Cerberus Cup 6th Round: Whatever vs. Namine

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Cerberus Cup
Sixth Round

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After a furious round of fighting in the fifth round, only three combatants remain out of the original twelve. Everything is on the line in this round, as none of the combatants remain undefeated. The next round we will be down to our final two for our final match, Genesis being one of them! All that is known to the warriors remaining is that the sixth round of the Cerberus Cup has begun!

Posting Order Whatever then Namine

Ends July 20th

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The round had been called and Naminé shook her opponent’s hand. It was strange...the battle was different then the other ones. She never actually saw someone fall on their face before and smile about it. This battle must have been humors to the crowd watching. This…what was it….Azalea? She wasn’t like the other people that Naminé had fought before. Everyone was so serious when it came to fighting….but she seemed to be literally there just to have fun and see what people could do. The memory witch’s eyes that were cast down at the time of the hand shake looked up. Who was this girl? She didn’t seem to care that Naminé was a Nobody either…that was surprising. She had comment and awed at the memory witch during the fight. She wasn’t use to that. For Naminé’s experiences the fights always had a heavy and daunting atmosphere. This one was light and airy…even in spite of the Nobody’s depression. It was fun and for the first time Naminé had the remnants of a smile on her first as she left the arena. “Thank you.”

It was announced that Naminé had won and Megara came running to congratulate her. The memory witch still held her neutral expression. “Oh come on.” The girlfriend of the demi-god said. “You just won. You have to crack a smile for that.” She crossed her arms. Naminé nodded and her hand reached up to touch her shoulder, the one that Genesis had stabbed a round ago. Meg looked done and placed her hand on top of Naminé’s. “Hey.” She started with more sincerity to her voice. “Look at me.” She lifted the young girl’s chin. “It is just a game. Games are meant to be fun. If you aren’t fun you have two choices: One you can quit or you can make it fun; just like she did.” Meg smiled and brought Naminé in for a hug. “Go get’em Wondergirl.” Then she walked off to her seat.

Naminé did the healing waters thing. She heard the announcer that there were only 3 fighters left and the Genesis was one that would be in the final round. Her name was called and she walked to the gate. She could hear the crowd cheering. The gate opened and she walked out into the arena. Her eyes cast down and her expression was unchanging. Once she made it to her spot she looked up and into the Yellow eyes of her next opponent.

“Dark!” Her eyes went wide and she took a step back. “No this can’t be….” She had just recently made friends with the Heartless and now she was going to have to fight him. She was into much shock to even realize that he was standing sideways to her….all of the people she fought thus far have all stood facing her. Had she realized then it might have tipped her off that he might have been hiding something and for him the match had already began.

She knew that he was experienced in fighting fights like these. He was once a slave to this kind of thing. To be honest she really didn’t think he would subject himself to this. She had read the roaster before and had no idea that he was competing. She thought back on the names. “Of Course! Most people call him, Whatever.” It hit her that she started calling him Dark because of their first meeting, but others call him something different. She wasn’t looking for his name and now she was going to have to face him.

Naminé went to raise her right arm but stopped mid way. She looked both confused and scared at her action. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t summon her Keyblade on him. They had discussed before how Keybladers would summon their weapons and wipe out Heartless without a single thought. Naminé completely lost her awareness that this was a tournament and not a real fight…getting stabbed in the arm by a friend can do that to you. She lowered her arm back to her side. The crowd’s cheers fell on depth ears. She stood there and looked at the boy. Her hands curled up in a fist. Was this going to end up doing to her what the fight with Genesis did? What was she going to do now?

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GOOD LUCK TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!! ^O^

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Naminé heard Whatever talking to her. She looked up at him and tried to process what he was saying. She understood that he hated these kinds of battles but didn’t quite understand why he would show up to one to release anger. It seemed to her that it would cause more anger then anything. The Mind of a Heartless was one that she never tapped into before so it was natural for her not to understand. However, just because she didn’t comprehend didn’t mean she couldn’t respect it. After all during their meeting she never thought being part of the darkness and being a heartless could be something that would bring a person peace and yet little by little she was learning many different was from many different kinds of people.

She nodded to the boy and tried to put a smile on her face to make the fight more fun as Meg suggested. But there was no doubt there was a little bit of dishearten feelings behind the smile and it probably looked forced or fake. Her mind was racing trying to figure out how to attempt to win this without causing harm to the Heartless with her Keyblade. She wanted to prove to him that she was the Keyblader that thought before she acted. “I understand and good luck to you too.” She said gentle and still unsure of herself.

Whatever launched the first attack. A bolder was coming at her and there was going to be no time for her to move away with how big it was. She placed her hand up with an open palm like if she was going to try to command the rock to stop. Naminé’s Corridor of Darkness warped in front of her. It was a bit of an old trick to be using like this but she really didn’t feel like getting stoned to death. She used that opportunity to jump out of the way since there was something between her and the stone.

She raised her arm out and with a beam of light Destiny’s Embrace appeared in her hand. She looked sad. “Forgive me.” She pleaded. “But it is all I have to defend myself.” She looked down at the blade and then to the Heartless. Then she did something that she didn’t think had ever been done before…or at the very least never done by a Keyblader to a Heartless. She flipped the Keyblade so that the teeth her facing her. She then rose her other and \ the portal closed. She ran at Whatever with the her one hand on the hilt of the turned around Keyblade and the other hand down at her side. She snapped with the hand that was free and continued to run at the boy. At first it might have appeared as if nothing happened at her snap but when the young Memory Witch got close enough she would swing her, also upside down Keyblade, at his mid section. The swing if her opponent stayed put would have gone right through him. The same would be said if he launched an attack on the Naminé that was before him…it would have simply went through her as she was made of more than data.

The real Naminé would fall out from Data Naminé at the sign of retaliation and attempt to get behind Whatever to bring the back of the blade down in between the part of the neck where the shoulder and the neck meet. Naminé didn’t have much in the way of strength so she would have to aim for the more venerable parts of the boy’s body when making a strike, and now that she was only using the pole of her blade instead of the teeth, this was going have to be more so. At the same time of Naminé’s strike, Data Naminé would have run past or even through Whatever if necessary and join her dopple-ganger.

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Action:
1. Corridor of Darkness to take in the stone
2. Data Naminé decoy
3. Hit with Keyblade to Whatever’s neck

Cooldown:
Corridor of Darkness- 0/1

Duration:
Data Naminé- 1/2

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Naminé stood there for a moment as her Data self stood next to her. She watched as Whatever feel from her stick. She waited to see if he was going to recover alright. The two Naminé’s walked over to place their hand on the boys back as he coughed. The two girls placed their hand at the same spot on his back so no one would be able to tell which was the fake and which was the real unless the boy happened to reach out for one or even stick. She had to admit that she felt bad but at last it wasn’t the teeth of the blade that sunk into him.

He recovered just fine and that was a relief for the Memory Witch. He jumped back and the two Naminé’s stood up with their Keyblades at hand. As the boy started to fire upon them they both ran side by side trying to dodge the bullets. Naturally the bullets that would have stuck the fake Naminé would have gone through her. The two girls then zigzagged through each other as they ran through each other. They then both stopped and turned raising their Keyblades in the air. “Thunder!” they both called out. A bullet grazed the real Naminé’s key wielding arm since she stopped as she was being fired upon. But the same cut appeared on the Data Naminé’s arm as well. They both feel to their knees as the lightning bolts came down showering the area that Whatever was standing there. This was done in hopes that it would make him stop firing at them and knocking the other bullets in progress away.

Both Naminé’s covered the wound with their free hand. They clenched their teeth from the pain, and then they stood up facing their opponent. “Let’s play a game.” They said in unison. Then they broke off to say a set couple of words each. At the same time they raised their Keyblades and the tip would glow flashing different colors that would represent different spells. “We will let you attack without us moving. You can only attack one of us. If you get it right and attack the real Naminé then the spell will not fire from our Keyblade because I will be too busy trying defend. If you attack the fake Naminé then spell will fire and depending how you attack it might give me a clearer shot.” They both smiled sweetly and talked in unison once again. “What do you say? Let’s make this fun Come on, take a shot in the Dark.”

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(Okay so if you want to play Naminé’s game then in the action part I would have rolled a random number. Evens and you get the real Naminé. Odds and you get the fake Naminé. Good Luck. You don’t have to play if you don’t want to. You can go all out on them if you want. In which case you would just attack them both and the Random code will not apply. Please confirm that you are playing. you may continue your attacks afterward if you choice to play. It is up to you)



Actions:
1. Thunder to be used on the bullets and Whatever
2. [#@rand#=4.50489120707445%@]


Cooldown:
Corridor of Darkness- 1/1 can be used
Thunder- 0/1

Duration:
Data Naminé- 2/2 will be disappear my next post

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[atrb=style, background: #111111; border: 5px solid #99983E; border-radius: 10px; opacity: 0.8;] Watching the two girls zigzag through one another was interesting to see. It did make it hard for the Heartless to figure out which was which as he had started to fire bullets at simply both of them. It seemed somewhat pointless to continue firing as he watched the two move and he hoped to intercept them in some manner, I'll need to pay attention to both, though. Then the two girls casted a spell, hearing them speak in unison as they casted a thunder spell was also quite curious, but the Heartless had all the freedom to dodge the attack there as he jumped to his left and let Darkness swirl around his hands. The gun started to enlargen as he slided away and pushed himself back to his feet, gripping the hilt of the Two-Handed Greatsword he was now wielding. At least I jumped away before the weapon fully materialized, he thought to himself, feeling the weight of the weapon and knowing it would slow him down if he was to get attacked again. He then wanted to start moving towards the girls, but they had stopped and spoke to him. A game? He listened to the two as they spoke and looked at the two Keyblades aimed at him. He smiled back as he let go of the hilt of his Greatsword with one arm and aimed it at one of the two girls, "then let's see what I have for you." Darkness swirled around the arm he had stretched out as he casted a spell, then from the swirls, a large boulder was crafted as he fired it from the palm of his hand at one of the Naminé's. Again he had fired a Stonera at the girl. Hmm... He wasn't all too certain if he had aimed for the right one, so he turned his body as he gripped the hilt with both hands again, holding the Greatsword at the front in a defensive position. Actions [1] Dodged the Thunder and summoned the Two-Handed Greatsword. [2] Fired Stonera. [3] STEELGUARD! Sadly, I don't have the uberpowerful Steelguard, so all I can do is take a defensive stance. The Cries of an Item Reinforced Gun: Two posts cooldown. d5 ~ 3: Two-Handed Greatsword: Four posts active. The Cries of a Spell d6 ~ 1: Stonera: One post cooldown.

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The gun was now a sword and the two Naminé’s took a step back as she advanced towards them. The sword seemed to be heavy since it looked like it drooped a bit. “Right.” Naminé thought to herself. However, it would seem that Whatever had decided to play their game after all. He stopped and rose is hand with a smile. The real Naminé watched as he took aim on her. She did her best to keep a straight face as her double did in case he changed his mind and choose to fire on the fake instead. She didn’t want to do anything to give away that she was the real one.

The spell was cast and the real Naminé closed her eyes and stood there excepting her fate. He picked the right one and as promised she would stand there. The Rock crashed into her and knocked her to the ground. The fake Naminé looked at Whatever. “Well done.” She said with a smile as she bowed her head to him and vanished into thin air.

Naminé took a moment and then sat up holding her stomach. She gasped for air and noticed that her Keyblade had been knocked away from her during the attack. “Lucky.” She smiled and tilted her head while trying to catch her breath. She could feel that her ribs were bruised which would limit the amount of movement she could do. “But you know what they say.” She held her hand up in front of her. “What goes around comes around.” A Corridor of Darkness portal opened behind Whatever, and the Stonera that was fired at her at the beginning of the match came hurling out towards its caster. As the giant stone made its appearance; Naminé throughout the hand that she used for the Corridor to the side and her blade beamed back to her in a flash of light. She then thrust the blade into the air just as she seen countless of people do before. “Cure!” A soft green light surrounded her and she could feel the bruising on her ribs lessen. She was surprised she could do it. She was never able to do any other spell rather then thunder before. Was casting simple spells real easier then she thought it was. She didn’t have anything to compensate for losing her range moment so she had to do something about it.

Now with her ribs feeling a bit better, Naminé then dove out of the way just in case Whatever managed to get out of the way of the Stone himself. She really didn’t want to get hit with the rock twice. Then she got back to her feet completely and once again turned the Keyblade so that the teeth were facing her and the pole was facing Whatever.

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Actions:
1.Corridor of Darkness to shot back the old Stonera at Whatever
2. Cure

Cooldown:
Corridor of Darkness- 0/1
Cure- 0/2
Data Naminé- 0/3
Thunder- 1/1 Can be used

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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;]The Heartless blinked a few times at the false Naminé as she congratulated him and vanished with a bow of her head. Okay... He lowered his weapon somewhat at this as he turned his head towards the real Naminé. While he listened, he set his feet back into motion as he rushed towards Naminé. Then when the Corridor was opened and the Stonera came hurling, the Stonera simply vanished as black smoke, dismissed as another Stonera had already replaced it earlier, which was gone now as well. The Heartless wasn't capable of conjuring multiples of a single spell after all. "Perhaps, but my spells are my own," he said as he carried his greatsword at his right side with both hands, "everything I create is created of the Darkness I weave into weapons or spells." He wasn't bothered by the sight of the cure spell she had cast on herself, he simply continued his dash as he tried to speed up, although he was slowed down by the weight of his own weapon. As he got closer, he swung the entire large sword horizontal at Naminé's torso, putting his full strength into the attack in the hopes to send the girl flying away. As his did his cut, he released the large sword with his right hand. He knew full well that he wouldn't be able to keep ahold of the sword with just his left hand while the sword was still in the air of the swing, but he had his right hand already aimed at Naminé as Darkness swirled around his hand. Using another spell, the Darkness instead vanished as his body started to levitate. Curses, the greatsword slipped from his left hand in the attack and turned back into Darkness as it vanished like smoke, much as the Stonera had done. He had activated Levitate and was now hovering above the ground, but in Naminé's direction with the speed from his dash still behind him. Thus, this could cause him to crash into Naminé if she was able to stay standing after the attack or if she dodged by moving backwards, but these are all 'ifs', so it's quite possible that's he's just floating off in a bit of a speed. Actions [1] Unsure if the Stonera bit is considered an action, but if you read the description of the Cries of a Spell, it says there that he cannot conjure more than one of each. So since he had used a second Stonera, the first one had to have vanished already. [2] Sliced at Naminé's torso with the Two-Handed Greatsword. [3] Used Levitate and started to float in Naminé's direction all randomly, still at speed due to his earlier dash. The Cries of an Item Reinforced Gun: One post cooldown. Two-Handed Greatsword: Two posts cooldown. The Cries of a Spell Stonera: Useable again. d5 ~ 2: Levitate: Two posts active. [/style]

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“Alright, Note to self multiple forms of one spell can’t exist at a time for him.” Namine thought to herself. “So unlike what I have learned from both Sora and Felix I can’t use his own magic against him. But there is something else I am not getting here. Why did you use the rock against me again. And despite his sword being big he doesn’t seem like he has the strength to hold it up. Why would he choose a weapon that he can’t wield easily, especially when he is against someone who it light on her feet.”

As he started his charge Naminé glared and stood there without taking a battle stance. Her mind was trying to figure out her question. She did note that his magic and weapons seemed to be a like in their physical appearance, almost smoke like. But the bullets that were shot at her earlier and the giant rock were very much a solid when it hit her. Naminé couldn’t help but wonder.

Whatever made his swing and Naminé jumped up into the air and pulled her knees as close to her body as possible. This allowed her to be slightly higher than the blade being swung at her torso. As the wind of the slash felt and sounded like it was under her, where the middle of her torso would have been, the Nobody stretched out her long legs landing on the opponent weapon and crouched down on the flat blade of the sword. Her Keyblade was still her hand and placed at the one edge of the opponent’s weapon that was doing the cutting so she could use it as a balance and travel with the Two-Handed Greatsword.

Right hand was aimed at her as he had let go of the Sword with it. She wanted to use her Keyblade to fire a spell at point blank range but she knew if she removed her weapon from its current position then she would be sent flying. However, things took a strange turn for the both of them it would seem. The spell that Whatever cast sent him floating in the air. As he did so the sword was released from his hand and turned from a solid into smoke. Naminé fell right through the sword as she kind of predicted.

Namine landed in her crouched position on the arena floor, stood up, and jumped back a few feet. She pointed her Keyblade at the floating Heartless. “Deep Freeze!” She yelled as Sora did when he would cast Blizzard. The tip of her blade started to glow blue and giant ice ball came shooting out of it. Right after the ice was released she spun her blade once and thrust it into the air “Thunder!” She cried. The bolts of lighting were once again sticking the arena as the ice ball flew at it’s target. A few bolts hit the Blizzard ball and shattered it in to smaller sharper pieces and the continued their flight. She because she thought multiple piece has a better chance of hitting and hard to evade, especially when you were in the area.

Naminé was unsure if any of it hit because just seconds after the spells were cast, Whatever came crashing into her. She fell backwards and tumbled a few times her blade once again knocked from her hand. She stopped finally in a upright sitting position. The memory witch blinked a few times with a look on her face that just said…what just happened. She then smiled, followed by giggles, and finally full force laughter. She rubbed the tears out of her eyes from laughing so hard and summoned her blade back to her hand. She stood up and turned to face Whatever with a smile. “You..You are something else you know that?” She said sweetly to him. Despite having to fight a friend again in this fight… this time she was having fun. She was learning new things about the boy she met. For example, it didn’t seem like he had control over his powers. He didn’t pick them. This came about with what he said earlier about “let’s see what I have for you.” Then of all things he cast the Rock thing again. That mixed with his displacement of the weapon that his gun turned into and the Floating thing just now. His powers were his own as he had said but it seemed that his power chose him more then him choosing his powers.

With that being thought of, the fact of the matter is that she didn’t know half of what he could do. Who knew what other things were hiding in the darkness that he could use. But she was interested in finding out. “Let’s see what else you can do.” She said with a snap of her fingers. This time 3 Creepers came from the void. “Will you help me?” She spoke to them and the nodded. “Right. We fight as a team. Be careful.” Naminé and the 3 Creepers took their fighting stances side by side.

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Actions:
1. Jumping up on to Whatever’s sword and riding it (Not sure if that counts…so treating it as an action just in case)
2. Blizzard
3. Thunder

Active:
3 Creepers

Cooldown:
Thunder- 0/1
Blizzard-0/1
Corridor of Darkness- 1/1 can be used
Cure- 1/2
Data Naminé- 1/3

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Namine has won the battle and will proceed

Reviews:

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Damage Taken:

Whatever took a key strike to the neck and most of a thunder/blizzard combo. Naminé got a grazing bullet and a stonera, of which she partly healed. I feel like Naminé got off lighter here, since both of Whatever's injuries were serious whereas Nami's damage was largely superficial at the end of the day. - [Naminé]

Realism:

I felt that Whatever's actions were more organic. Of special note was how badly he fell for Naminé's feint with the data copy; where lesser people might have meta'd their way out, he burned no less than two actions on what he knew was a waste of time. The same goes for defending during that mind game bit, when he knew he could have followed up with something. Runner up goes to Naminé using her keyblade to stand on the sword, rather than just automatically balancing like an anime ninja. Whatever's generosity for the sake of a combatant I can visualize wins out though. - [Whatever]

Creativity:

Naminé was really the spice of this fight. She got a lot of mileage out of that data clone to be sure. I'm usually unsure about corridor antics, but it's hardly the biggest hax I've seen them used for. - [Naminé]

Naminé

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Damage Taken:

Namine did hit him in the neck, but it was with the blunt side of the keyblade. He hit her with the stone and the bullet. He dodge the thunder attack. She did cure herself as well. and Whatever was hit with the magic attack. Though, he did shoot at her at the end of his post. I still think Namine did more damage to Whatever. - [Namine]

Realism:

Some of Namine's movements were a little hard to read at moments. He dodging his broadsword seemed like a little bit of a stretch for me, same with the 'sword ride'. Whatever kept in character and didn't see things coming. - [Whatever]

Creativity:

I'm iffy on the corridor attack since she'd put it off for a few posts. But, I thought it was probably the most creative moment in the post for her attempt. Whatever failed to block the magic with the spiked chain and such. - [Namine]

Overall Winner
Namine

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Been a while since I've done one of these, forgive me if it's less than stellar.

Damage Taken:

Whatever seemed to take more grievous blows than Namine. A Keyblade to the neck is no laughing matter, especially when one happens to be a Heartless (Note: Considering that the Keyblade is explicitly a magical weapon and that it manages to slice through buildings despite being a mostly blunt weapon, I'm ignoring the aforementioned argument.) Namine, on the other hand, basically took a Stonera to the face and even cured it afterwards. - [Namine]

Realism:

Imma go with Nier on this one. The fact that Whatever allowed his character to fall for the feint at all was pretty cool and allowed for a more realistic fight, when he could have just NOPE'd himself away from falling for it. It made it all the more interesting for me.- [Whatever.]

Creativity:

Tough call. Both were pretty creative in their posts and it was an entertaining fight overall. However, I'm going to give this to Nammers, since her character is not canonically much of a fighter and yet she managed to hold her own against Whatever through trickery. She even used a gamble tactic to try and throw him off his game. It didn't work, but A for effort.- [Namine]

Namine