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Ecstasy

A man with a strange sense of humour and a tendancy to joke about. He is a cold blooded killer, who only appears when his organization send him to take care of someone...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by duramon, as played by RolePlayGateway

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#, as written by Nevan
Ecstasy dived into the bar via the window. The cloak that he wore flapped around whilst his famous five and a half foot long sword was gripped tightly between his two hands. His body was tilted to the side; his hands holding the blade down to the right side with the tip of the sword extending slightly behind him and touching the floor. Like this; he dashed towards Zi Yong Rui with the speed of a crazed maniac who had tasted blood. His face was alight with a wide grin and as he approached the Chinese man from behind. He would stop moving before reaching him and skid the rest of the way. He stopped at a yards distance; flipped his sword to change his grip and then swung it widely from left to right; across the mans middle in an attempt to cut him in half. With all the other stuff going on, it was very unlikely Zi Yong Rui would be able to fight him off aswell.

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#, as written by Nevan
Ecstasy did not swing at Zi Yong Rui more than once, which was a good thing due to the fact a sword as big as his would be quite impossible to block with the trigger guard of a pistol. He did not, and to some extend could not stop his sword from it's chosen path. It lowered as he continued around to a 180 degrees spin, at which point the tip of the blade hit the ground and started to slice and splinter whatever of the wooden floorboards got in it's way. It lay dead soon after; but he kept his hold on it and tilted his head over his shoulder to determine where the Chinese man was compared to him.

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#, as written by Nevan
Ecstasy pulled his sword from the ground and placed it standing besides him; one arm wrapped around the grip and a frown on his face. "He ran..." He turned slowly towards the door and began to walk towards it. He went ahead of the sword; so the hilt was pushed forwards and the other end dragged along the floor besides him. Once he got to the door frame he stood there and looked around the outside.

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Ecstasy seeing the gattling guns he would smile and quickly raise the hilt of his blade above and infront of him. So the tip of his sword touched the ground and the large, flat side of it provided a shield that left little of his body out in the open. Any bullets sprayed towards it would rebound away, the sword itself creating the perfect defence.

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Ecstasy left; as quickly as he arrived. He wouldn't fight someone protected by an army, not until he had him backed in a corner and alone.

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#, as written by duramon
Ecstasy entered the bar in the simplest way he could think of,through a window. Flying feet first he landed heavily and threw his large blade to the ground,splintering the wooden floor,or atleast the wooden covering. Bursting into a full on sprint as he sighted the two conversing,intending to ram into the one buried in her own arm's and pin her to the wall.

The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Dark Grove

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A clink of metal,the sound of heavy foot-steps and then he appeared in the grove. Regardless of what he used to wear,what he should wear, Or what he had decided to wear. He walked in with a simple leather over-coat that hung low around his ankles,his overly large sword upon his back in a sheath. He wore a white high-class shirt and formal black pants to go with his black boots. The man looked out of place in this environment,if it wasn't for the overcoat and the hood that shrouded his face from prying eyes.

"E'nin' mate" He called,walked up carelessly to the stranger.

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The man shrugged and drew his sword,letting it thump heavily into the ground before thrusting it into the Earth upto the hilt, using the weapon as a sort of chair. One foot upon the hand-guard and the other upon the end of the hilt in an odd crouch.

"Nobody o' importance, Who are yoo" He asked,holding out a leather covered right hand to the stranger as a show of peace.

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He raised an eyebrow at this, of course that was hard to tell with his hood still down. But he soon recitified this and threw the old thing back away from his face,revealing medium black hair and oddly emerald eyes.

"Why do a' no' believe ya?, This place is a grove, I ha' no idea what kinda grove. I only just got 'ere myself ya know. Although by the way tis out o' the way from thin's I'd say it's perfect fer a place to live." He commented,half to himself.

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He shrugged again,sending one of his hands to ruffle through his mess of hair.

"Ah tis fine wit' me, jus' makes this place perfect for mehself. Safety, Seclusion and as many enemies as ah wan'. What else could a warrior ask fer?" He said,shifting his position to be far more comfortable.

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He grinned and propelled himself into a standing position,thumping towards the stranger and leaning in close to them.

"Where did ya 'ear that lass?, That's a warriors chant where aye come from. How did a wee one like ye get ta know it?" He asked,genuinely curious for once.

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The man grunted and turned around,heading back and tearing 5 foot long blade from the ground and pointing it at them with a grin.

"I want ta know tha trueth little one. All liers are the firs' to fall, Those who are at thon best are tha hardest to even make falter but those who fight ta protect. They even in death are unbreakable. I will lecture ye as I wish wee lass until our fight is o'er. Otherwise ye can make like a lier an' fall."

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He shrugged and lugged his massive blade over his shoulders,the fact that he himself was nearing on 7ft tall gave the blade the illusion of being smaller then it was. It made it much harder to block it seemed.

"I dunna care fer others justice, their master's or their kin. I care for my justice and my master..my kin. Give me tha trueth and I shall not harm ye,I promise upon my warrior's soul. Otherwise,I shall come at ye with all I 'ave"

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His grin only widened,he swung the sword off his shoulder and with a light flick of his wrist sent it hurtling upto the hilt again into a nearby grave,impaling whatever skeleton may lay inside.

"Good ta meet ya Clarice, Ye can call me Ecstasy. Blood-lusting Zerk and Religious Fana'ic. O'er titles I've earned over the 'ears: The Blood Giant, Butcher o' Babylon and In general, That crazy bastard with a sword." He said,taking up his old position upon the weapon and kicking away a few chips of grave from around himself.

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He frowned and scratched at his chin for a moment.

"Now tha',tha' I cannae forgive ya for. A wee child should nae be in heaven,and a wee lass should nae be the one to put them there. I kill people,but I never kill children, Be proud of what ye've done though. Or thon's history shall become thons whole life. Repent for what ye have done little one."

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He simply tore his weapon free of the grave and sent it sailing towards the strangers head in one smooth fluid movement. The wind whistling past the weapon with ferocious noise as he let it fly.

"If ye have will to live ye have will to repent! To do some work ta change yer fate! Make up for all yer sins and make their deaths,yer feelings. Worth bloody something, Honestly you wee ones nowadays have no bloody brains! Die now or Live to repent!" He roared, He had experience on the subject. He killed dozens of people because his superiors ordered it. He just refused to kill children.

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"Prove a point to a stubborn lass. Ye dodged that so ye have the will ta damn live. So do somethin' with yer life. Make their deaths worth bloody somethin', Help the world and repent fer yer sins. How difficult is tha'?" He grumbled,simply walking past the stranger and tearing his sword from its place buried half-way through a tombstone.

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"Live 'ere with me lass, I'm horrible company but tis safer then anywhere else. This place is rather central fer a god-forsakened nowhere Grove and ye can train whenever ye wish with the undead who most likely roam tha place. If they ain't fearers of the undead then there's tha two of us for the sinners ta deal with. Repayin' the world wise? Start off by doing what ye can do and killing dangerous folk." He replied simply

The man shrugged his coat on more comfortably and sheathed his massive sword again walking over to the stranger and offering a handshake,he was odd.

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He shrugged and flicked the girls nose,turning and laying down on a Tombstone.

"Yer far too judgemental, Damn near all of ye lot are. The undead ain't damned and I ain't just some maniac. If ye want to bugger off then do so. Go protect the common folk or somethin' I'm goin' to spend tha rest of my days here." He grumbled, rolling onto the grass and awaiting the sounds of their exist.

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"Because these 'er my people. They are forced ta roam the earth in search of something they lost,a way to fix tha' which they regret. I am the same and so are ye. Tis quiet here...peacefull, an' I can think. Have ye noticed the silence apart from the noises were makin'?" He asked,surprised she hadnt left yet.