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Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Alucroas on Mon May 28, 2007 10:57 pm

This is a challenge to anyone who wants to come in and have a good old fight or whatever the fuck you want to call it.

Style: Fantasy
Weapons: Whatever the fuck you want, dumbass. It's fantasy.
Setting: http://webarchiveor.powweb.com/download ... 5-1024.jpg
Connections: If there's a despute discuss it first.
Other than that enjoy.
Note: Anyone can come in at any time during the fight, if granted permission.
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Re: Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Daikisho on Mon May 28, 2007 11:07 pm

I accept your challenge, and look forward to our fight.

You can have the opening post if you like to set the scene exactly as you want it.

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Re: Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Alucroas on Mon May 28, 2007 11:43 pm

Treaded through the thick jungle underbrush that lay right beneath a jagged uprised rock, towering up into the air, located on the far left handed side of the cascading waterfall behind it. Appendages opened up, revealing a set of digits moldened and sharpened up immaculately into claws, spreading philanges and wrapping them along the rough layer of rock, tugging it's body up along the loose gravel surface. If one were to spot it from a distance, it appeared to be a mere black spot in a lucious tranquil valley.

That definitely wasn't the case; An abomination crawled along those walls, layered with an obsidian skin overlapped by an exoskeleton with a color reminiscent to that of tar, loosening up at the joints where bones interlocked, the only designated weak spot throughout it's body, aside from the eyes and ribcage of the beast. Streaks of emerald went down the frontal limbs, undulating slowly, awakening whatever dorment creatures that lurked inside; Readying themselves for whatever outcome the hunt had to offer for Alucroas.

Upon reaching the top of that gigantic ancient structure of sorts, it caught view of the vast castle, possessing a broken bridge most likely caused by that annoying dragon that lurked overhead in the far distance. A strong gust proceeded it's venture and began blowing away at dust and debris throughout the general vicinity. The only thing stopping the monster from falling was it's tail lodged in the ground, utilizing it's dagger shaped bone at the end as a means of mounting the body in place.

Draconic horns protruded through the skull, reaching at least a two foot length behind it. Fangs were covered up by its gums with the exception of the thin inner-mouth exiting the it's gaping jaws and tasting the air for whatever meal lingered around. after all, the reason it had traveled such a distance was due to the sheer abundance of animals it caught whiff of from the electrical air current captured by it's sapphiric eye, in direct contrast to it's crimson, sensing whatever heat signature that was emitted, unfortunately not much was caught due to the mountains in behind it, amplifying their frigid winds throughout the area, even managing to carry out through the massive opening in the river behind and create a vast expanse for obscurity. This meal most definitely would be worth taking if it ever managed to spot it in that thick viscous intrusion of cobalt air particles distorting it's thermal view.

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Re: Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Daikisho on Wed May 30, 2007 3:38 pm

Murs slowly brought himself to stand upon the lush field around him, resting tranquilly upon the balls of his feet. A brisk zypher curled its nearly palpable tendrils around his neck, causing his breathing to become short. Gently licking his lips, and take deep breathes in stride; He realized he had begun to sweat. The warm sticky air clung to his frame, and his choice of clothing didn't help either.

He pulled a single Shikomizue-Wakizashi from over his shoulder, creating slight runs in the fabric of his midnight-blue sweater-vest.The indigo lacquer finish reflected the sunlight from his face giving a clear view to his rigid features. A red tie billowed over his shoulders as the wind brought it to rise above him. Ceasing its undulations, the silken fabric lay neatly over his shoulder, revealing the midnight pattern that was sewn into the gossamer-like fabric, as he dropped the sheath to the ground. The dense wood fell slowly to Murs' eyes, and sauntered lightly upon the wind. Soon the object sank into the ground, releasing debris and grass from their resting places.

His khaki slacks grew taught against his legs as he spread his left foot backward slightly. The dirt mounded on the back side of his blue and white trimmed converse. Shortly after backhanded the Shikomizue-Wakizashi, Kagachi, crouching down slightly .Chuckling slightly as the sweat upon his wrinkled brow began to bead and roll down his face. The droplets brought moisture to the afternoon-dried grass beneath him, if only for an instant, being absorbed upon touching the ground.

The breeze shifted directions, now blowing toward out in front of him, the ever-tightening grip of the winds palled digits was released now. Left now was only an heightened awareness of himself and his surroundings. Sunlight reflected from the polished surface of his sheath, momentarily mildly blinding him. Brining his left arm upward, he blocked the glare only to reveal a ghastly creature slinking before him. His knees buckled slightly with the introduction of such a heinous figure.

He couldn't be scared, could he?

Every muscle and fiber of his being was on fire, slowly burning at the flesh under-which it rests. Upon his countenance was a look of strain, and possible fear...fear? Time seemed to mull together, creating a blurred vision for Murs. A grin worked its way onto his stoic features, revealing a rather excited visage.This would definitely be a challenge that was unexpected today. He heaved lightly, and breathing short wisps of air.

It had been so long since he'd been allowed to stretch his legs, or anything for that matter. Battle had been on thing elusive to him, intangible almost to a degree that he longed and wished for it. His muscles burned yet he had not moved more than five inches, how could he have let it go on for so long? His eyes snapped to focus in the bright sunlight, and remained in a heightened sense of everything. The softest of movements that had transpired suddenly became raucous and unbearable to him. The sand smelt of burning and burned a fiery path through his nostrils. The stench etched itself into his brain, leaving a permanent scar in his perception.


"Just what are you, eh?"

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Re: Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Alucroas on Fri Jun 01, 2007 11:42 am

As it continued searching around through the monstrous wave of cold distorted air particles, an image began to contort and build into heat rendered image, apparently human according to what the outline and structure displayed. The creature had indeed been satisfied that someone had finally came for it to feast upon, scanning the rate of electrical impulse intervals with the utilization of it's sapphiric orb, attempting to depict the current energy level his body was at. According to what it recieved its opposition was fairly dosile and calm for the time being, however judging by the width of expanse in the muscles when it passed through tissue, indicated a different story.

The creature could finally have some fun with prey for once, well worth the wait indeed, however it still remained some what cautious; Various encounters with men who appeared to have been ordinary made it weary and alert. Thus, it came to the conclusion that testing its foe would be the preferable method of choice before deciding to make its presence fully known in the vicinity.

The previously embedded appendage then rose up out of the ground, absorbing a substantial amount of electrical energy within that dagger shaped bone at the end. Repeatedly thrusting it downwards into the hardened cliff of sorts, cracking its foundations in a furious onslaught of raw power, aiming to cause a rock slide that would inevitably come crashing down towards the current general position of its unseen adversary; Hopefully its opponent would come out unscaved so that it could continue the hunt.

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Re: Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Serpaara- on Sun Jul 01, 2007 6:19 pm

I would like to join this fight, if allowed.

Here's my characters profile..

serpaara.tripod.com
http://www.freewebs.com/orikalkos/index.htm

Join Orikalkos, and RP on our forum.

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Re: Multi-challenge

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Serpaara- on Sun Jul 01, 2007 6:21 pm

((If I am accepted, here is my entrance.))

Sands began to billow around as the bright, sunny sky filled with sun began to darken with clouds of a dark black colour thundered through the sky, striking the earth with a black and purple coloured lightning. With each strike, providing a somewhat form of light, a shadowy figure arose from beneath the ground. Strike after strike, more of this figure was shown. It started as just wrath filled, diamond blue eye's floating withing a figure and slowly formed into a dark matter form shaped into a serpent. It neared at a steady pace. Strike after strike, it grew closer, revealing more of it's form. Eventually this serpent shaped figure turned into thin, human looking form with a height of about 6.5 feet, composed of pure muscle, but thin like a lightweight boxer. One bolt of lightning had stricken the ground with a blue colour. The being had went from a far distance to about ten feet from the fighting arena. He stood there in a black cloak, revealing only his eye's and a sinister set of teeth that peeked out from behind the lips of this beast.

The power of the storm had grown stronger every time this being had gotten closer. Eventually, sand was seen, spirraling like a typhoon around the creature. The being slowly lifted his right hand, grasping the front of it's hood and pulled it back slowly, revealing a seducing face of a male pigmented with a light tan colour set with deep, diamond eye's covored with hair that spiked out about a foot that was a diamond blue colour. The being smirked, revealing a mouth filled with the fangs of a snake. Slowly the being began to unbutton his cloak, button after button, slowly revealing a muscular upper body, marked with a cursed seal. Eventually the cloak hit the ground, creating a loud thumping sound as sand collapsed into the air, creating a huge cloud that slowly would settle around the being.

Now there stood a being with no shirt, a black pair of Gi pants wrapped around his waist dripping down to his feet. The being looked at his right arm as black viper scales began to layer up the arm from the finger tips all the way to about mid-chest. He raised his arm, flexing it, gripping a fist over and over as his scales glistened in the dark light of the lightning. He then rose his head from his arm to his opponent, smirking a bit, a face the struck a some-what fear into some opponents and then again caused armies to tremble in fear. Though his eye's were diamond blue, they released a powerful sense of darkness and fear into the atmosphere, causing almost all plant and animal life to collapse into dust. He placed his left hand on his his, as he struck his right hand out, his palm facing the ground. Sand began to crawl from the ground, straight through the air into his palm, forming a orb of black sand the slowly morphed into a cobra the would spiral around his arm.

The man chuckled a bit as he slammed his fist closed, the sand exploding into the air creating a whistling sound as it turned into glass from all the friction heat that it created. On the ground layed a few spikes of glass that didn't even scratch when it hit the rocks on the ground. He raised his eye's up to his opponent and began to move his mouth with a sycronized motion with his tounge the created a lullaby sounding sentence that was beautiful in the ears of many, "I am Serpaara, The Serpent demon, banished from Heaven and denied from Hell, cursed by being put forth on this Earth to fight eternally until I meet my true death."

With that, Serpaara shut his mouth, and closed his eye's taking in a deep breathe. He slowly lowered his blody, his legs forming into the stance of the Tiger, his left leg bending to a 90 degree angle and his right leg shooting straight back, launching a arch of sand behind him. His upper body slid into the stance of the monkey, his back hunched with his arms hanging down at his sides, swaying back and forth, carrying a stream of sand with them. All his muscles releaxed, he seemed calm, with no worries in the world. He then slowly opened his eye's. Where diamond blue eye's once layed, were black serpent eye's, stained with blood drops. Lightning struck down on Serpaara directly, the scales on his right arm rippling like a wave in a typhooned ocean. The sand that surrounded Serpaara arose from the ground, forming into to Giant Cobra's that would whirl around Serpaara waiting patiently for their master to give them a command.

His mouth began to move again, his lullaby voice floated in the air again, "Let this be my end, or let this be yours."

Once Serpaara had taken his stance, and readied himself for battle, blink of white light had formed about two-hundred yards behind him, and spoke with an echoing voice, "And It is One, the begining towards the End. The element of Death. "

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