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Sinister |
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Nogetsu Takimara |
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Total Votes : 6 |
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 4:33 pm
Sinister vs. Nogetsu Takimara
FIGHT! Osimba May a please ask to have no time restraints on my match against Nogestu? Things are slowly starting to get busier by me. sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 7:53 pm
Opening his mouth wide he bellows out a mighty yawn as he scratches his young beard... "Finally, I was starting to Hibernate..." he mutters as his jaw rests back into shape... looking around the arena he chuckles slightly, "Meh, I might even have time to shave before anyone even arrives...
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 8:17 pm
Sinister would enter the arena, not long after his opponent did. It would seem that the second round of the O/M part of the tournament has finally started. The young adult would grin a small grin as he stared at his opponent. The very eyes of Sinister, which was most likely to catch the most attention, seemed to emit a light mist out to the sides of his eyes. It was nothing really, just something that always came into effect to hide his eyes, although everything was visible from his end. From his very pocket he had been pulling out a mask, it would be black with white wholes of which he would be able to see out from, but not his opponent.
The very attire of which the young adult wore would be casual clothing. Black sweatpants and what seemed to be a white vest. He had on his black and white fingerless gloves that he always wore. His white tabi boots made virtually no sound was he walked towards his opponent. His black dread locks being lightly swayed backwards as the air particles pushed it back as he walked. Sinister would seem to be of the African American race. His frame would slightly be muscular and he seemed a bit taller than he was before. He had came at a sudden stop, almost exactly 15 feet away from his opponent.
With almost a slightly deep voice, Sinister had begun speaking, "Now..., lets get this thing started." The being would say in a bit of a low tone, not necessary for his opponent to hear.
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 9:16 pm
"Well now thats natural..." he chuckles to himself... "I'm always keep putting off my shaves, gets annoying every year..." Streching his arms over his head he cracks the knuckles, "Shall we start???" he asks his opponent with a smile, "Youth first..." Rolling his elbow he brings his hands down in a fighting stance his fingers spread wide and shaped into a claw, Tilting his head he cracks it too before giving a bit of a nod as if saying that his opponent attacks first...
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 12:31 am
The two would be 15 feet away, the boy had been taking a few steps back. At the same time the air that was infront of his opponent would seem to errupt as they would try and blow him back. This was to further increase the distance of the two. This was all Sinister would do for now, he would await his enemies response.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:47 pm
The wind slams hard against his body as he pulls is arms close together, being slightly lifted off the ground left him surprised at his opponents abilities... Dust bellows out from under his feet before sweeping up and then blasted into his face as he is pushed back, his feet now scraping the ground. Sliding backwards he shakes his head, shaking the dust away... "Well now that was different, Never thought I would meet a Windmaster or such here at the Tournament..." giving off a slight chuckle he once again stretches his arms apart, his hand giving the shape of claws once again... His feet shift forcing more dust to burst away from his feet, the sudden movement sending him forward at a speed that seemed to remove his image from view, before appearing closer and at a different angle to what he was before, then disappearing again in movement... Above the his opponent he drawing down as he reappears, his hands stretched out before him like an eagle in strike...
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 9:46 pm
Sinister was a good 60 or so feet away from the enemy as the light hurricane around his opponent subsided. The young entity had been stationed in a calm position as his eyes seemed to be closed. The sight of his aura became more clear, as the boy's will power was brought up. Sinister seemed to be 'powering up' for something. His opponent came rushing towards him at speeds quite invigorating. One could guess that his opponent was going to strike by the positioning of his hand. Sinister was powering up a 'defense' for his opponents attack. The boy probably wouldn't return on the offensive until he sees what will happen.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 11:19 pm
His drop angle was not to contact but to land an arms stretch from his opponent, the ground bellowed with dust high into the air as the pressure of the wind hit the ground shortly before he did... His clawed right fist swept through from the crouched position that he had landed, leaving tracks of open air in the dust surroundings that at the speed it was travelling it left streaks resembling that of nails through sand... A smile travelled across his face as he twisted his left hand to an upper position and pushed it forward in a clawed jab it to leaving a trail of open air...
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 7:27 pm
EDIT: Sinister was very calm and had thought of another way of countering his opponent. Thanks to his opponent being in the air, Sinister had a plethora of options at hand which would have his enemy fall to him. The young entity, with his very will power, he started to turn the positive energy around the two and convert them into fuel for negative energy. A group of negative energy can be described as a 'void'. By entering the very void in which Sinister generated, Sinister's enemy would sieze to exist. This would cause Sinister an automatic win due to death. The reason of this would simply be because negative energy ate positive energy and since all matter was positive energy the man would be killed.
The void started between the two entities and started to grow towards his opponent with the gathering of negative energy. This happened reletively quick, it would be amazing how fast the void was growing in that direction. For Sinister's opponent, there was a great chance for this counter being impossible for him to dodge or stop in anyway. This was due to the rate of his opponent's fall, and how Sinister had the element of surprise at hand. By the time his opponent had touched the ground, one can be sure that he would be engulfed by the void, the man's attack would not be able to hit Sinister, unless he stopped the void. The moment that Sinister's opponent entered the void, the match was over.
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 10:11 pm
Edit The hairs along his back stood high as he blinked over again, his movements seemed slow to him or was it his imagination. Blinking again as wisp of wind burst forward, not hard enough to push, but enough to notice the change of direction. His feet shift and change mid movement as he pushes against the ground and away from his opponent, his speed making him disappears once again. Shifting back into view a good distance back still in an attack crouch, he felt the hairs rise again...
"Can't be, not many can create voids...' he muttered to himself before pushing against the ground once again shifting his position as the wind pulled him forward. All of this had happened in a couple of seconds, his movement and comment leaving him stunned...
As he appears he grabs the collar of his jacket pulling it down while with a quick jerk breaks the chain holding a pendent to his body, the purple pendent began to rise as if pulled from above by an invisible puppet master... "So be it," he muttered, shifting his stance once again as he rises staring straight at his opponent... "A void in space can only be justified by an energy of time, as says physics and life, So Time shall become life..."
His hand slowly released the chain as the pendent was pulled away from him, its shape began to wobble a few meters before him, as it moved forward its crystal body shattered and disappeared but inside was a supposed liquid, and as if the arena was a bathtub it flowed and swirled being sucked forward to where he had landed draining into nothing and filling life with time...
A bright blinding light stretched out from this spot, ignoring the lust of the void, filling the arena. Its energy forming from the added time, caused by the release of the pendants power. As it faded the grounds shifted and sparked before returning to that of which existed before. Time to fill the space of nothing as such as the beginning to everything...
Throwing back his head he started to laugh, "This is insane, To think that someone with that much power can be so young, never in all my life have I seen it, and A Soul-Less live long enough..." dropping to a chuckle, he smiled, "I was going to use that later but not in the second bout, you are interesting I give you that, Maybe we will talk later... Oh and please don't do that again I will only admit defeat though that of battle not that of magic or such as a void, show me something better and entertaining... Heh..."((PS: Soul-less: A being who has lost their souls to that of a Magical creature (Demon) or of scientific ways, with no soul they cease to age) OOC Due to poor Internet access (Ten minutes between loads)...))
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 11:45 pm
Sinister noticed that his opponent had jumped back. There was no real need to try and fill the very void in which Sinister had created. Just to keep the void in existence required concentration. Sinister would cancel his own void. There for his opponent would not need to try and stop it. Sinister stood and listened to the man's words, or it would seem like. His mind was elsewhere at the moment, his mind simply scanning ways to attack his opponent. The boy then started at a light sprint towards his enemy, he wasn't going too fast of too slow, a bit faster than a jog. The entity's right hand held out infront of him, hand open and palm out. One can guess that he was aiming right for the man's neck. The very aura would still be wrapped around that of the boy's frame. It's color seemed to have changed and became more of a some what redish orange color. The speed of his run lightly increasing with each passing second. If the man did not move he would find Sinister's palm slam into his neck.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 6:42 pm
"Thats more like it," he muttered to himself as he shifted his feet to a crouch, his eyes moving with opponent momentum, with his left foot slid back behind him and his right in a crouch he slowly his arm moved away from his body, once again taking up the clawed shape... His opponent's speed left him with little time to think as he rolled his wrist till it was face up. Now rolling his body he shifted it up under his opponents arm, the right hard rising up to parry the attack while his left sweept under both in a chop at the midsection... His front foot twisted between his opponents as his pace left him close...
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 11:40 pm
(...?))
Sinister was in fact moving a little faster than a jog and his speed lightly increased. He was not bolting towards his opponent so that his opponent would not have time to counter. Due to the fact that Sinister was not moving too fast he could counter the counter that was sent his way. It would not me too difficult due to the fact that he was sort of jogging meaning his feet was lightly rising from the ground. Thanks to this Sinister could easier react in the given situation.
The boy easily seeing the motion of his opponent's right hand, he already knew what his opponent was going to do with the given hand. It was obvious that he was going to use it to avert Sinister's extended right arm from its intended target. This was a typical counter, and was actually a smart thing to do so that one did not have to take on damage, but it was nothing new to Sinister. The boy quickly sent his left hand out towards the man's right forearm in an attempt to grab it. Considering the fact that his opponent thought Sinister was moving very fast and the fact that it was a counter, the enemy was most likely attempting to quickly execute his counter to insure success. This should leave his opponent unable to pull his right hand back fast enough to stop the boy's grapple.
With every counter there was usually a follow up strike, or a throw. In this case it was a strike due to his opponent swinging his left hand towards what seemed like Sinister's mid section. Almost right after Sinister's left hand lashed out towards the opponent's right hand, Sinister extended right arm had been swiftly making its way towards his opponent's left forearm, attempting to grab it. If these to grabs were successful the following would happen. As the enemy slid his right foot towards Sinister feet, the boy would most likely be finished with his grappling attempts. The young entity would then hop a bit towards his opponent, hopefully halting what ever mischief that his opponent planned to do with that foot of his. The boy's right knee extended out towards his opponent's face in an attempt to send it slamming into his nose. The force from the attack would most likely send his opponent's head snapping backwards and maybe even crush his nose. As this happened the boy would attempt to ‘yank’ his opponent towards him.
Whether or not his opponent knew, Sinister had activated his aura’s affect during the beginning of his counter. The aura had turned read due to being imbued by Sinister’s fire elemental energy. The aura caused anything within’ 2 feet of it to ignite, as it causes the air particles around it to vibrate at great speeds. This caused the area around Sinister to become as hot as an exploding star. It was almost like diving into the sun; anyone in the given radius would incinerate, and become dust in less than a second. Now since the boy’s enemy was within the given radius it was most likely that he was dead. How was Sinister unaffected by this detrimental attack? It was simply because of the boy’s aura which did not allow heat to enter or exit. The boy was safe.
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 7:45 pm
A Grapple from a Grapple, not once he had asumed that his opponent was moving fast, but his reaction acted at once... Feeling the air around him vibrate himself he shifted his arms rocking the grapple into a bind, his right arm wound around his opponents arm in counteration to the grab, while the left hand did also, arms now locked together he rocked his body backwards as his opponent's knee rose his opponent's shin slid along his chest as he pulled against his arms, his foot rose up along his opponents thighs just as the air exploded... His face burned, his arms and legs, even his body, but as skin was lost more returned, as his regeneration started... Being Soul-Less told of how his body now existed only at the second and countinued to return to its original self, ever time he regerated with his skin to be pealed away, (Also Ausming that his clothes were resistant as well for being naked is not fun)... A smile spread over the peeling lips continually regenerating to perfect health before peeling over again, the air rippled with energy as the combatants grappled...
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 7:59 pm
The enemy's regeneration process was so fast that the being could porobably survive on the sun? Anyone else would go 'poof' the moment they were in the radius due to how hot it was. There skin would not be the only thing that would combust, their whole body would, completely incinerating the man. Was his 'insides' fire/heat resist? The increase of temperature was constant attacking every part of his body including the parts that was unpeeled and not revived yet, how long could the enemy last?
Sinister's knee flew over the man's head as he did a bit of a back bend. Once Sinister's shin was in process of passing the man's chest, the boy sent his foot straight for the man's chest, the boy would attempt to slam his Tabi boot's into the man's chest. The force from this would most likely cause the man's rib cage to cave in as the bone punctured his heart and lungs.
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