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Strife
A man in mask who seems to lost his ability to speak. Draws his strength from the chaos of battle, continuely growing into an unstoppable killing machine.
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by crazybilliscrazy
Description
Large, at least 6.5 feet tall, with a metal mask bolted to his head, covering his face and neck, allowing only for his gold eyes to be seen through the eye holes.
Equipment
Massive, 3-foot long sword, Armor
So begins...
Strife's Story
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Strife tore through the forest, his hunger driving him as he soundlessly made his way towards the bar, his massive blade dragging behind him, being gripped tightly in both of his gauntleted hands. He came to the bar but did not slow his gait, instead continuing to fell trees before leaping, landing on the roof of the bar and crashing through, landing with his blade gripped tightly in front of him, prepared to put it to use.
Strife swung his blade, which had a three foot radius, and cut through a good portion of patrons in front of him, felling them and splattering their blood on his blade, his armor, and his mask. He could feel the chaos of battle fill his stomach for a moment, teasing him with the illusion of sustenance, only to leave him once more. His gold eyes scanned the bar, looking for more people to feed him.
Strife turned his attention towards Omitsu and Laurent. Yes, they would make fine targets, sure to fill that hole in the pit of his stomach. He lunged towards them, his blade cocked back, only to swipe forwards at them horizontally once he was close enough. He could almost feel the chaos begin to feed him then, that brief instant before the fight started.
Strife would wordlessly raise his foot at the man, who was well within range, trying to hold off his sword with a flimsy, rusted dagger at the hilt. Should the kick connect, it would hit him in the chest and at the very least crack a few ribs. He would then follow up by pushing him away with his blade. He could feel the chaos begin to fuel him already, his strength and speed growing with each minute he was locked in combat.
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The two daggers would spark as they raked across his back, his armor offering more than enough protection. The second strike, aimed for his stomach would also spark, the blade not penetrating the armor in the least. He could feel his energies growing with each attack aimed at him, his strength growing to the point where he could support his blade with one hand, which he did, swinging his gauntleted free hand at Omitsu, his movements much quicker than before, the chaos driving him.
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Strife 's movements were swift as the third person joined the fray, only increasing the rate his strength and speed grew. He whirled around, raising his blade and parrying the blow, aiming to knock her off balance, easily sidestepping the strike to his knees as he did so. Should she be knocked off balance, he would bring the hilt of his blade down on her head. The blade would strike his neck, piercing the metal of his mask and spilling some of his vile smelling blue blood. The man would have a hard time pulling the blade out, as the way it had pierced the metal of the mask, it was basically stuck in. His only response to the stab was to swing his fist back at the man, aiming for someplace on his face.
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The wound in his neck began to close up around the blade, the chaos feeding him regenerating his body as well. He made no noise as he lept back, avoiding both the strike to his neck and the unseen slice at his back. He landed with a loud thump a few feet away, tapping his blade against his shoulder for a moment before dashing towards Stella and Laurent, slashing so quickly that the blade's edge could barely be seen. Should any one of the strikes connect, he would mercilessly continue striking until the receiver of the blow was nothing more than a fine red mist.
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(Gonna go grab lunch with the girlfriend. Sorry to RP blueball everyone. Again.)
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Oh, the blade was sharp. He had always kept it sharp, for he knew that it was his life line. Without it, he would never get to feed.
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The massive armored figure emerges from a back alleyway, sprinting as fast as he could, his sword strapped to his back. When he gets close enough to bar wall, he lowers his shoulder and smashes through the wall. He continues running, dust and brick falling off of his shoulders as he knocks over tables. It was time to feed.
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The blade was out before anybody could move. Polished to a high gloss and about two and a half feet in length. His gold eyes shined with hate as he lunged towards the nearest bar patron, who just happened to be Diana Johnson, and sliced downwards, aiming to cut her in half.
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The table fell in half, the man having missed his target. He turned towards the next closest person, Kinea, and sliced horizontally, utilizing the sword's massive length. If he connected, he would take the woman's head off.
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He felt it, there and then. Somebody was preparing to fight him. Finally, a real meal. He turned in the direction of the man crouching with the bow and arrow, gold eyes fixed upon him. His grip tightened on the blade as him stood staring for one last half-second before sprinting towards the man, ready to slice straight through him.
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