm
And Jo(shu) Michieru
Jo(shu) couldn't help but feel nervous at the crowd, hearing many loud Boos and jeers.
"Feels just like home." he snarked, hands moving to his side as he stepped out, the light having blinded him momentarily. It was....an Arena. Though, unlike the usual arenas of Day-to-Day life, reminding him of the kind you saw in Roman times. Or, whatever group he'd seen in history class. Looking up at the crowd of demons, he felt a shove pushing him into the area, and heard the leader of the group, Thor, Christening off the competition.
"So, Pyramid-head Lite huh?" he called, before swinging his dagger out, and getting into a stance. "Sorry, but you're kind of in my way, demon."
His mind moved to the items he had, his other hand palming the pistol he'd gotten from the Yatagarasu many a month ago. If he remembered correctly, it would prove invaluable for this kind of scenario, though...
You're gonna need all the help you can get, Summoner Boy A voice rang out in his hand, his phone having been slipped inside his Cape-pocket by a certain invasive blue haired demon before the match. If he had to resort to it, he would, but for now.. Quote: Equip: Weapon:Rain Dance/Summoner Pistol Armor: Kurogane Cape Accessory: Charmer Tin
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Great Ryoman! rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 10:15 pm
Thor, Master of The Coliseum"...hm..." While others jeered at the start of the match, Thor's eyes watched Jo(shu) keenly, seeing where others had already moved on. Something, however, seemed to have caught his attention...or at least would, soon enough...
"Oooh~? You look like you've got a lot of blood in you. I bet if I keep you alive long enough, I can squeeze a whoooole lot of pain out of you. Eheehee." The creature gripped the spear in it's hand, lifting the head out of the sand as it flipped it around, and tossed the weapon at Jo(shu)...with surprising speed and accuracy, no doubt made so by it's demon strength. The peanut gallery was silent for a split second as the weapon flew threw the air, the great silence before the plunge...but as the spear struck on the far side, whether Jo(shu) or dirty, the stadium rose again as the battle came underway, Ikusa marching forward with a determination in it's actions even as it's upper body swayed back and forth bit by bit due to it's own nature. As it neared the creature pulled a spear from behind it's back (wut?), and it's right arm shot forward in a quick thrust, stabbing at Jo(shu) with a blade that seemed cursed in some manner, threatening the Summoner if he let his guard down. Quote: Winged Spear: Throws the spear for medium damage. If struck, it knocks the person flat on their back (even blocking, and yes, it is a Damn Bats move). Arid Needle: Light Damage, chance of stone.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 10:25 pm
And Jo(shu) Michieru
Jo(shu) seemed to watch as the demon struck at him with the spear. Well, it tried to at first, at least. He moved to the side to dodge the Spear, watching as the demon Moved closer, stabbing at him with it's spear. Despite his flashy evasion from the first one, the second strike seemed to find it's mark in turn, if only for a grazing blow. Jo(shu) raised his pistol at this, grinning lightly as he pulled the trigger.
"Never was that good at this stuff.." he muttered, Firing off several rounds to try to hit the demon. However, he wasn't referring to his marksmanship. Instead, energy seemed to pool into the small little Bone-Dagger of his, focusing itself, and pooling around the tip. Jo(shu) moved to close the distance between him and the demon, before swinging down his Now Axe-Like Blade at the demon. He was never the type for quick moves, instead preferring to do a lot of damage, all at once, rather than death of a thousand cuts. And if he managed to hit this enemy.... Quote: Action: Shoot Bullets/Magnetite Axe (Ikusa) Weapon:Rain Dance/Summoner Pistol Armor: Kurogane Cape Accessory: Charmer Tin
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Great Ryoman! rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 9:16 am
Ikusa, The Militant Undead
"O-oh...ooohhh~" The Ikusa was definitely not a demon with especially fast reflexes, but even for those dodging a bullet came as quite a challenge; and as the shots tagged it one after another, it's body jerked back a few times in recoil, keeping it from moving just long enough for Jo(shu) to get in close; the precise purpose for the weapon, of course. As the Ikusa started to recover a heavy axe smashed down into the Ikusa, flattening the demon under the magnetite weapon's pressure, and no doubt overhauling the creature like there was no tomorrow. "Maybe there's...more to you...than I thought..." The Ikusa said hazily, barely managing to stand up as it leaned back and forth, clearly as loopy as...well, someone who had just taken a large, heavy blunt object to the head. "T-there's a whole lot of you...so I'll just have to strike...at you all...ugh." The Ikusa hopped backwards to put some distance between them, gripping at it's head. The Ikusa then drew it's arm back, letting fly with a spear...and another...throwing wildly in every direction as it simply tried to buy time for itself, or tried to kill the sand, or whatever it was doing. With the unintelligent types, you could never quite tell. Quote: Rampage: 1-3 hits of small damage on all enemies. (2 hits) +Stone: Chance of stone. (No stone. v.v b)
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Necromonium generated a random number between
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 10:15 am
 Jo(shu) Michieru
"A whole lot of me?" Jo(shu) called with a grin, his plan coming together like a charm. The two hits of the Rampage hurt, and would most certainly leave a few bruises and such, but were far from fatal. Guess those lessons really paid off. He didn't feel confident in his abilities with Magnetite just yet, but one thing was for sure..
"I'll show you what 'A Whole lot' is." he called, sliding the dagger back and palming his phone. Pressing the buttons he'd practiced time and time again, he raised his hand towards the demon, another (horned) figure emerging a bit in front of him.
"I was wondering when you'd call on me again." Talisa called, looking at the demon in front of her. "Is this a fight?"
"With you around?" Jo(shu) called, aiming at the demon a with a few more bullets, and swinging his dagger down in another slashing motion. "I'd say it's more like a slaughter.
Talisa made a slight 'tch'-ing sound, but grinned at this. Well, someone seemed to have grown a spine while she was away. She didn't know the reason, but one thing was for sure...
She liked it when he was like this. And as he lunged forward with a strike, She darted forward as well, her hands glowing with Almighty Energy as she swung forward, and let loose the attack in the Ikusa's body, aiming to hit it just after Jo(shu)'s inevitable pull-back. She wanted to make a good impression if they were in an Arena, after all. Quote: Action: Discreetly summon Talisa, the False Charmer, Bullets/Physical Attack with Rain Dance. Weapon:Rain Dance/Summoner Pistol (Rain dance strikes for Phys/Water damage, and may Break Elec or Wind Resistances) Armor: Kurogane Cape Accessory: Charmer Tin Talisa The False Charmer: Holy Strike (Ikusa) Phys Amp Dodge Life Stream Good luck charmer Roll. (if 7, New high level Skill for Talisa)
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Great Ryoman! rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 9:13 pm
Thor, Master of The ColiseumIkusa, The Militant Undead
"Ooooohh~...this pain...it feels soo-oh-ohhhh~" This time Jo(shu) was far too slow if he thought the same tactics would work, the demon sliding underneath the shots and to the side. As he unleashed another wave with his dagger the demon thrust it's spear forward, straight into the tight grip on the weapon to stilt it's movements; and as blood splashed on the sand the crowd let out a roar, only to be silenced as a sword pierced the creature's chest, just to the side of it's heart, Jo(shu)'s new companion unleashing it's own fervent and unexpected strike. In an instant a chorus of boos and shouts went up, much louder than anything Jo(shu) had heard before. 'Cheater!', 'Kill him!', and a plethora of shouts from those who thought the unexpected appearance of a demon (for Jo(shu) hid his summoning, why would they think it was his ability?) called loudly for his demise and hoped for their champion to recover. To this overwhelming crowd, there was no choice but for Thor to rise, and as he did so their voices did not loose their bitter resentment, hoping for his judgment to come swift and deadly.
Once more meanwhile, the great Norse God raised his hand, calling for silence even though he would receive none. Eyes narrowed in on Jo(shu), and it was hard to tell what his decision might be, or if there was more to the train of thought of one who was quite experienced in the art of battle. 'I see...' Then a hand rose, and the crowd changed from a distinct ten to a noticeable nine in level as they 'quieted' for the judgment...but as he closed his fist and flicked his hand forward, showing for them to continue battle, the uproar started again as Jo(shu) escaped excess judgement...at least, if he was going to survive this fight. Quote: Arid Needle: Low damage, chance of stone. *stabbitied Jo(shu)'s hand*
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