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Post by terranort on Mar 24, 2013 8:31:00 GMT -5
CERBERUS CUP THIRD ROUND [/b][/size][/u][/color] As the fighting continues the first eliminations have occurred. Now, everyone is fighting either to keep their undefeated streak going, or trying their hardest to prevent themselves from being eliminated. The next round features some of the biggest matchups of this tournament, and is sure to house so incredible fights! Posting Order Whatever, then Zidane End Date: April 7th
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2013 9:53:24 GMT -5
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I was created for amusement, to be thrown into the arena, it's all I know, he thought to himself as he lowered his head, now irritated and annoyed. Being reminded of the past angered him, he felt like oblitherating everyone in the stands right now, but then directed his focus to the other side of the arena once more, in awaiting of his opponent.
Slowly he lifted his right arm up in the air as his head tilted completely to the left. A dull look stared ahead, almost empty as Darkness swirled around his arm. Then he tilted his head back while moving his arm downward, the Darkness shaped as he used the Cries of an Item. As his arm moved down, it seemed to pull out a blade from the Darkness, materializing slowly until his arm flopped down and the large Two-Handed Greatsword crushed down on the arena floor.
The Heartless then moved his left arm to the hilt as well and lifted the greatsword up while he took a bit of a make-shift stance. "Hmm..." he tilted his head once more as his opponent arrived and spoke: "best of luck." The massive sword was black and seemed to made of some sort of black smoke or fog. All the weapons he created were simply created from the Darkness and the Heartless had fought with numerous weapons before he became a Heartless and due to his fights after he had grown used to his current weapons, he was good at adapting himself to any weapon he could get his hands on, but even without a weapon he was a pit fighter that was well adapted in unarmed combat.
Actions [1] Crafted the Two-Handed Greatsword. [2] N/A [3] N/A
The Cries of an Item d5 ~ 4: Two-Handed Greatsword: Four posts active. [/style] |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2013 20:39:07 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves
He was so quickly dragged into the next match. He tried to take a rest between matches but he was pumped up and pretty excited. He was just glad that the last fight ended before he put too much strain on his body with Trance. Such a boost in power followed by such a crash would likely strain him if he did not prepare himself for it. He had this though. He has not lost sight of what he wanted. The young man made his way to the arena and made sure to have his Mage Mashers in hand and ready. Idle hands swirled the blades about between his dexterous fingers. The gloved digits soon gripped at his weapons as he stepped into the roar of the crowd.
A deep breathe was taken as the stuffy passageway into the arena opened up. That feeling of being trapped escaped with the sight of the audience and their revving expectations. Behind him his sand-colored tail would flick and raise up in a slight curl and pointed toward his lower back. He was ready to start up and get rolling! The young man soon spied his opponent across the way. Real scruffy looking fellow, but Zidane was no better for the wear. He had managed to tear himself up pretty bad the last fight, and so would remain the tears and slashes across his vest. He had to get a new sleeveless shirt just to not seem sloppy. He would make sure to sew up all that damage later.
His head canted to the side when the fellow wished him well in the fight. The boy grinned and took his position. "Let's have fun!" The boy offered in return, knowing that these matches sometimes got real hairy.
He let his legs slide apart so they were shoulder width. The male would eye up his opponent. He seemed to like heavy blades. Larger blades like claymore and broadswords were pretty clunky and hard to use, but that was no way to start off a fight: making assumptions. He was not going to be the ass! The young man stiffened his body, locking his joints before he charged forward. His blades were kept in the defensive. The blade held in his right hand was held up just at his forehead, vertically: the blade tip facing out toward the audience. The other blade in his left hand was pointed down at hip level, ready in case he needed to drag it up to defend himself.
He wanted to test this fellow's ability and speed with that weapon so he would push forward, only to feint at the last moment if he, in anyway attacked, and would perform a dodge to evade any swing toward his smaller body.
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex Draco[/size] [/div][/div]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2013 7:51:21 GMT -5
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Watching the boy have a rather... wide stance, the Heartless wondered how he fought. He seemed like some sort of youngster to him, he seemed to have two weapons, a pair of blades that seemed somewhat unusual. It did bother him that his opponent had two weapons, thinking back on the last match, two blades just meant faster attacks and combination of attacks. With a single blade, especially the size of this thing he held, it was much harder to defend against. Well, with this stupid thing, the weight is also a minus, he did enjoy the sword somewhat when thinking about past matches where he used it both as a more defensive weapon as well as a support in his martial arts as in kicks and punches.
The opponent came charging at him, which brought the Heartless to crouch his knees somewhat as he moved his arms more upward and the blade more down and sideways. Then pushing himself forward, he figured he'd intercept the charge with a strike as he curved his body a bit sideways as he moved forward before turning his upper body and sliding his left leg forward. He tried to slash at Zidane with the sword. If it went through, it would slash Zidane from his bottom left upward to his upper right, a diagonal slash through his chest. He put most of his strength into his left arm to push the sword through.
Then when finishing the attack, whether blocked or dodged, he let go of the blade with his left hand, letting it fall whichever way while still holding it with his right hand. He instead had Darkness swirl around his arm as he attempted a spell, figuring at this close of range, he'd have a large chance of hitting the opponent with a spell in case he succeeded. Instead, however, the Darkness around his arm suddenly flowed over his entire body as his skin darkened into a dark grey color. His eyes started to shine brighter as if the yellow even took over the whites while even his clothes seemed to darken with Berserk activating.
His left hand then gripped closed into a fist, despite missing two fingers, and he tossed a punch at Zidane with a growl, curving his body with the strike while sliding his right leg to the side.
Actions [1] Attempted a slash with the Two-Handed Greatsword. [2] Activated Berserk. [3] Tossed a punch towards Zidane while curving his body along with the punch. Due to Berserk, the force behind the punch will be somewhat increased.
The Cries of an Item Two-Handed Greatsword: Three posts active.
The Cries of a Spell d5 ~ 2: Berserk: Two posts active. [/style] |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2013 11:40:18 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves The nimble thief had prepared for a counter. As his opponent shifted his body into the attack stage, azure eyes carefully watched the motion of his weapon and peered toward the faint twists the body made when moving. As the massive claymore was sliced through the air he was able to shift his own weight toward the right. His tail curled up toward the left to counter balance his movement. The thief soon found himself attempting to block the strange looking opponent as his fist came up to strike, but this was no attack.
He had pulled his daggers in a cross shape in front of him to block the attack. Instead of his daggers being met wit ha fierce strike, a dark fume filtered from his opponent and swirled over and around him. Damn! Another mage? Of all the luck... He was really getting stretched thin. Even with the breaks between battles there was only so much he could tolerate. His thin brows arched when the punch did not come. This charge up made him dread what was next, and he was not disappointed.
The force of the scrawny fellow's punch hit like a ton of bricks. His head lashed back from the strike and forced him to follow through and roll backwards just to prevent any substantial damage from occurring or leaving himself open to another unexpected strike, Using the force of the punch he dropped back and rolled a good distance away from the fellow. His body rolled on the ground and the thief ended up in a bestial crouch. His tail coiled up, the tip of the sandy limb nearly perfectly pointing toward the top of his head.
His left knuckle rested on the ground and right arm still held out in an attack-ready position. Azure orbs narrowed as a smirk drew itself over his features. This was not going to be an easy fight. He could not simply charge in. He risked getting cleaved in half and this guy had a pretty high offense for a mage. So was he not a mage? By his blade he thought not, but the dark energy that left him.... Some sort of magic wielding knight perhaps? He had to take this one carefully. It was one thing to take a spell and a few blade slices to the body, but he would get crushed with such a heavy weapon. He did not seem to wield it with speed, so that was a bonus, but he had monstrous strength. He rubbed at the underside of his chin with his left arm as he pushed to stand a bit, holding his low stance.
"Pretty good... this'll be exciting." The boy brought his hands together and latched his Mage Mashers together into a single blade. The Ogre came alive as the thief spun the heavy looking thief's blade over his head. The flourish ended with the blade being held at hip level just behind him. His left arm would come up to chest level as he stood with his legs spread. He bounced in place, tail bobbing in tandem. "Here I go!" He ran out toward the far right, making sure to give the offensive beast a wide birth.
He would attempt to dash behind him, the combined blades not hindering his speed in the least, and position himself for his next attack.
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex DracoGeonome| Light | Thief Profile | Normal Form | Trance FormOOC:Love Berserkers, hate them being used on meeee Damage: Bruised cheek Actions: Recovered from stagger, combined Mage Mashers into The Ogre, circled around opponent to move into flanking position [/size] [/div][/div]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2013 13:09:52 GMT -5
[cs=2][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px, bTable] WHY.. AM I HERE? WHAT... PURPOSE? JUST... WHATEVER... |
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| [atrb=style, background: #111111; border: 5px solid #99983E; border-radius: 10px; opacity: 0.8;] While Zidane rolled a fair distance away after his punch, the Heartless pulled his greatsword back up and gripped the handle with his left arm as well. Due to his berserk state, it was not easier for him to wield the blade, but it was still heavy. Putting his strength forward, he lifted the blade overhead as he watched Zidane combine his blades. His body was turned towards Zidane and his legs started to move.
As he lifted the massive blade overhead and behind his back with both arms, his simple movement had turned into a full head-on charge while Zidane had started moving as well. While Zidane tried to circle around him, the Heartless simply continued to rush towards him and seemed to be faster than earlier thanks to his increased strength and speed from Berserk. While running, he continued to growl and almost seemed to foam.
When he could catch up to Zidane, the Heartless seemed to make a full leap at Zidane and swung the sword from behind his back at full strength over his head at Zidane as if he wanted to split his opponent into two. Even if his blade simply crushed the floor, his hands immediately let go off the handle as it crashed down when he was sure if it had hit or not. With his hands freed from the blade, the greatsword vanished into Darkness as it seemed to vanish like smoke, and his both hands formed fists while his feet pushed himself forward in a straight manner, quickly the Heartless started a Flurry Combo by combining five quick punches starting and ending with his right fist. Pulling his fists back and forth aimed at face, stomach, chest, shoulders. While doing so, he kept himself into motion if it was possible, not wanting to loose his speed from the charge. It was in case Zidane backed away or tried to dodge in which case he would turn his torso after him.
As he finished his combo, he continued his rush and if Zidane was close enough, he finished his series of attacks as he hit first one foot quick to the ground followed by the other as he tried to stabilize himself as fast as possibly. Due to having no blade and his speed still increased by Berserk, he could do this in a quicker manner than usual, but the strength behind his current state wasn't added in this attack as he performed Full Thrust. With a loud roar he pulled out full force as he tried to punch Zidane in the stomach with the strength of an Ultima spell, which would surely sent the boy flying if he managed to hit him full force.
Actions [1] Charged at Zidane and brought down a full swing of his Two-Handed Greatsword while still under the effects of Berserk's increased strength and speed. [2] Followed this immediately by a Flurry Combo to continue an attack streak, also this has Berserk's state added to the attack. His greatsword vanished when he started this attack. [3] Ending his assault, he performed Full Thrust, his currently strongest attack. A strike where he pulls out all his strength while gaining a debuff called Exhausted. This doesn't get Berserk added to the power due to the nature of it being as strong as an Ultima or Meteor spell, making it just below the power of a Limit Break. Exhausted state makes 'Whatever' only able to use one action during the time he's affected by this debuff.
The Cries of an Item Two-Handed Greatsword: Two posts cooldown.
The Cries of a Spell Berserk: One post active.
Raw Fighting Style Flurry Combo: One post cooldown. Full Thrust: Four post cooldown.
Debuffs Exhausted: One post affected.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2013 15:04:33 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves His actions seems to have drawn the warrior into a blind rage. That behavior.... it was something he recognized. The eyes and bestial snarls. The action he had done earlier... it was likely a spell to place him into this sort of trance. This was pretty dangerous. He never removed his eyes from the warrior so when Whatever charged him. He cursed out and made sure to quickly respond. The massive claymore came for his head. Luckily he had switched to his longblade so would move to raise the sword up, holding the center handle at both ends to block the downward strike. It was damaging. The force of the attack had caused his knees to buckle, so the thief tried to respond by locking his joints.
It was too much! He was forced to jump back, the massive blade boring into the ground and sending up a plume of dust. Zidane pulled his arms up to protect his eyes from the cloud. His left hand gripped his blade and the other hand crossed in front of the sword. Before he knew it a strike contacted against his body. He stiffened on the first strike and took in each, following lash toward his form. The Flurry of Blows made direct contact. The smaller male did not risk moving, lest unsettle his tightened abdomen and absorb more damage than he needed to. Whatever's final attack made contact and Zidane was sent rolling back. He stabbed The Ogre into the ground to help reduce the friction from the roll and ease him to a more complete stop. He really hated taking hits, but damn better the fellow's fist than that monstrous weapon he called a sword!
Zidane pulled The Ogre from the ground and pushed to stand. The boy coughed up a bit of blood, but he could feel it stirring. He raised his hand and pressed it to his stomach before he spat the blood to the ground and cleared it from his throat. This guy was rabid. No better than a raging Behemoth! Zidane was not going to give him a chance to respond with more attacks. The adrenaline rushed through his veins. He had confidence he could do this, he just had to keep the fighter from his blade. He was not expecting the power behind the attack. He cast something on himself that likely boosted his strength and put him in this faux trance-state.
He brushed the remaining smear of blood from his lips with his wrist, staining the bandages he had bound to keep his stealing hands stiff and free to move without overpulling the tendons. The last attack seemed to the energy of his opponent, so he would not miss this chance. With The Ogre at his full length the smaller male would thrust out the blade, wincing a bit at the bruise on his rib. The two, combined blades were about arm's length at each end, so the thrust would give him an extra arm of reach from his own stretch. He would follow through the action and slash his blade upward, easily able to wield it one handed with its unchanged weight from the dagger shape. That did not mean he needn''t balance the motion.
He did so by curling his tail toward Whatever and himself, the extra limb creeping around his own left leg as his right leg drew back along the ground, keeping him stable, and the left stood to anchor his body before he made motion to flip back and away, using the momentum of the arching strike, to launch his small body away from the drooling maniac,
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex DracoGeonome| Light | Thief Profile | Normal Form | Trance FormDamage: Bruised cheek and ribs Actions: Blocked the Blade's Cleave with The Ogre, Struck toward Whatever with his blade attempting a two-hit combo with the Thrust and Upward Slash. Tried to back flip and put distance between them. [/size] [/div][/div]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2013 15:36:28 GMT -5
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When Zidane came at him and thrusted his sword, the Heartless didn't really bother himself with the attack as he continued to move forward, trying to start a charge. His vision wasn't optimal in his current exhausted state, but in his state of berserk, he didn't even care for the wounds as he seemed to ignore them while Zidane's next attacks slashed through his body as well.
When Zidane jumped back, the Heartless had finally started to get a little more stable as he managed to charge forward at the opponent again. He leapt forward as he brought both arms up above his head before trying to use his jump in his attack. The Heartless jumped at Zidane and let both arms fall down at the opponent, trying to hit him full force down to the ground.
After this, the Heartless stumbled a bit back as his darkened skin seemed to fade away and his eyes turned back to normal. His Berserk then ended as the Heartless looked somewhat confused around himself. "I... seriously... feel... like... crap..." he said slowly and exhausted as he continued to stumble back, sweat had broken loose as he looked tired at Zidane.
Actions [1] Attacked with a jump where he slammed both fists down at Zidane. [2&3] Not available due to Exhausted status.
The Cries of an Item Two-Handed Greatsword: One post cooldown.
The Cries of a Spell Berserk: Ended / Three posts cooldown.
Raw Fighting Style Flurry Combo: Useable again. Full Thrust: Three post cooldown.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2013 18:19:19 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves Zidane's motion was able to go through, but this crazy fighter did not seem to care about the wounds that tore into his flesh. Such unbridled ferality could only be matched by roving hordes of Bandersnatch! Whatever leaped into the air and Zidane watched as he flew down to strike him. Shit, this was going to hurt. Though the Thief could easily dodge such a clear and honest attack, he choose not to. He braced himself. When the fists crashed down the boy gripped The Ogre's hilt and embedded it into the ground.
He felt his heart pounding in his chest. Whatever had stumbled back and at the same time Zidane stumbled back from the force of the whiplash. The damage spurred him forward. Soon his tail began to take a bright, pink hue and frizz up as the fur bristled. His blonde hair turned a similar hue as this strange fur began to coat his entire body.When his Trance activated, the boy charged forward at the wobbly Whatever. His body slowly began to regenerate the incurred damage.
"You're gunna feel worse soon!" He pulled back his blade as he charged and when he was about a foot away from his opponent he drew back his blade to strike and attack. The Ogre had a longer reach than the Mage Masher so it provided him with a definite advantage in distance.
The both hands gripped the handles as he drew down at Whatever from the right, downward. Weather or not the attack hit the boy would release a sudden burst of physical energy. With this action he exhaled and would use the close range to release Grand Lethal. The energy would lance from his body and force out in a full field of damage that would catch any within the circle of his field.
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex DracoGeonome| Light | Thief Profile | Normal Form | Trance FormDamage: Bruised Rib slowly healing Actions: Used Trance, Charged to attempt to slash at Whatever and used Grand Lethal Skills Used: Trance 0/5, 0/4; Grand Lethal 0/3 Latent EX Regeneration [/size] [/div][/div]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2013 14:33:53 GMT -5
[cs=2][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px, bTable][STYLE= background: #000000; height: 205px; width: 205px; padding: 10px; margin-left: 1.5px; margin-bottom: -12em; border: 5px solid #000000; border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px;] [/style][STYLE= font-weight: bolder; font-size: 28pt; font-family: garamond; text-align: justify; margin-left: 240px; letter-spacing: -4px; text-shadow: -1px -1px yellow, 0.7px 0.7px #333; border-bottom: 5px solid #000000; width: 200px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-bottom: 30px; color: #000; line-height: 24px;]WHY.. AM I HERE? WHAT... PURPOSE? JUST... WHATEVER...[/style] |
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| [atrb=style, background: #111111; border: 5px solid #99983E; border-radius: 10px; opacity: 0.8;][style=font: 7pt arial; line-height: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 7px; text-align: justify; color: #ABABAB; width: 400px;]Black smoke was rising from the wounds of his body as the Heartless staggered a little back. Having been in a berserk state, he hadn't really any clue what all had happened. He had gone through this state several times now, being wounded was something usual after the state especially against an arena opponent or other fights that had him locked in combat. When he entered the state in a forest, he ended up with less wounds and in a better position, so he had grown to adapt to what state his body would be in afterward. However, he hadn't really felt as exhausted as this time.
While he had recovered a little from the state, the Heartless kept his eyes locked upon his opponent that responded on his utterly stupid line that he had uttered when coming out of the berserking state. Oh, great, seems I pissed someone off, he thought, almost wanting to grin at the thought. It was possibly how some Heartless would've liked things, but he wasn't sure if it put him into any good position, ah well, he stared at the strange form the opponent had entered. The young man had started with a tail, but now he seemed to have turned into some sort of animal... or hybrid...
The opponent had charged at him as he tried to stand more stable on the ground. He quickly lifted his left arm before him. He didn't stretch the arm, but actually held it so that his fist was at face-height and his lower arm was straightened while it stood completely vertical. Then Darkness gathered around the lower arm, but before he casted anything he lifted his right arm as Darkness swirled around his hand and shaped a new weapon. Using his knowledge of his spells, he used both the Cries of an Item and the Cries of a Spell after each other for optimized results just before Zidane's first strike.
In his hand several links started to shape as his Spiked Chain materialized in his right hand. At his left arm, the Darkness simply dissipated as the Heartless felt Extension activating. Crap, he thought annoyed to himself when he used his left arm to defend himself against the attack. It did cut into his arm and black smoke started to rise from the wound, but at least he defended the rest of his body.
He noted that the opponent wasn't done with that when Zidane moved in closer. When he saw the sudden energy, the Heartless brought his other arm also up despite holding the chain still. Using both arms to try and take as much damage of Zidane's attack as possible as he got beaten a bit back from the hit. Right, he thought as he immediately moved his arms forward again as he tried another spell. This time his feet started to leave the ground as he started to float with Levitate.
So much for that...
Actions [1] Tried to use a spell and a weapon at the same time for defensive reasons while taking on an one-armed defensive stance. He created the Spiked Chain and used Extension to allow it to leave his touch instead. [2] Took up both arms to try and minimize the damage from Grand Lethal. [3] Activated Levitate.
The Cries of an Item Two-Handed Greatsword: Useable again. d4 ~ 3: Spiked Chain: Four posts active.
The Cries of a Spell Berserk: Two post cooldown. d4 ~ 3: Extension: Two posts active. d3 ~ 2: Levitate: Two posts active.
Raw Fighting Style Full Thrust: Two posts cooldown. [/style] |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2013 12:43:39 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves What was this guy? He took those hits without even flinching! It was pretty horrifying. It was mi;d;y unsettling. This guy was some tank for someone so skinny! Guess he could not make assumptions and make an ass out of this guy and him, huh? As the force of his attack dissipated and the thief landed from his backflip he noticed the fellow had did his best to brace for the force he put behind it. Shit this guy was a tough one! It was hard to gauge of he was even doing any damage beyond those creepy wounds that hissed a black Mist. It really unsettled the Gaian thief.
He shook the thoughts from his head. He could not help but notice now... where had his other weapon gone? Could this guy call his weapons somehow, like that Death Mage? He has been meeting some extravagant people as of late. It showed off how big the worlds really were compared to his narrow experience. He smirked and gripped The Ogre tightly. Well there was only one way to experience the world as it was made to. Zidane held the Ogre to his right side, at hip level, legs sliding out to his shoulder's width. His left hand was held outward in as if he was focusing an attack in that fist. His tail curled to the left side of his body before he kicked off and charged.
He would seemingly reach his left hand up to grab the now levitating Whatever, but in the same motion he would draw The Ogre upward from its downward position into an upward slash, wrist twisting to move his hand to now rest on the underside of the hilt's horizontal position. The action was deceptive sleight of hand. Where he meant to put focus on the reaching motion of his outstretched left hand, he was, in actuality, drawing The Ogre into his left from the right corner.
His left had would grip the blade and kick off the ground at Whatever. Zidane pushed all of his speed into the attack so he could draw his full weight into the strike. He twisted his body with both hands gripped at The Ogre's hilt. And like a sportsman striking a stick at a ball the thief would put all his force into the swing, body slowly regenerating the injury in his ribs, making this motion much easier. Whether the strike contacted or not he would continue his motion into an Aerial roundhouse kick to help twist his body and allow him to land on his feet and left hand acting as anchor. His right hand would be holding The Ogre back and above the height of his hip.
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex DracoGeonome| Light | Thief Damage: Light Bruising Actions: Charged whatever and proceeded to try and feint him with a sleight of hand action. He attempted an Aerial hit-combo consisting of a half-circle strike from the Ogre and a roundhouse kick. Tried to successfully land after the motion facing Whatever. Skills Used: Trance 1/5, 1/4; Grand Lethal 1/3 Latent EX Regeneration[/size] [/div][/div]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2013 4:45:01 GMT -5
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When seeing the fist attack, the Heartless did hold the chain bit between his arms stretched out and a bit sideways, but kept his eyes on Zidane's movements while he floated slowly backward. Seeing the boy went seemingly to grab him, he started to turn in the air. Not turning his back towards Zidane, but turning his lower body to right and upwards as he started to move his entire body to start levitating upside-down. However, the boy had started an attack with the blade and keeping his eyes focussed, he used the stretched part of the chain to intercept the blow. The full force Zidane pressed into the attack pushed the Heartless away, but while the force was still there, he let the stretched part linger and brought quickly both hands together behind the blade.
There he gripped with his right hand a part of the chain from the left side and tried to lock the opponent's blade in the chain. This would stop Zidane's next attack, and if not, he would try to catch the next strike, and only leave him with the aerial roundhouse kick, which he would use to try and pull the blade from Zidane's hands. With both hands on the chains, his was trying to jerk on the blade while Darkness started to gather at the Heartless' forehead. Then suddenly a sphere of Darkness was fired from his forehead at Zidane as he used the Dark spell. If the spell missed, it would split into two and then curve around as it would home in on Zidane and possibly fade before it can get back to Zidane. If the catching all failed, he would simply be flying a bit from the kick.
Actions [1] Caught the Ogre in the Spiked Chain and tried to bind it in his chain. [2] Trying to jerk the blade from Zidane's hands. (If Action 1 went through.) | Repeat Action 1. (If Action 1 failed.) [3] Used Dark from forehead. (If catching [1 or second 2] went through.) | N/A (If catching failed.)
The Cries of an Item Spiked Chain: Three posts active.
The Cries of a Spell Berserk: One post cooldown. Extension: One post active. Levitate: One post active. d4 ~ 2: Dark: Two post cooldown.
Raw Fighting Style Full Thrust: One post cooldown. [/style] |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2013 12:26:50 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves The battling thief cursed when he felt The Ogre lurched from his grip. His fur covered fingers were sensitive to the misguided touch of his opponent's action. He had never faced a Chain weapon before so was unaware of its diversity. It would seem like a difficult weapon to control. Caught mid-attack the thief had twisted his body to try and follow-through with his kick, but a shocking event caused his blue eyes to widen.
"Shit!" He thought harshly as he moved to right his body. This fellow was abnormal! Absolutely abnormal! His spells were unlike anything he had ever seen. He could not even categorize the type of magic being used. It really startled him for a moment. At the last moment he twisted his body in the air and kicked off of the force of his own ki, allowing himself to Dodge Jump at the last second, barely scraping against the Darkness blast.
He landed on the ground, weapon removed from his hands, leaving him barefisted. He was alright for now so long as he remained in Trance, but that would not last long. The adrenaline could only course through his veins for so long without causing long term damage. He remembered what happened if you pushed your body through Trance too long... It was unnatural and could easily obliterate what remains of your lifeforce. The second the thief landed he would respond to his aerial opponent. He had to know The Ogre from his hand again.
The Thief pulled back his arms, cupping his hands together. "HUAH!" The pink-furred creature lunged back into the air as a vibrant force of ki began to surround him.
A multitude of colored spheres of energy began to form around him. His eyes were focused, not on Whatever, but The Ogre. His target seemed to be that, but at the last second he looked up and grinned at his opponent. Meo Twister erupted from his body. The spheres of energy launched toward Whatever like homing strikes. Zidane spun himself in the air and controlled the swirl of ki, creating a torrent of energy that forced the forms of energy to swirl forcefully, granting them momentum.
The crazed look in his eye was a disheartening thing to see, but the taste of battle was fleeting., Its excitement was transient for the boy. Once he walked away from a fight, that's where it stayed. Although he took each battle as a new experience, these arena fights were completely different. They were fun and a way to meet others who could communicate with their fists. He grew up with this understanding. In the streets, the only way to really know who stood by your side was to get into a bloody fist fight with them.
So he was ready to make some new friends, or enemies. He would attempt to finish off Meo Twister by trying to land a hook punch in Whatever's face and temporarily ground him.
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex DracoGeonome| Light | Thief Profile | Normal Form | Trance FormDamage: Darkness burn on side, disarmed Actions: Partially dodged hit from Whatever's Darkness, Used Meo Twister and attempted a hook punch Skills Used: Trance 2/5, 2/4; Grand Lethal 2/3, Meo Twister 0/3, Latent EX Regeneration, EX Dodge Jump [/size] [/div][/div]
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2013 16:00:23 GMT -5
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[cs=2][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; background-color: #000000; border: 5px solid #000000; border-radius: 10px, bTable]
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Looking at the pink opponent, the Heartless did wonder what kind of being he was fighting. Seeing the opponent's movements, he raised an eyebrow when the boy made his shout and spun at him. He removed the chain from the blade he had caught and started to spin the chain around with his left arm while holding it with one ring. In his right hand, he took hold of the blade at what seemed to be the handle.
The sudden grin from the opponent as the energy spheres were launched. He grinned back and then opened his mouth as Darkness spewed out. The Darkness took shape of a large rock that covered the Heartless' full body as he fired Stonera forward from his mouth, trying to use it as a shield. However, the spheres seemed to fly all over the place in a torrent at him and some of it did hit the Heartless as he felt some blasts crash into his body.
Then suddenly the boy had come at him and hit him in the face, right, as he went down, he spun his body to the right in an attempt to try the boy with the chain. As he was hit, he also felt the effects of his levitation ending, so he was falling towards the ground in the same flow.
Actions [1] Blocked some of the Meo Twister with Stonera. [2] After the hookpunch, tried to twist his own body to try and hit Zidane with the Spiked Chain. [3] N/A
The Cries of an Item Spiked Chain: Two posts active.
The Cries of a Spell Berserk: Useable again. Extension: Ended. | Three posts cooldown. Levitate: Ended. | Three posts cooldown. Dark: One post cooldown. Stonera: One post cooldown.
Raw Fighting Style Full Thrust: Useable again. [/style] |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2013 10:39:11 GMT -5
Jovial Prince of Thieves If not for the past few oddities that came from this fellow, this next move would have certainly sent him for a loop. He literally, barfed stone. The fellow's strange manner of casting magic was troubling to follow, but he had to respond to the best of his ability. Meo Twister failed to hit at its fill force, this bit of Stone-summoning magic deflecting a grand majority of it. He would reach up and grab onto teh Stone shield used by the other. He pulled himself over it and would manage to land his punch. He sneered a bit at the fact that this fellow had taken The Ogre from his hands. He would have to gain himself a bit of training when it came to keeping his blades handy. Oh, there was an idea!
The thief would launch himself down toward the falling Whatever, going a bit father since his drop was not assisted by a fading float or levitation spell. He held out his hand and pushed out his ki once more. He deepened his focus, on what looked like Whatever. His eyes actually focused on where Whatever would, hopefully, land. Several runes would pull around a semicircle that cut the field in half. He pulled his hand back as the energy began to fill his body.
"Heh...let's light things up! Hiya!" The male released the focused energy which would swell up in an elemental force of Fire. The wall of fire rose from the runes. The wall of flames would soon collapse in on themselves and wash over the field in a sea of fire as the Tidal Flame would destroy everything in its path.
He wanted to throw the mage for a loop. Tidal Flame was his only elementally attributed ability and he would set destruction upon the place of battle, if only to stun his opponent. If the male dodged it, or was washed away in the fires, Zidane retained the ideals for his plans coming to fruition. When Whatever landed, the boy would drop to the ground and charge at him with his full speed, the advantage of his smaller, armorless form. He would reach out to push his palm out and feint a blocking or push motion before he would try to twist his entire body as he right hand came out with a thrusting force to Steal back his own weapon.
Of course to keep from foolishly leaving himself open, succeed or fail of the attempted Steal, he would dash to the side and keep running off like a madman, or whatever-the-hell-he-was.
"Sometimes, you can't think everything out. You have to listen to your heart."
credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex DracoGeonome| Light | Thief Profile | Normal Form | Trance FormDamage: Minor Darkness burn on side, disarmed Actions: Used Tidal Flame, Attempted to use Steal on The Ogre, runs passed Whatever regardless outcome Skills Used: Trance 3/5, 3/4; Grand Lethal 3/3, Meo Twister 1/3, Tidal Flame 0/3, Latent EX Regeneration, EX Dodge Jump [/size] [/div][/div]
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