The character I'd be using is Xavier

The setting is for the challenger to decide.

The rules are Modified T1, because they're my favorite. The 'modified' portion is essentially the hit/defense system. A hit is not always going to land, for a hit not to land you should supply good enough reason for it to have missed. If there is a conflict of interests in whether or not a miss was possible, than I would prefer a PM Debate to settle it, or a judge.

Kinda picking at your profile here but:

Can move instantaneously

Almost nobody likes this, especially if it doesn't have limitations on when, how, and how often it can be used.

No vital organs

So we basically have to obliterate your character DBZ style to kill it? I know killing isn't the name of the game, but not fighting to kill means you aren't fighting at your full potential. Are there any ways we can incapacitate or otherwise immobilize your character in the means of a KO that you haven't told us about?

Depending on your answer I may or may not fight, but answering also allows other people to understand what you're asking for better.

Edit: Your Mid level version of Xavier sounds like a much more enjoyable fight. I would fight him as Magnus Krome.

That's why I created the full powered version. he is supposed to be an unstoppable force that tests peoples characters to the extreme. And no, I forgot to put in there that if you can hit precise enough with a strong enough hit, then you can destroy the Energy Orb Life Support System that is beneath the Solar Plexus. And enough physical damage can tire him out just like anyone else.

E: If you want to fight the mid level I'm fine with that.

Yes, mid level would be fine. Make the first post here or in a new thread. 4 day response limit?

4 Days seems good, I'll get on thatp ost soon.

Some, if not all people, would find it hard to sleep in the positions as well as the places in which Xavier could find the time to catch a few minutes of sleep, and this moment was a perfect example of this. Resting upon the branch of a tall and thick oak tree, a rough estimate of 50 feet above the ground, lay Xavier, his head resting back against the tree and his right leg and left arm hanging loosely over the edge of the branch. He had been up here for almost 2 days now, minding his own business and simply catching up on the sleep and dreams that he had been missing out on. Today though was of the oddest time one could find the patience to sleep high within the branch of this tree, for a small rain storm was hanging ominessly overhead, pelting those beneath with blanket after blanket of cold rain. Through this rain he slumbered on, amidst of his own thoughts and dreams, waiting for the first person who would wake him from this slumber, for most often this was a person who would be a target for his attacks, as he hated being woken up.
(It's not exactly up to par of my normal work, but my first posts hardly ever are)

"Why do I always fight in the rain?"

The sky's droning liquid assault failed to impact the Basalt Ignian's armor, instead being completely vaporized in mid-air. Ripples in the atmosphere surrounded the man, accompanied by a soft red bodily glow. Both hinted at his elevated body temperature, currently approximately 450 degrees Celsius. A trail of black circles told the tales of his movement; with each step, the water on the grass disappeared, and the vegetation smoldered, giving off a brief wisp of smoke. The elements could not touch this man, for he would not let them.

"Is it the struggle against myself? Or the will to overcome my enemies?"

Magnus Krome mused intensely as he approached the opponent's desired battle locale. A rare spell of emotion was upon him, causing slight strife within. While glancing around the area for his challenger, he also searched within. He felt... solitude. Regret. The desire to atone. Such feelings were familiar and unchanging, as was his insatiable appetite for battle. Placing his hand on a tree (scorching the bark on contact), he called out his adversary-to-be's name. The feeling of the ground beneath him soothed his anxieties somewhat; the well trusted, familiar things one cared for always did.

"The sorrow of my brethren departed?"

Taking a moment to sense the soil's composition, the Ignian's facial expression shifted towards gloom before returning to his signature focus. There was a battle at hand, and a warrior does not lose themselves in petty emotion, especially not during conflict. The time for reflection was not now, but later. Hardening his mentality, Magnus awaited a response from his previous shout out, prepared for an ambush.

The once peaceful serenity that was granted in a dream land was quickly interrupted and disturbed as the familiar sound of Xaviers name being shouted out echoed through his mind. The trip back from the dream land was sudden as his eyes opened quickly, his attention dropping down to the ground beneath him to see who it was that had called him, a small glare on his face. With a small roll to the side he began to fall through the air, twisting and turning his body in the air to dodge the branches coming up at him, the space between his fingers accompanied now by thin jolts of electricity. Before landing on the ground his hand stretched out in front of him, catching hold of a branch in front of him that caused a slingshot that brought him arcing through the air over his soon to be opponent. The chance presented to him would be to good to pass up for most other fighters, but there was no reason to immediately start a confrontation, not without seeing exactly who it was he was too go against.

The landing was smooth and silent, his body dropping a little low to the ground so as to dampen the sound of his landing, making it virtually silent to most listening ears. The first sound that he would make was that of his voice, calling out to the man who had requested him. "Who are you? Why is it that you have found it necessary to come here and interrupt my sleeping." His words were laced with a heavy dose of venom and anger, showing his obvious displeasure towards this man. Unlike most people, Xavier had never experienced the fear of a battle to come, the fear that he could possibly die when the dust had settled, he cared only for the the current goings on, the thoughts of death would enter his mind only before he died.

Sorry to be that guy, but I pretty much have to drop this fight. Heaven or Hell has started, and I need to post at least once per day. On top of classes, that's pretty much a full time commitment. I'll probably only be in the fight for a week, but if I make it to subsequent rounds, then I'll need more open time.