Raid #10

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The World That Never Was has been attacked by Darkness.

Dark Group | Attacking:

Terra-Xehanort

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Young Xehanort
Gabranth[/blockquote]

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The Light or Neutral have five days to get a team together to counter this attack or the Dark will have a claim on the world! Dark, feel free to post here. Another post will be added when the Light or Neutral get a Raid Group, or if the Dark has won the world! Keep an eye out!

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A Light Group of Three has Countered the Attack!

Light Group | Defending:

Emblem [Leader]
King Mickey Mouse
Felix

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Posting Order: Terra-Xehanort, King Mickey Mouse, Young Xehanort, Emblem, Gabranth then Felix.[/font][/size]

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If no winner has been decided by December 12th, then a staff member will review and decide the winner!

Remember the Rules!! - [RULES HERE]

Let the Battle Begin!!

[terranort]

Through the deepest pits of darkness Xehanort found himself Where Nothing Gathers. This place, while unfamiliar with him in his current form, had served as a primary keep for another member of the Thirteen Darknesses. However, through discussion among the various vessels, Terra-Xehanort had known exactly why this world still held importance to Master Xehanort's plans.

The Thirteen Darknesses needed a primary ground to gather and this place was absolutely perfect once again. It was no secret that The World That Never Was had become a prominent stronghold for Xehanort in the past, but now it was time to once again lash the reigns upon this castle once more.

Xehanort merely kept himself silent upon his seat in the Round Room, awaiting his fellow vessel before they decided to lay claim to the castle once more. His silence would not be broken by the other beings that had found their way into the Castle That Never Was. Terranort decided instantly to pass the time by monitoring their presence before deciding their fate.

One of the three, however, had a very strong scent of darkness about him. This one might even serve useful in their plans. Xehanort would keep a very keen eye on this one.

Two of the other three had the stain upon them as well, but not nearly as significant as the dark warrior he had sensed before. They might turn out to become enemies, or they might serve the darkness by becoming pawns.

The final force was one he almost had the instant desire to greet upon arrival. He'd felt this sensation before, it was an acquaintance of his former master, Ansem the Wise. The mouse king was a very formidable with a Keyblade and his knowledge of the light was strong indeed. Yes, if push came to shove the mouse king would be his opponent for sure.

Terra-Xehanort crossed his arms as he awaited his younger, yet older counter-part.

[mickey]

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-- Compliments of PhantomXO of BTN

[youngxehanort]

The World That Never Was... a place that existed in the brink of destruction. The Realm of Darkness, The Realm of Sleep, the Realm of Light, it was everlasting in every plane of existence like if it was a stain of a memory that refused be be washed away. Ever since Xemnas had his conflict on the World it was left in ruin and abandoned in its wake. A very familiar oval shape of Darkness faded into reality. The howl and swirling of the Darkness opened up Where Nothing Gathers in another one of the Thirteen chairs. When the Darkness had faded away Xehanort was left sitting in the chair, his arms resting on the sides and one of his legs folded over the other. One of his other halves, which was himself merged with Terra, had requested him to come to The World That Never Was.

It was their base of operations in the past. As stated earlier Xemnas had first used the facilities located on the World. After its destruction it was then left to use of the other Xehanorts in the Realm of Sleep. They required the World once more to have a stronghold. The like of Castle Oblivion, also known as the Land of Departure, was too riddled with the ones of the Light. It mattered not, Castle Oblivion had served its purpose in the past and the one that they were looking for, Ventus, did not reside there any longer. Now Young Xehanort was not donned in his black coat that he was accustomed too, but instead he was garbed in his clothes he had from Destiny Islands. It was the traditional wear he had and eventually as he would grow older he would don an open black coat to go with it, which is what Master Xehanort wore.

"Good to see you again, Xehanort." He greeted his other self. If it wasn't for this version of him sitting in the chair before him, he wouldn't have ever gotten the mission to travel into the future. "I take it we are going to face one of the Lights, are we not?" Eventually they would have to face all seven one day to start the Keyblade War, but holding them back one by one in isolated situations wouldn't hinder their ultimate goal. "We have another to join our cause, Gabranth." Said Young Xehanort as he looked over to Terra-Xehanort, folding his hands in his lap. "The Darkness in his Heart is acceptable by our standards. The sense of anger and hatred he holds rivals that of Xemnas. Once we obtain this World we are to start gathering the Princesses of Heart." With that said Xehanort remained in his seat, waiting for the battle to come.

[emblem]

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Indecisive on what its fate should be? Or perhaps the battle between the ever potent two forces was at such a standstill this late in the arc? There were far too many unexplored venues in order for any scholar worth their salt to officially declare a sound thesis on the topic. Ambiguity. Something predators loved, though authors utilize it the best. Garbed in her elegant robes, Alcadeius Emblem made her way through the gloomy, soggy puddles of this torn world. Her elegantly studded sandals just barely keeping the level of water on the streets out, as she approached a larger clearing than the one she was currently traversing. Emblem's long, violet hair had a glossy sheen from the passing light showers of this gloomy city. "Urban area de aru?" Alcadeius thought, taking a moment to look up at the extravagantly luminescent moon. "It can't be all that bad, if one does not mind the abandoned street look uu~ A fallout perhaps~?" She dismissed such a thought quickly, as the buildings were in too good of a condition in order to qualify for a fallout. There was also that lingering truth that the denizens of the worlds really didn't seem that desperate yet to annihilate areas in their own area. The strategist was grateful. Magic was one thing, swords another, but chemical fights was something she did not want to be facing as of yet. Not until more of this Nyx's core business was settled. She pressed onward, with her bearing locked on towards the moon. It was already difficult enough to see the lay of the land from such a bad angle, though the sorceress could make out a building of sorts that contrasted the heart shaped moon's glow. That twisted tower looking building had an observatory type of feel, and must be one of the best sky points within this city. Especially so if one can notice it from so far away. Then there was that lingering possibility that it's an enemy stronghold. The whole city did feel rather dark and musty after all. "Dark lights. Check. Dark walls. Check. Humanoid mouse. Check." Emblem thought out loud, as she entered an open area and walked by the back of a creature tall enough to come to her waistline. Wait. Humanoid mouse? That put a sudden halt to the strategist, and flipped a switch in her. She cupped her chin, as a pair of amber eyes started to focus itself upon such a strange finding. An action that took precedence over the fact she was now eavesdropping in on what the squeaky pitched voice mouse spoke about. Manners could be stuffed when it came to finding out more about the unknown! Then came that red flag. Oohw how Alcadeius hated party poopers, but what the mouse said couldn't be ignored. During the little musings of his, the woman was slowly creeping up on him with twitchy fingers aimed at those strange saucers he probably called ears. That fit of curiosity madness was sobered by talk of foes wielding time bending abilities in this city. Alcadeius had to raise an eyebrow to this possibility. Was such a thing really possible? The mouse could've been blindsided by a physical illusion technique, but the thought of a foe breaking the laws of time was not something she could just write off as fantasy. Hell, they were in a reality where talks of keys being the ultimate weapon was a legitimate subject matter; so much so that thugs from the scourges of the universe were going all over to try and stop them. Putting this time talk into perspective with that, Alcadeius concluded that a foe wielding such powers wasn't so farfetch'd any more. Backing up, the enchantress began mumbling some words of origins far earlier than what most could date their databases too. With the tongue of the gods, she began speaking to the core of meanings that words carried. Her hymn personified itself as ethereal letters, melding into reality and spiraling ever so slowly about her petite figure. Emblem would have to waste the opportunity to sneak up on such a cute figure, but addressing this possible time rending business was more pressing. Never could tell when an enemy was lurking around the corner! Slowly, she chanted in a language that was much more universal, "When I speak the truth, I will use red" Her declaration appeared for a moment, before fading into the air. The pulsing power of her magical well seeped out into the immediate area, as her hair flew wildly under Emblem's own magical spells. She continued with the rest of the spell, this time with the whole verse appearing in red. "Time flows in one direction and all creatures in its flow obey as part of the nature of the world." Time would stop for no mouse, man, or sage now. As the words were stated, they spun wildly and then faded into the very surroundings in the courtyard. Alcadeius's spell that called upon the forces of logic had placed a new, imposing factor within her presence. Little ways after the enchantment was stated, the entire opening and the nearby buildings glowed an eerie red for a few seconds before returning to normal. The air was rich with magical force, as the barrier field was established by the red truth. A field that imposed upon those within barred access to time altering abilities. Something that not many could accomplished... ...yet the sage looked rather displeased with the result. She had expected something more along the lines of engulfing the entire city with the effect, but was restricted to this particular block plus a few buildings more. Not quite as grand as the mage wanted, but it would have to do. After this world was through being explored, she would need to re-evaluate the magic training that was apart of her daily routine. "Ara ara~ Something is better than nothing I suppose, neh mousey wousey?" Emblem sighed, smiling afterwards towards the strange being. ----------------------------- Red Truth: A subjective fact that is stated without any need for proof or need for investigation in order to support the claims. It is undeniable as a truth, but the subjective nature leaves the statement open to interpretation. Not only that, but the statement must be of an occurrence happening in the given situation. Alcadeius cannot conjure a statement to spawn anything out of thin air. There must be a logic to the statement, even if it is miniscule in scale. When a red truth is stated, it cannot be reversed nor countered by a conflicting statement. This will cause an error in logic and for the spell to backfire on the user, dealing heavy non-elemental damage. Systematically, the red truth will exploit the terrain or a given aspect of her target. The words spoken will take effect immediately and usually create a miracle of some sort through altercation of properties or aspects of the given target. All red truths will appear in red to the naked eye. Ex. Kuja is capable of gliding and flying at will using magical force. Alcadeius can deny him that skill for one turn by declaring, "Kuja did not have the means to initiate the act of flight" within the Land of Dragons, thus removing his ability to fly for one turn. This is a solid use because no person in the Land of Dragons naturally has the ability to fly like that without the use of wings. Kuja would be inflicted with a force of gravity invoked by the ethereal red words upon contact. There are rules in which Alcadeius must follow when using the Red Truth: - It cannot be used to forcibly seize control of enemy attacks and placed under Alcadeius's control. (ex. Cannot state in red, "I seized control of the Thundara spell and redirected it back to the caster!") - It is forbidden to use the red text to directly verify the existence of something supernatural. (ex. I cannot use this to confirm whether it was possible to launch a magical spell from one's hands, in hopes to negate the attack. Or to use it to confirm super-human speed movement.) - It cannot use proper names of spells. (ex. Thundaga would be described as 'lightning bolts.') - It cannot directly impose a 'dead end' situation for just one side. (ex. While in a castle room, Alcadeius cannot declare that all rooms, windows, and doors sealed and unable to be open.) - The result must, to a degree dictated by the admin, follow the laws of reality. (ex. Alcadeius cannot declare that a sudden removal of oxygen can occur unless the scenario in which it was possible for that result is present; such as being caved in, stuck within a vacuum motion, etc.) - The red truth must be capable of having multiple interpretations. (ex. No one is hiding) - The red truth cannot create without a source. It can only state and define a subjective fact derived from what is present. (ex. I cannot declare that it is stormy and pouring rain if the skies are clear. I can impose a magical lock that states the lock upon a chest cannot be opened without a key.) [Cooldown]: 2 post Emblem has declared the area of "Memory's Skyscraper" to be unaffected by time-altering/rending abilities!" [/style]

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[gabranth]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/a2vuas.png); padding: 5px; text-align: justify; color: #202020;] This world was, in itself, a contradiction. He was told that arrival upon this plane meant that he was leaving the Realm of Light, and entering the Realm of In-Between so closely that it almost intersected into the Realm of Darkness. The Realms seemed to be in the same universe, but they were sandwiched atop one another, so by moving up to one world or down to another meant crossing that intangible rubicon between. Intriguing was it that this world was also said to be the main world of the Nobodies, the living husks cast away by the Emblem Heartless that were once bodies, and thus made of artificial nothingness. At first Gabranth could not understand such a impossibility, but then understood the concept that this earth was born out of the paradox that Nobodies also came from, the footnote that one were not meant to exist, but did. A physical form born out of what had been cast as garbage to be obliterated, now stood towering around them from buildings to the very ground underneath their feet, if nothingness were an element like fire, ice and lightning then there was every chance that nothingness could take shape from the magic of life that had been left for death, discarded only to become even stronger than the Heartless. For only when they had become divided from their hearts had they begun an evolution to become whole once again, replacing what had become lost, growing with life and yet not meant to have life at all. Such were the pondering of this darkened, twisted judge as he explored the boundries of the unthinkable, as he explored this world he had been brought to. With his helmet on to shadow his face from the strangers he thought to have encountered here, he found as he wandered these neon streets only Nobodies and the occasional Heartless instead. Did the Heartless here seek out their shells, lamenting what they ought to have before losing their bodies? Or was the opposite true that they wished to seek the other out to destroy them, the complete being at war with itself in seperated form? Regardless, both Nobodies and Heartless gave him wide berth as he scoured the area, perhaps a favor from his new allies of convenience, the Xehanorts who's members of this 'New Organization' commanded both. The world seemed a hollowed-out facsmilie of his home nation, Arcadia. Up above in the castle such as in the room Where Nothing Gathers in the white castle, a structured hierachy of select individuals lead by a single leader resided over a varied yet powerful army, in this case the lesser Nobodies. Just like the Judges of old Archadia, lead over by House Solidor, residing over the Archadian army. And down below in these streets, instead of the rich and the poor humans that lived in two seperate districts, the roads were swept clean... save for Heartless. No complete being lived down here, as if abandoned... or created for no-one in particular as no buildings had usable doors or low windows, a graveyard of buildings untoppled only to serve as an urban moat around the taller domineering castle and the masters residing within. Save one building, which struck out amongst the others explicity in a open space around it's base, the one known as Memory's Skyscraper. It was only here that the Judge Magister could look up clearly to see the whole shape of that odd heart-shaped moon with the pink center. Ironic, really. Looming luminescently in the sky, a silhouette of the one thing the Nobodies did not seem to possess to have, as if something to look up, ponder or lament towards. For the Heartless, a heart that they could not possibly reach... or had not reached yet. Although there was nothing natural at all about this world, Gabranth favored it. The streets were not caked with dirt and stunk with trash and urine as it did in the poor sector, nor did it have the mindless chatter and arrogance of the stuck-up nobles in the other; there was soft illuminescence in darkness, there was quiet. There was serenity, and the only thing it missed was the only thing that could have spoiled it; life like his own to cause chaos and excitement, but he supposed one coming in the hand with the other meant to live was not perfection. Pain and suffering were the harsh reminder of one's reality. There was a bright flash of light all the sudden, and a wash of the area bathed in red. Not of blood, but by... "Magicks..." Gabranth sneered, his eyes following to the source. It was not that he despised the use of magicks as he used them himself, but he found them disfavorable wielded by an opponent when they could meet him in honorable combat with a clash of blade instead. Hazel eyes unseen under overshadowed eyeholes of his visor spotted two intruders; one swathed in red cloth, who must have been the mage who cast the spell, and the other a new race of a mouse-like humanoid that reminded him of the moogles back in Ivalice. This one's features were more smooth and rounded, especially his saucer-like ears. Appearing on the opposite end of the plaza, his back facing the enormous iconic skyscraper, his armor clinked audibly as he came into hearing range of the two. In his hand, he raised to grasp both handles of the dual-bladed swallow sword to bring before him, the blade pointed at the front lowered just above his toe as the other foot was positioned in a stance behind him. How dare these obvious heroes of the light dare encroach upon this territory, as if to claim the land for their own? This was a stronghold of the darkness, unless these fools did not know any better, in which case these fools stepped where angels dared to tread. "Unfortunately for yourselves, you have strayed into the domain and the path of the enemy... and also unfortunately for yourselves, you have had the misfortune of encountering the Judge Magister... and I do not give out fair warning of any kind of trespassing sentenced... by death. This something is definitely not better than the nothingness you see around you." he sneered, pulling apart the blades into Chaos Blade and Highway Star, the former raised above his head and pointed at them. "For now, I will decide if your lives are worth living!" Words turned to swift unexpected violence, Gabranth's swords charging with a thrum of his own magical energy before slicing his blades forward, throwing four giant sickle slices of Innocence at the both of them. Following that up to initially scatter, he homed in on the young woman in primarily red robes, slashing towards her quickly with Vortex of Judgement with blades spiralling around him in the manner the same as a helicopter. Even if she somehow evaded the initial attack, there was stiil the matter somehow of avoiding the suction of the winds he had conjured around him from pulling her in to be sliced apart, the same whirlwind force as the infamous Sephiroth's stigma attack. Either way, he would enjoy executing these two 'well-intentioned' strangers and teaching them a lesson in their intent of dominating this world for their own selfish, scorching light when there could be other worlds of the Light that needed rescuing. (OOC: Alright, enough sitting around talking in our own little areas, time to bring some ignition to this fight. ) --- Innocence: Gabranth slashes his twin swords forth after being instantly charged with a transparent energy similar to Hatred, and with each of the four slashes, a sickle-shaped blade of energy is thrown forth. The blades are wide as the average person is tall, and can track the target slightly, but not as such as that the blade would change direction from it's original path. While he is firing this, he cannot be interupted from its execution, as the blades also guard him from weak melee and spell powers but not strong ones (such as limit breaks), but the few seconds on which he charges this he is vulnerable to any fast attacks beforehand as consequence. Three post cooldown. Vortex of Judgement: Like Circle of Judgment, but Gabranth spins three times in the air, magically drawing his opponent in with a high suction that is hard to resist if his opponent is not moving in the opposite direction. Cooldown is two turns.

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[soulcyber]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,470,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #454545; padding: 0px 20px 10px 20px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 8px; border-left: #E34234 8px solid;][STYLE=font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: #DEDEDE; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px;]█ TAGS Felix, Emblem, Mickey, Gabranth, █ WORDS A bunch █ NOTES Hope you enjoy. [/style] [STYLE=background-color: #353535; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #B5B5B5; line-height: 11px; border-radius: 3px; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify;][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 85px; height: 85px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: -20px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style][STYLE=float: left; background-image: url(http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww280/shiojisan/Felix.jpg); width: 55px; height: 55px; border: #454545 10px solid; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -10px; margin-right: 5px; border-radius: 17px;] [/style] So where was the main character of our story, the one and only #1 Freelancer of Radiant Gardens known for his prowess in combat and flirting? Well as fate would have it, he was on the same planet that five others would find themselves on, a battle certainly not too far behind. Not that he knew at that time though, he was simply walking about the city, enjoying the sight of all the skyscrapers and whatnot. If there was anything disappointing about this city though it was the startling lack of people, no one to talk to or flirt with. Indeed, one would imagine a city with all these buildings would be brimming with people but instead it was full of Heartless that fell easily enough. Beating Heartless down was always fun but it wasn’t exactly challenging and what the red-headed mercenary wanted now was some sort of arduous task. Whether it would be in the form of flirting with a girl that played incredibly hard to get, a battle with some super-powered freaks, or even something weird like attempting the giant ears of a… mouse? It was at that point of his travels that the freelancer suddenly stopped as his eyes fell upon a giant mouse, a woman he knew all too well, and some other buffoon with too much armor. Despite his adventures up until that point, it almost felt too surreal and it took him a moment to register what was going on exactly. Although from the sounds of it nothing good from what seems to be a rather verbose freak of nature,

[/i] he mused, a small smirk curving against his lips. With his current position he was actually behind the man who seemed to be getting ready to attack both a pretty lady and a mouse. This was not something the #1 Gentleman of Radiant Gardens to stand for and considering he was bored anyway why not lend them a hand? Yet he needed to make a bit of an entrance otherwise this wouldn’t be nearly as fun and with that thought in mind he rested his hand against… a truck. The smirk on his face quickly curved into a grin as a thought popped into his head whilst the man rambled on something about enemies. Whatever the case, it wouldn’t take long for the red-head to move into action, the hand he had placed on the truck causing said truck to change. Indeed, it was at this point the freelancer had shifted the mass of the truck to be a one thousand times less making it easy to pick up. And that he did, picking up the entire truck over his head in what seemed to be a rather ludicrous feat of strength but was merely his Mass Manipulator[/b] at work. Regardless, it was at that point when Gabranth rushed forward to attempt his first attack that Felix would toss the truck over his head. Seeing as he didn’t want to hurt the pretty lady and the mouse, he would deactivate Mass Manipulator[/b] after it had cleared the verbose man’s head.

The result of this would be that his first attack would only be met with the side of a truck, the truck falling onto the ground as its mass was returned to normal. Meanwhile, Felix would sprint toward the man whose attack had just been blocked as he began his next attack, a vortex of some sort forming around him. It was possible that this attack was rather painful if hit by it but assuming it was like any attack similar to it there was one fatal weakness. That was the eye of the tornado or rather the eye of the vortex and an attack from above would most likely prove to be rather effective. Whether this was true or not was of no concern to the red-head though, not being sure of what the result would be of a gamble was what made it fun. Thus after closing the distance a fair bit he would jump into the air for that reason and another one considering his prior action. The other reason was simple, if his opponent wondered where the truck had come from; it was likely he would look for the culprit. The most logical conclusion would be to look behind oneself considering that the arc of the thrown truck was low and it came from overhead. If he made this logical decision than it would only be to Felix’s benefit as a thin layer of wind wrapped around his entire body.

Yes, the freelancer had activated another one of his troublesome techniques, Wind Manipulator[/b] and he planned to use it to get in position for offense. Whether or not the aforementioned choice had been made for his opponent to take a gander backwards (if at all possible while maintaining that vortex), the red-head would strike his opponent fiercely. Using a gust of wind shot out from the palms of his hands, the freelancer would position himself to go in the eye of the tornado and try to limit the damage he took entering it. It wasn’t a perfect plan certainly but with Wind Manipulator[/b] active the blades only glanced him causing rather minor damage. As for his opponent, who knew how much damage he would take from the axe kick the mercenary had aimed between the Cervical and Thoracic vertebrae.

The reason why he chose that spot was because even though his opponent was spinning, the rotation alone wouldn’t allow him to evade the attack. It could throw off his attack from the intended spot surely but he would either hit a shoulder or the chest, both spots he wouldn’t mind hitting. With the help of gravity and the added elemental damage due to his Manipulator, if the blow struck true surely it would leave the opponent in a tight bind. Yes, a tight bind was also an apt metaphor for what would also occur if the blow landed as the warrior in the vortex would suddenly find himself completely immobilized. Whether the attack landed or not though, the freelancer would use one last gust of wind to get him out of the eye of the tornado and behind the man. It was at that point he would finally decide to present himself, his signature grin curving against his lips as he stretched his neck and placed his palm against the side of it.

”Jeez Ms. Emblem you keep some rather strange company, a three foot tall mouse and an old man who talks far too much?” he started, his tone cocky and sure as ever even though he wasn’t sure about either man present, ”I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything I just got the sudden urge to smash this guy’s head in that I couldn’t control much like my frustrated libido,” he added, his tone hinting at quite a bit of sarcasm. Indeed, considering the current form she was in he could speak like this without worry for he could rest assured she’d return any comment with an equally factious remark.

”And without further ado for those of you that don’t know me I’m the #1 Freelancer of Radiant Gardens, Felix Maximilian, nice to meet ya,” he started, cracking his knuckles before rotating his right arm, limbering up a bit, ”I hope you got more fight in you otherwise this is going to get really boring really quick pal,” he added, making sure to note his surroundings in case anyone else decided to show up. After all it wasn’t often these villain types moved alone so it would be prudent to expect more to show up soon enough. One had to wonder though, would they arrive soon enough to help this warrior who had decided to jump into the fray all by himself or would he get smashed down before any assistance could arrive?

SPOILER: Click to show

Mass Manipulator

[/b] - With this ability, Felix is able to manipulate his mass at will as well as any objects he is currently holding. The max amount of mass he can increase in regards to his body is times twenty and vice-versa in reducing his mass. In regards to objects he is holding/touching, Felix can increase their mass by 1000 times and reduce them down to the mass of a simple feather. Due to the immense strain this ability causes on him mentally, he is only able to use it for three minutes (three posts) before having to deactivate the ability. Not only that but after deactivating it, recovery time takes at least 2-4 minutes (2-4 posts) depending on how many times his mass is manipulated during the minute it's active, 5 switches being the max (1-2 switches, 2 post CD, 3-4 switches 3 post CD, and 5 switches 4 post CD).

(This ability has been upgraded from its 'switch' limit, the duration and it's cooldown (Only able to use it for one minute, recovery time takes at least 3-5 minutes (3-5 posts) depending on how many times his mass is manipulated during the minute it's active, 3 switches being the max (1 time, 3 posts, 2 times, 4 posts, 3 times, 5 posts) from raid #71 reward, 6th of December 2010.)

1 Switch Used, Deactivated, 2 Post CD START

Wind Manipulator[/b] - By using the same principle behind Mass Manipulator, Felix can manipulate the element of wind to his will. When activated, his body will be covered in an armor of wind, causing physical attacks to be redirected, making them glance or miss completely. This wind armor will not provide any innate resistance to Wind Elemental attacks. As for his attacks, they will all be given Wind elemental damage on top of the physical damage Felix deals normally. If attacked directly, an air vacuum will be created afterwards that sucks them in, immobilizing the opponent for one turn (Immoblize). The status effect will not be applied if the opponent is attacked with his katana. This ability has a two post duration, a three post cool down, and CAN NOT be used for one turn after a previous elemental manipulator (this applies to all elemental manipulators). (Added as Unity reward, 8th of August 2011.)

Through rigorous training to gain a better control over the elements, Felix has managed to master the element of Wind. Due to his greater mastery over it, he is now able to also use gusts of wind to give him a degree of aerial movement when airborne. Furthermore, using this ability no longer causes him to be effected by Elemental Exhaustion nor take as long to use it once again. The time it takes to reactivate this ability is now two minutes (2 posts) as opposed to the previous three minutes (3 posts).

1st Post Active

Actions Used

1st Action – Used Mass Manipulator to make the truck light enough and throw it over Gabranth before releasing Mass Manipulator which caused it to land in front of him with the sudden shift back to high mass.

2nd Action – Jumped in the air and activated Wind Manipulator to get into position for the axe kick aimed at Gabranth’s back (although his spinning could cause the blow to hit the shoulder/chest due to the angle of the kick).[/center][/spoiler][/center]

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Terra-Xehanort has been removed from the Raid for not posting within four days.

King Mickey Mouse is next to post in the thread. He has four days.

[mickey]

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At first the words were foreign, but famine, as if spoken by a young girl, but they soon became intelligible. As the small mouse king turned to look upon his observer, he saw the words she spoke take form around her, a strange sort of spell and magic emanating from within her. What power was this? She spoke and the words took form around her, and then she spoke a phrase so simple, so plain. It was a statement of truth, normally, complimenting her earlier statement about speaking the truth in red. Did this girl hold the very power over words at her disposal, or was it something else? Mickey Blinked, mouth open in awe at such power. Even as the words flowed outward and magic seemed to glow within the very area they stood, Mickey was purely amazed, even if this woman wasn’t. “W-wow! I’ve never seen a spell like that before. I don’t know what you did, but that was powerful!” he said, blinking a few times before taking just a few steps closer. Mousey wousey? Was this girl serious. He titled his head at that one, but Mickey shook it away soon enough and put on his famous Kingly smile. “I’m Mick-” Mickey’s introduction, complete with him having extended his hand to shake the young girl’s, had been interrupted by the entry of another. His eyes turned to the sound of that audible clink, clank, clunk. Metal. Armor at that. It was familiar, and brought back memories of his time roaming the worlds with Terra, Aqua, and Ventus. Three of his earliest friends… and friends he dearly missed. But something about this man in armor was different. There was no intention of being friendly here. The man in armor spoke, calling him Judge Magistrate, and then his words became actions. Mickey’s still outstretched hand clenched to a fist and he spun, performing a half moon walk back to bring himself to combat position and ready himself for what the Magister might do. His key blade had been summoned, golden as the sun yet a key to the darkness itself. A paradox in style. Mickey saw the four sickle blades of energy coming, primed ready to push the woman who appeared frail as a mage out of the way before suddenly catching sight of… well, to put it simply, a large truck coming down upon them! Not them themselves, but between himself, the woman, and the armored man. It kicked up old rain and dust on the ground as it landed, catching the four sickle blades and giving Mickey some breathing room. Seeing the Vortex, Mickey grabbed the woma’s arm and quickly brought her to hide behind the truck, out of the suction path of the tornado with luck. He could not see what happened, or who had become their savior, but he had some choice words for this Magister. But he heard another voice speak, and reference a Ms… this woman? Emblem? That was her name? Mickey peeked from above the truck and saw the scene. There was now a rather slim red headed man in the way. From his cockiness and appearance, Mickey might have mistaken him at first for a younger Lea, or one that had long ago decided on a haircut, but this was not Lea. No, instead he referenced himself as the top freelancer for Radiant Garden, Felix… Mickey had not heard of this man, but if he proved helpful, he’d be more than willing to speak with him them, especially if he somehow had gotten this truck to fall between them and their attacker. But focusing now on the armored man, Mickey jumped and stood atop the truck, swinging his key blade before him and pointing at the armored menace. “You call yourself a Judge Magister, a title oft appointed by a King in charge. For a King to have given you this title means a corrupted kingdom for Sure, and I, King mickey Mouse of Disney Castle, will not stand by and let a ruthless Judge dictate people’s fates on nothing more than his mere whim and pleasure. I will see you stripped of your title and brought to serve the very Justice you seek to uphold in your twisted and corrupted way!” Invigorated with the righteousness of a King having seen so called “justice” attempt to be done against falsely accused, Mickey brought his Keyblade arm in close and tight, concentrating for but a brief moment before his body suddenly exploded in a vibrant light, glowing with the Holy White light of magical energy as he bounded off the truck and towards the hopefully now grounded Gabranth. Five balls of Magical energy surrounded the Mouse King, each as white as snow and containing an essence of his holy magical power and protecting him should anyone try and get close to attack by harming them in the very process. Once close, but not too close to Gabranth, Mickey struck, swinging outward and lifting off the air briefly. Once, Twice, Three time he would do this, and each time Gabranth would find a Pillar of Holy Magical light erupting from the ground below, before Mickey would then swing out and upward, three pillars of magical energy erupting around the Magister at once and hopefully forcing the false Judge to succumb to the power of Mickey’s Holy Spell. Only after would the King bounce back in a backflip, closer to the truck, in preparation of any retaliation, should he have survived that. SPOILER: Click to show Abilities Holy: The Ultimate magic spell in Light, Mickey charges the power of light into his body and then surrounds himself with small orbs of pure light energy, acting as a sort of protection for him from enemies by damaging anyone who dares to get in close. From there, Mickey conjures pillars of light to arise from the ground beneath an enemy and damage them, before finishing with a final, massive pillar of light that damages any and all enemies surrounding the tiny mouse king. [4 Post Cooldown] Actions 1st: Grabbed Emblem and pulled her agaisnt the truck's back to prevent agaisnt the Vortex's suction. 2nd: Cast Holy upon Gabranth! [/style]

-- Compliments of PhantomXO of BTN

[youngxehanort]

It seemed that Terra-Xehanort was called off by Master Xehanort before he could contribute to the battle. Regardless of their loss, it would not hinder them that much, though Xehanort was looking forward on working with one of his most recent forms. The battle had already started in the city below. Sitting around in the circle room would not get anything done on his part, so it was finally time to take action. Darkness surrounded Xehanort once more, that familiar howl of the unknown ringing throughout the whole circle room. It is time. Xehanort thought to himself as the portal took him away.

The portal re-opened on top of the Memory Skyscraper. Xehanort looked down at the battle below and noticed three opponents. Two were unfamiliar to him, but the third was. The Mouse King, also known as Mickey Mouse, was there. He was one of the Seven Lights they would fight against if the Princess' could not be obtained. It was unlucky for Xehanort that this fight wasn't taking place at the Keyblade Graveyard, or else he would have been able to start the process. Then again he would of had to obtained his Keyblade again so in a way the battle was more like a taste of things to come.

From atop the building, the assault started. Quickly throwing his hands forward he started casting a spell, the spell was his Meteor attack and it was targeting King Mickey. Although any enemies within the area would also get hurt by the spell, no friendlies to him would have to worry about any splash damage. With the spell cast, Xehanort summoned his Ethereal Blades and dived from the building to the concrete below. As he approached closer to the ground he flipped himself over and landed gently on his feet, almost like a cat would. He then stood there, nodding in acknowledgement to Gabranth.

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SPOILER: Click to show

Actions:

1. Casted Meteor on King Mickey

2. Dived from Memory Skyscraper into the fray.

Moves:

Meteor (Level 4)
Xehanort summons a giant meteor that drops down from the sky to do major damage to all enemies.

Cooldown of 5 posts

[emblem]

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Squeaky voice, those pinch-able ears, and more aspects that made her wonder just where in the world could such a creature have been created? Alcadeius was about to return to her 'giddy' moment with Mickey, until evil had decided to misbehave within the vicinity again. It was this never ending dissidence between those of the light and the abyss walkers that forever perplexed the phantasmal sage. Magical theories and concepts of relative reality conception? Fine. Dandy even! She already was a wielder of magics that surpassed the age of thaumaturgy that many other magicians believed to be true magic. Alcadeius blew away some of the bangs that fell onto her face, too absorbed into her thoughts about the subject to realize the ferocious assault executed by the judge of unknown courts. Possibilities upon empty ends were considered, at least until she was so swiftly scooped up and carried away by... "Mousey wousey? Ara~ You're quite the strong one aren't you?" Alcadeius playfully teased, pinching the arms of Mickey to add to the effect. She noticed a familiar red head, and also gave him a deadpan face with her trademark sarcastic glee! "Yahoooo Felix~ Nice to see you're as macho as everrr~ I don't know rickety tickety over there, but mousey wousey here is a new one!" She wasn't lying either. Though Alcadeius was a strange one, she was second only to Ein Trigger when it came to the ease of making friends. The girl was rather amused by the skillful counter to attacks, as well as the retaliation done by both Felix and mousey. It was pretty good and the the joint assault really left rickety tickety with a poor predicament on his sourpuss plate. At least, until she picked up on a high concentration of magical distortion. Something that broke the conventions of thaumaturgy belonging to many worlds of the fantasy realm. Alcadeius looked up and noticed a falling piece of rock that resembled the meteor spell. In fact, IT appeared too similar to that spell to begin with. The only real difference she could possibly detect was that the rock falling wasn't nearly as massive as other incarnations of the time-space magic had conjured before. Which brought about another perplexing question for the sage: How did that spell even get into her reality time seal to begin with? She was sure that the red truth spoken had prevented time from being distorted, rended, or altered by any means for a short while. Her pride as a magus would not accept anything less. Despite that, it was without a doubt that the rock falling down was within the same class as the destructive finale of the time magic family tree and had mousey wousey as the initial target. Whoever it was that made this phenomenon happen was NOT about to get away with squashing her cute little mousey too! A girl had to get some sort of victory after all! 'Troubling. Someone is messing with my barrier fields perhaps? Aye aye...seems its time for a change in order to handle the matter.' the sage thought to herself, snapping her fingers and spawning a photon gateway decorated in elegant runes. A simple hop through the gates that were summoned via arcane means, and the lavender haired woman with a fickle mind was exchanged for a rather spunky sort of appearance. Sporting a much more tomboyish attire united by a leather belt and suspenders, this Emblem was pretty petite looking in almost every possible way. Bobcut type hair, a hat to keep it classy, nothing too flashy or ordinary, a .50 caliber magnum and a gatling gun attached to her left thigh. Jumping through and grinding the streets upon making her debut was Ein Trigger! The surprisingly capable petite took one quick look at the situation and pieced together what Alcadeius had prepped for her. Sharing the sharp wits of her sage counterpart and the knightly Chevalier, Ein Trigger was known to be a modern field operative with a big heart. That tactical mind set in motion her new action, in the form of a few flaps opening from the top layer of the skin. Ein's beautiful, lavender eyes flashed for a moment, before her entire body image disappeared in a kick of dust. Making a beeline towards Mickey was a jet thruster powered Emblem. Those flaps that opened up on her skin were in fact, openings for her G.N. Vernier system, granting the girl inhuman acceleration equivalent to machines you'd only fantasize within comical realms. It was that sort of sudden acceleration that allowed her to snag Mickey out of Meteor's path and even through the blasts and shards that followed. Ein used her other hand to...blast out a grapple hook to yank Felix along for the ride too. For his case, she retracted her extended hand and brought them at least a good distance away from their assailants. "Ya'll sure do know how to make a lady work for her place in the team gents. I'd say that would've been quite a nasty bruisin' if that ol' rock landed on you Mick. That...was your name ain't it?" Ein spoke in a very THICK country accent. It was almost hilarious at the sudden personality shift from the recently present Alcadeius. She looked on over towards Felix, giving him a rather sturdy pat on the back. Sturdy as in, someone may have lightly sneak attacked him with a haymaker meant to off-balance. To Ein though, her cybernetic strength was nothing out of the ordinary. "And if it ain't Mr. Maximillian! Seems you're quite a showman, but yah gotta watch out for them blast radius! It'd catch you and your pretty locks, and then what would you do then? Ain't gonna snag yourself a pretty daisy if you got the mug worth hiding like them leather wearers or rust bucket there. Catch my drift freelancer?" Ein boisterously cheered, giving off that heavy southern momma feel. There were bits of shrapnel and slight damage that were stuck in her outer skin, but not deep enough to affect the complex circuitry of her limbs. Ein had a bone to pick with these two for trying to mess with her team, and with a quick flick to draw her magnum, she was ready to join the fray! "Let's get'em guys! We got this win in the bag better than a pig tryin' to bathe in its own mudslug! CHEE-YAH!" --------------------------------- Actions Taken: - Utilized Gates of Deus to shift into Ein Trigger! - Ein Trigger invoked the G.N. Vernier Thrusters to get Mickey out of harm's way! Gates of Deus: An ability all forms are capable of using. Originally a technique for Alcadeius to use, this is a dual method technique utilized by all forms. By performing an action of sorts, a gate with light drawn patterns spawns in front of Emblem. Emblem, after traversing the gateway, is capable of switching into one of her different forms. The doorway of energy dissipates after the user crosses it and goes into cooldown. Emblem also utilizes this to traverse between different worlds. The change aspect still applies. [Cooldown]: 2 posts for switch method. G.N. Vernier Booster: Taking advantage of the bionic attachments this deus drive grants, Emblem has hidden jet thrusters located in various places on her body. These thrusters have enough power to grant a sudden boost in speed, rapidly kill momentum, and allow her to hover mid-air for a short while. Vernier boosters are capable of firing off in either constant streams for flight sustainment, pulses for sudden acceleration/stops, or short spurts for minor adjustments in movement. They are not full throttle rocket thrusters, and cannot initiate a take-off from the ground. In order to sustain a flight, glide, or hover, Ein Trigger must perform a physical kick-off or leap from a higher altitude. The G.N. vernier booster is capable of being ignited to augment movement and attack force. All physical attacks boosted by the vernier will automatically follow through, but gain a large damage bonus. Emblem has two located at her hips, one on each shoulder, three angled as a triad around her forearm, two on each shoulder blade, and four smaller thrusters spread from her knee area to the ankle. [Cooldown]: 1 turn (typical mobility) Overheat Gauge: -1/3 Duration: - Red Truth: 'Time Seal' - 1/2 Cooldown: - Red Truth: 1/2 [/style]

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The Staff is Reviewing this Raid!

The battle is over!

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After some voting, we have decided that Dark has won this battle.


The Dark has WON The World That Never Was!


Since Young Xehanort and Gabranth have won, they are awarded 150 munny that will be automatically added to your accounts for use in the Ability/Equipment Upgrade Shop. Congrats!

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Reviews!

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Review #1

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[Damage Taken]
Considering that the darkness's attacks were countered or evaded and it was in conclusive if the light's attacks hit or not this is a tough call to make. There is the possibility that the light's attacks were countered or evaded as well but there is also the possibility that they landed too. There was some damage taken by Felix when he attacked Gabranth but really nothing else from either side. [Darkness]

[Realism]
The only thing that I can really see being brough into question is the lack of acknowledgement on the light's part in regards to the suction of Gabranth's Vortex attack athough I suppose that the truck landing in between Gabranth and Mickey and Emblem could have disrupted said suction. Also Felix exploiting the eye of the vortex, namely being where Gabranth was, and attacking him from directly above was realistic in the sense that there would be no threat from taking damage from suction of the vortex but it was also realistic to take some damage from the spinning blades themselves even from his position. Also it was realistic to have Emblem take some debris damage from the Meteor even though it wasn't a direct hit. It's a hard call since both sides were realiistic in their moves. But I have to make a call. [Light]

[Creativity]
This one is pretty clear to me. Everyone was using their standard attacks but what stood out creatively for me was Felix's use of that truck to block Gabranth's strikes. [Light]

[Overall Winner]
Light

Review #2

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[Damage Taken]
After reading it and the lack of dodging, I think that the Darkness too a lot more damage than the Light.- [Light]

[Realism]
This goes to the Darkness. I have no clue where Felix got a truck in the world that never was... That was very unrealistic in my eyes. - [Dark]

[Creativity]
I didn't see much creativity.- [Neither]

Tie

[Edit]

Since it seems with the lack of staff available to really reply to this raid, I'm going to need to make a final decision for this as I am the tie breaker. I re-read the raid and I want to say that the Darkness won this raid. I re-read the damage and I think that maybe Darkness did do more damage on the Light.

As for the truck, I still think it was an unrealistic move. Yes, Felix could lift it. But it seemed like he went so far out of his way. I just feel it was unrealistic. If I can figure out a better way to word why I believe so, I will edit this post again.

So unless someone that is allowed to review this post (which I am hoping will happen), I am going to say that I agree and that Darkness won the raid.

Dark

Review #3

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[Damage Taken]:The fight itself didn’t get much of a start until Gabranth’s entrance but I would estimate that the assault aimed at Light outnumber the counteract especially when one adds Meteor into the question. Heck, even with Terranort gone, Young Xehanort and Gabranth did some serious damage. I am sorry Felix but I don’t think that spin kick aimed at his back wouldn’t matter even with Wind Manipulator since he’s wearing heavy-duty armor and I actually did grimace from reading that bit. I wouldn’t doubt that he may have broken or sprained his leg from that. - [Darkness]

[Realism]: I am skeptic about Emblem’s Red Truth concerning about knowing to use the time altering and reading abilities in this raid especially if she had never met Young Xehanort until this raid and using it itself to cover the whole area. It would mean that Stopza and Slow and maybe even illusion-based techniques wouldn’t work within these perimeters but that was a bit much.

I do agree with Claire concerning the suction. The Light didn’t acknowledge the suction bit of Gabranth’s technique but throwing the truck in between them would disrupt it though depending on how strong the vortex was, they would still get sucked in. - [Dark]

[Creativity] I found Emblem’s interactions, especially her dialogue, with King Mickey and Felix quite amusing. I would even say it’s cute but then Alti might thwack me for saying that. *laughs* I laughed at Felix thinking he’s the main char of the raid.

The plot concerning the dark such as their intentions for capturing this world and even the meeting before the battle was a bit creative though I wish it was discussed before it started that way it could flesh out. I liked how Jerra handled Terranort’s removal by stating he must’ve been summoned by Master Xehanort for a more important matter. - [Tie]

Overall Winner
Dark

Notes:

~KH Wikia

There is a truck at Memory’s Skyscraper. *nodnod*