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Yume
Daughter of the Creator

Lightbulb Rurouni Taikai: The Eternal Dream (aka the Survivor Tournament) - Round One

Hanging by threads of palest silver
I could have stayed that way forever
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to touch me
I lose what I love most
Did you know I was lost until you found me


Final Fantasy Online Presents
A Random Insanity Production


Stroke of luck or gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and all around me, falling


Rurouni Taikai: The Eternal Dream

You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me


Featuring Characters from Chrono Trigger, Super Mario RPG, Front Mission...

Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and all around me, falling


Final Fantasy Adventure, Secret of Mana, Seiken Densetsu 3, The Legend of Zelda...

Stroke of luck or gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now
Don't ask me why
Don't even try


Lunar: Silver Star, Lunar 2: Eternal Blue, Dragon Warrior III, Shadowrun...

Stroke of luck or gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me now
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down all around me, falling


Phantasy Star IV, and the Final Fantasy series.

Falling...falling...falling...falling...falling...falling...falling...falling

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Chapter 1: Dreaming of Dreams

The inside of the sphere was lit only by the capsules lining it’s walls, which all glowed with the same eerie green light. The room would have been a xenobiologist’s dream, for within each one was a different being, and while some were just human, others were decidedly different. Over on one wall was a capsule which appeared to contain an elven princess, while across from her was an enormous turtle with a dragon-like head. Near the bottom was a huge bird-like creature dressed in robes, and in the capsule next to it rested a small animal covered with white fur, with leathery wings protruding from it’s back.

All of the occupants of the capsules were perfectly motionless, being held in a state of suspended animation. None of them knew where they were, and none of them ever would; in their eyes, the teleportation would be instantaneous. For now, they slept a dreamless sleep. A sleep Yume envied more than anything.

I wonder what their dreams are when they sleep normally, she thought as she floated in the centre of the sphere. Do the dreams have meaning, or are they simply flights of fancy? Are they happy dreams? Sad? Frightening? What does one dream about when your life is your own?

She floated over to a male dressed in the garb of a ninja and a female in green. Do you two dream of each other? Are your dreams of love, friendship, or something more than both? She moved a bit to the left, to look in on an blue-skinned swordsman. Do you dream of bloodshed? Is it the wars of your past you dream of, or do you imagine future battles that you may take part in?

She continued floating in front of the capsules, thinking about each one, wondering what their dreams were. What simple dreams entertain you as you sleep, creature of the mountains? What dreams do the darkness produce, clown? Do you dream solely of revenge, bird man, or are there other dreams as well?

Finally, she floated back to the centre of the room. I said that with my gift, you would be able to make your dreams come true. What you don’t know is... if you win, you may not have any dreams left, save those that are shown to you... She wiped a tear from her eye, and spoke aloud. “I’m sorry, but I can’t live my life without dreams. I hope whoever wins will understand...”

White energy started to gather around Yume, growing brighter by the second. Yume threw her arms wide, and in bright flash, she was gone. Along with all of the occupants of the capsules.

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Anne hurried down the second-floor hallway of Balamb Garden. Oh, how could I have left my bag in Mr. Beram’s classroom? she asked herself as she ran. He’s going to chew me out for interrupting his class. But I need those notes for Advanced Paramagic...

Reaching the door, she noted that a woman’s voice came from inside. A substitute? But he was just fine an hour ago... she thought as she opened the door, and laid her eyes on the strangest class she had ever seen in her 8 years at Balamb Garden. The class consisted of almost 40 people, a far cry from the average class size of 18, and while some looked like they could be students, there were others that weren’t even human, but seemed to be some form of Shumi.

As Anne entered, a man dressed as a clown stood up and let out a laugh that chilled her bones. “Vwe-he-he-he! I get the first kill!” He raised his hand and red energy started to gather around it.

“Kefka! Sit down right now!” Anne turned, and saw that the words came from the ‘teacher’, a slender girl about her age wearing a purple kimono and a long katana. As she stood there, speechless, the girl turned to her. “Class is in session, Anne. Shouldn’t you be somewhere?”

“I-I left m-my bag here b-b-before lunch, Ma‘am...” Anne stammered as she looked around nervously.

“Well, go and retrieve it, and then get to class.”

“Y-yes, M-Ma’am.” Anne walked down the single long aisle, aware that everyone was watching her as she made her way to her seat. When she got there, she found that a large white creature was sitting there, looking not at her but at the colourful screen in the desk. “Umm... excuse me, but h-have you seen my bag?”

The ape-like creature turned away from the desk and gave her a look of confusion. “Bag? Me no see bag. You say it here?” The creature looked around him. “No. Me no see bag. Sorry.”

“Umaro, perhaps you’re sitting on it,” the girl in purple called from the front.

“Oh. That happen lots. Me squish lots of things when me sit down. Me never look.” With that, Umaro got up and sure enough, Anne’s bag was sitting on the square, squished almost flat. The gentle giant picked up the bag and held it out to Anne. “Me sorry. Me no mean to squish girl’s bag.”

Anne stared at the bag for a second, then grabbed it and ran for the exit. The door had just closed behind her when a fireball collided with it, leaving a heavy scorch mark. “Son of a submariner! I almost had her!”

“Kefka!” Yume yelled, and the anger in her voice was enough to give even the mad clown pause. “Sit down and stop trying to kill people!”

As Kefka reluctantly took his seat again, Yume went up to the blackboard. “Now, to prevent further incidents like this, I’d like to lay a few ground rules.” She picked up a piece of chalk and started writing on the board at an incredible speed. Once she was done, she flicked her wrist, and the chalk suddenly became a extendable pointer.

“Number One: Do Not Kill Civilians,” Yume began, pointing to what she had written for emphasis. “Now, I understand that some people may take objection to your fighting, and will try and stop you. However, while it is perfectly fine to stop them, and even to harm them to prevent it from happening again, I want you all to stop short of killing them. Some of them may be vital to this reality, and I don’t want your actions to have long-lasting repercussions.”

“Number Two: Do Not Leave This Area. Not that that’s much of a choice for those of you that can’t fly, seeing as we’re currently floating in the middle of the ocean. Again, this is to prevent long-lasting repercussions.”

“Number Three: Put Out Your Best Effort. I know that this goes without saying in a tournament of this magnitude, but I feel it should be said anyway. Do not sit idly by while others fight, for you are sure not to win the tournament in that fashion.”

Yume stopped speaking as a siren began to blare throughout the Garden. “Ahh, that would be our friend Anne informing the school authorities of our presence. I sure hope that you’re all prepared to fight an army. Good luck, and may the best warrior prevail.” With that, she opened the door to the room, and watched as the contestants filed out, fights already breaking out as they left. When she was alone, she sat down in the comfortable chair behind Mr. Beram’s desk, and stared out the windows at the back of the room. Well, Saint, I’m following in your footprints. I can only hope that you would be proud of me...

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JonJonB - Gogo from Final Fantasy VI, Noble
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Kyo - Duran from Seiken Densetsu 3, Noble
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Ufo Z - Kefka Palazzo from Final Fantasy VI, Dark

Sidekicks
Anoat - Bowser from Super Mario RPG, Shadow
Dareon - Ito Ogami from Shadowrun, Shadow
Darkken - Koren from Seiken Densetsu 3, Dark
Fentom - Cid Pollendina from Final Fantasy IV, Rogue
FFGnome - Palom of Mysidia from Final Fantasy IV, Noble
KuPoMoG - Shadow from Final Fantasy VI, Shadow
Nif - Randi from Secret of Mana, Noble
Onyx - Bartz Klause from Final Fantasy V, Rogue
Soujiro Seta - Queen Zeal from Chrono Trigger, Shadow

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Round One Location: Balamb Garden (Final Fantasy VIII)
Begin Time: 12:00 PM MST, Monday Afternoon
End Time: 12:00 PM MST, Tuesday Afternoon
Special Rule: Described Votes Only

Balamb Garden is the world’s foremost military academy. Children can enrol from the age of 5 until the age of 15, and they can graduate at any time between the ages of 15 and 19. Alumni are placed in armies around the world. To fund itself, Balamb Garden dispatches SeeD, an elite mercenary organization made up of the most exceptional students.

Balamb Garden has four main floors. The first floor is by far the largest, and consists of a large pathway which circles the elevator pillar. The pathway is suspended over a very large fountain. Hallways lead from the main pathway in each of the eight cardinal directions. To the south is the main gate, which isn’t very useful seeing as the Garden is in the middle of the ocean. Clockwise from there, you’ll find the infirmary (resident physician: Dr. Kadowaki), the Quad (a outdoor common area for students, with a balcony overlooking the sea), the cafeteria (the hot dogs are very tasty, but almost impossible to obtain), the dormitory (a large structure containing enough rooms to house the entire school), the garage (there are several cars in here, but they won’t be of much use while at sea), the training area (a wild jungle area filled with real monsters, including the plant-like Grats and the mighty T-Rexaur), and the library. The second floor holds all of the classrooms, and a door that leads to the upper balcony. The third floor holds what was formerly Headmaster Cid’s office and living space, but has since become the cockpit of Balamb Garden. The basement holds the NORG Pod, which is where the former owner of Balamb Garden, Master NORG, used to reside.

The entire campus has been peaceful since the defeat of Ultimecia, and nearly every student enrolled in Balamb Garden is currently present. You’ll encounter a range of students, from junior classmen to members of SeeD, but all of them have at least some form of combat training. Squall, Rinoa, Quistis, Irvine, Selphie and Zell are all present, and even Seifer, Fujin and Raijin managed to get back into Garden. Headmaster Cid Kramer and his wife Edea can probably be found in his former office. And just about every single one of these people will take offence to 60-odd strangers suddenly appearing and fighting in their halls. Be prepared for the fight of your life.

Special Rule: Just as Yume wants to see your best efforts, so do I. In an attempt to get the action started quickly, this round has been designated as Described Votes Only. This means that all votes must be declared in public, and that you must describe how your character attacked or defended another. Spectators are the exception to this rule; they can still privately vote by e-mail.

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Well, we started a bit late, but that doesn't matter. All that matters is that we're here, and we're going to have one glorious fun-filled week! This round ends at 12:00 PM tomorrow, so you have 24 hours to beat each other using all the tools Garden has to offer. Have fun!


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~ I am you, and you are me ~ This defies reality ~ Whether this is false or true ~ You are me, and I am you ~
Rurouni Taikai: The Eternal Dream ~ The Massive Insanity Has Begun! ~ Now, Cross Your Fingers And Hope For The Best!

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Dareon
Renraku Employee

Woohoo!

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As Yume wrapped up her speech, Ito stood slowly. There was no rush. People, demi-humans, and other, stranger beasts were already filing out the door on their ways to whatever might be out there. He started to leave as well, but nearly tripped over a duffle bag at his feet. Crouching, he rummaged through it.

"Ah, here's my baby. Did you miss me?" He slung his customized SMG over his shoulder and continued digging. "Grenades, medkits, pistols..." He glanced up and around at the decor. "Place seems nice. Shame it'll get shot up. Fight an army? With this cast, I don't doubt we could do that."

He grabbed a few other weapons and headed for the door. He whipped the pistol in his left hand up just in time to block a descending sword stroke from a man dressed in black leather who bore a scar across his nose. The man grunted and readied the blade for another swing.

"Huh. No time for you." Ito lifted his pistol and shot the young man in the shoulder, sending him crashing back into the wall. As Ito walked past the downed soldier, he noticed the boy couldn't have been more than 18 years old.

Shrugging, he stepped out into the hall and headed for what was likely an elevator.

*OOC* Yes, that WAS Squall I shot. Payback for not dumping that ditz on the railroad tracks when he had the chance.

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JonJonB
Disciplinary Committee

Gogo ran from the classroom, finding himself already dodging a few rushed attacks. His fellow contenders certainly weren't letting any chances slip past them.

First things first, he thought.
I need to find myself a more powerful weapon, this little dagger won't protect me for long...
Gogo knew he needed something bigger, and swords were his preffered choice.
But where to find a good strong sword...?
He remembered hearing something of a training area, perhaps there would be weapons left lying around by injured people. If not, he'd just have to take a sword from someone.
As he ran off to search for the training area, Gogo took his dagger and stuck it in the leg of a contender running in the opposite direction.

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1 attack vote against Slash!

w00t, let the battle begin! >: D


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Switchblade
Fire of Legend

Alright, finally! No votes from me yet, but rest assured I'll wreak plenty of havoc before all is said and done. By the way, Yume, I love the inclusion of the Garbage lyrics in the intro. They're one of my favorite bands and that's one of my favorite albums.

_ _ _

Julius listened impatiently as the child Yume laid out the rules to the tournament. He had been momentarily disappointed by the prohibition on killing bystanders, but he had quickly realized that he could find a far better use for these civilians.

Julius remained in the room a moment after the others left and carefully focused his mind inwards. Although the fool Gemma Knight had depleted much of his energy, a small portion of the Mana Tree's power still resided in him. Julius reached out with this power, skillfully probing the minds of the building's residents. These "SeeDs" were a mercenary organization, their services available to the highest bidder. A smile adorned Julius's lips as a plan formed in his mind. If he spoke with the SeeDs' leader, this "Cid," he could surely enlist their aid. With an army at his side the last son of Vandole would be unassailable.

Julius walked out of the classroom and moved towards the lift that would take him to Cid Kramer's office. Fighting was spreading all around him, but Julius took no notice. There would be time for battle later.


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Setzer decided to take a moment to survey the Garden. This was not the battlefield that he had expected. Bright, well-lit and cheerful; children of various ages running around as they would in any other school. And yet there was something about the place that felt wrong, like a bad taste at the back of his throat. He investigated further, listening at the door of a few different classes. The fragments of lessons that he heard appalled him. The children, some that could not have been more than five or six, were being taught unarmed combat and guerilla tactics in the same manner that he would have expected counting or the alphabet to be delivered. Setzer ventured further along the hallway growing more horrified as he went. How to kill with a single cut, how to re-set a broken bone, how to face one’s own death; all absorbed by the eager eyes and ears of these children.

“Never in my life have I set foot in a place so foul and steeped in devilry” Setzer whispered to himself. “Gods, I pray that Terra should never see this.”

Then he remembered Yume’s words, that they were forbidden to affect this world. Solemnly he turned and left the hallway, seeking a battle that he could perhaps win.


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He deals the cards as a meditation,
And those he plays never suspect.
He doesn't play for the money he wins,
He doesn't play for respect.

He deals the cards to find the answer,
The sacred geometry of chance.
The hidden law of a probable outcome,
The numbers lead a dance.

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Darkken
The Scarlet Magician

Koren walked around Balamb Garden, letting his stare fill him with whatever knowledge he might gather. The architecture fascinated him at first, but soon he grew tired of the pastel colours and the crisp cleanness that filled his whole field of vision. Clear water fell into nearly still pools, and there was a lot of different kinds of plants, all extremely well taken care of.

"And this", Koren pondered, "they call a school?" He shook his head with disdain and walked onwards. Several unimportant-looking doorways passed by, one of them reading cafeteria - screams of "Hot Dog!" erupted from that direction, and suddenly Koren felt an urge to press on - until he came to a corridor with the text "Library" on it. Koren shrugged - knowledge about his locales might come to use yet, and a library would be an obvious source.

As he came in, he saw several students - mostly female - turn to look at him. Koren already prepared himself for a fight, but apparently, once the shock of his apparently very regulation-unfriendly clothing passed, they seemed to become interested on something completely different.

He saw several of the schoolgirls blush as he gave them a glance, measuring them from head to foot in their skimpy school uniforms. He could hear one of them whisper something to another, but he failed to make out but one word from the conversation - "bishounen". Shrugging, he continued to one of the bookshelves, picking up a book that apparently involved magic. He quickly flipped through the pages, seeing several pictures, most of which involved scantily-clad sorceresses in poses that implied a wish of having been drawn with even less of them. Finally he managed to find a page which appeared to be telling about the use of magic in the world. He eyed it through, picking up words like "para-magic" and "drawing" with great interest. As he was preparing for a more thorough read, however, a sound behind him drew his attention away.

"Hey, you! You in the lame, red sheet! Yeah, you, hippy-hair. Name and code!" he heard a man in a long, white trench coat with red cross images say. He appeared to be carrying a rather interesting, if obviously extremely impractical and nearly useless weapon that had the blade of a sword, but had a completely pointless-looking handle. The man had a short, yellow hair and a nasty grin which irritated Koren. From the back of his eye, Koren saw many of the girls step behind the bookshelves, but still continuing to watch the show that was apparently starting, giggling and whispering to each other.

"Let's see now... that robe of yours is against the Garden dress code. All but SeeDs are to use school uniforms during class hours. And what the hell IS it with that hair of yours? You look like a -" he said, with a loud, obnoxious voice, as Koren raised his hand.

"Excuse me." Koren cut in, as reservedly as possible. "As I'm sure you can see, I'm reading. Most people agree that one shouldn't disturb a person who is reading." Koren said, turning around and continuing to read the page.

"Don't give me that, loser! You'd better do as I say, or I'll throw the withstanding of authority in, as well! Come on, get going..."

He was appaled to notice that the red-cloaked man paid apparently no attention to him. Many of the schoolgirls giggled even louder than before. Filled with rage, he shouted, "Fujin! Raijin! Let's grab this guy and throw him somewhere! I want to know what the heck he's up to! He's gotta be a -"

He never got further. Koren's patience had finally ran out. He turned around, raised one hand and began chanting a spell. Suddenly, a whirlwind came out of his hands, throwing down hundreds of books and knocking down one of the shelves on the man. He heard the screams of several schoolgirls as they bent to their knees, protecting themselves for falling books. Koren looked at the body of the trench-coated man with disdain, but then realized that his helpers, whatever kind of freaks they'd be, would be there soon, and he had had - or so he hoped - more than his share of lunacy for one morning.

"Excuse me", Koren said to a pigtailed girl, staring at him with her eyes wide from underneath the reception desk, "for the mess." Then he walked out, kicking the unconscious man on the way.


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- Koren of Red Lotus - Scarlet Magician - Rurouni Taikai: The Eternal Dream

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Munkwunk
FFOS6: Zio

Zio was never a very patient man. He liked to get things done, quickly and efficiently. With that in mind, he stared at the pack of oddly shaped people, mutants, biomonsters, and what ever else might possibly be in the mix as they poured through the doorway into the halls of the large building.

He glanced around quickly, looking for the perfect cluster of freaks to toast when he saw a man with a gun already shooting at another; some teenage male. "Probably one of those civilians we're not supposed to kill," he snickered to himself.

Zio's keen eyes fixated upon a bluish thing in a green cloak; an axe strapped across his back.

"That... it's a Motavian! I recognize him from that pitiful town I destroyed just days ago. This will be a pleasant battle, indeed."

With a slight chuckle, Zio took advantage of the situation; he didn't care that the Motavian's back was turned. That only served his purposes to a better end.

"This should start things off nicely," he mused. Pointing his palm toward the Motavian, the words of a spell came to his lips.

"Flaeli!"

Fireballs burst forth from the hands of the black magician, colliding into each other, becoming one large, powerful force of heat as they seared toward the air through towards the blue man, striking him in the back as they collided. The power of the spell sent him toppling forward into another contestant, the axe across his back taking a chunk out of the other victim's leg as one landed atop the other.

"Excellent," Zio sneered, thinking to himself. "I'll have fun with this one; he will wish he had died that day!"

With another quick movement, Zio dash forth through the room, taking advantage of the comotion to slip into the halls of the complex and out of sight from the injured Motavian.

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1 Attack Vote against Gryz
1 Manipulate against Gryz. Gryz's axe severely damaged Kain Highwind, the second victim, for 2 of Gryz's A-Votes. (Let me know if that's okay; I'm not entirely sure if that counts as a Manipulate, but it seemed good to me. )

7 A-Votes, 4 R-Votes, 6 P-Votes remaining.


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The Lionheart
El Caballo Sombrío

Lenna looked around her in bewilderment. In the whole time she had travelled the world with Bartz, Faris and the others she had never quite encountered anything like her current surroundings.

She played tentatively with the elevators, not quite sure what they were but becoming amused as she hopped from floor to floor at the touch of a button.

There were several uniformed classmen running in and out of classrooms, and some were becoming fairly aggressive. Lenna felt her fighting spirit stir inside her. As she walked along the second floor walkway towards the classroom she saw a cloaked figure who eminated fire as he moved force a young girl into a corner, laughing at her distress as she screamed in terror.

Lenna quicky switched jobs to a black wizard and aimed an Ice spell at the fiery creature. It hit home, the thing screamed in agony and ran off, leaving smoke trails behind it as it went.

Lenna quickly ran over to help the young Garden student.


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1 Attack Vote to Rubicant (Sorry Slipstream, nothing personal, just trying to build some action!)


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Nif
The Angels' Fear

O_O It started already?

I'm gone for 2 days and I completely forget the starting date! >_<

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Curley W
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Well, let's get started!

"What take so long? Door right there, why not just go in?" Umaro grumbled. He and a few others were still up on the second floor. The elevator could only hold so many people, and only a handful of people could get on at a time. Now he was waiting for his chance to get on the elevator. But when the elevator doors opened, the group around him began to push, shove, and squirm around others for a space in the elevator.

"Argh! Quit shoving!" The saquatch growled. Then there was a sharp tugging on Umaro's fur as a young man dressed like Shadow pulled on it to climb up his back. Now over the crowd, the man quickly tried to dive into the elevator off of Umaro's shoulders.

But sasquatches don't take kindly to people who yank on their fur.

"You little-" Umaro snarled as he grabbed the man's ankle, and held him upside down. "jerk!" He punctuated his sentence by tossing the young man over the edge, sending him falling several dozen feet into the fountain waters below. Umaro looked over the edge, and saw the ninja trying to pull himself out onto the walkway above.

"Hey..." The yeti thought. "That QUICK way down!" Climbing onto the railing, Umaro tried to remember the phrase Mog had said before that invloved large jumps. "Germ-kupopo? Geronimo? Geranium????" Deciding to just pick one, the sasquatch jumped off the railing. He let out a deafening roar that was heard throughout the garden as he plummeted downward.

"GEEEERRRRRRRAAAAAAANNIIIIIIIIIIUUUUUUUUMMMM!!!"

Unfortunatly, Umaro forgot to aim for the water in his descent. Ultimately landing on top of his freind Gogo, sending him crashing to the ground. "Hey, you caught me!" The yeti remarked to the stunned mime "Thank yooooooo!" Saying that, he got off the man(woman?)'s back, and ran off to look for an opponent.
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1 Attack vote to Edge(Exeter)!
1 Attack vote to Gogo(JonJonB)!


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Nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk.

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Dareon
Renraku Employee

Ito casually strolled the second floor hallway. If not for the amount of weaponry he was laden with, one would have thought him a visiting businessman. Assuming the people here had enough taste to wear pinstriped suits. He passed a balcony overlooking the main floor, and was suddenly met by a hail of gunfire from below. He dropped to the floor, covering his head from a rain of plaster.

A voice echoed from below. "Stand up with your hands where we can see them!"

Ito plucked a small canister from his belt. "Fat chance..." He pulled the pin and tossed it over the balcony.

"What the..." "GRENADE!"

A loud bang and a bright flash followed.

Ito stood up, brushed plaster dust off his clothes, and tossed the cigarette he was smoking into the lobby.

"Heh. Flash-bang. Non-lethal. Nice if you need a quick getaway." He grinned and continued on. He paused a moment before rounding the corner to the elevator. As he did, a fireball streaked past him down the hall he had just occupied.

"HELL!" He swung his arm around the corner and unloaded a clip in the general direction the fireball had come from. A grunt indicated that at least one of his bullets had found their mark, in who it was hard to say.

Ito dropped the clip, loaded in a fresh one, and scrambled for the elevator. He noticed the mirrors on the inside were cracked and webbed from impact. He took a moment to comb his hair by the reflection of a larger shard. Smiling at his reflection, he pressed the "DOWN" button.

1 attack vote against Rubicant

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Locke Cole - FFOS6

Whohoo, it begins! Now we can only pray it will finish as well. Hmm, let's get things started off with a bang, shall we?

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"Whoa baby! Look at this place!" Locke exclaimed as he stepped out into the hallway. "This place must've cost a fortune, even Vector didn't have anything this fancy."

Taking a moment to eye some of his competitors, Locke noticed a man clad in bright colors with many different types of weapons strapped to him. "Yikes, what a freak." Locke muttered.

"What did you just call?" the man asked turning around.

"Er, um, he said it, Locke said, pointing to a man standing to his right.

"Said what?" The man, dressed in the garb of a dragoon, asked.

It was too late, though, as the first man immediately charged the second. Seeing an attack was imminent, the dragoon quickly lept into the air, causing his attacker to go plowing into some sort of demi-human swordsman in blue armor. The swordsman went crashing to the ground as the dragoon landed on the head of the first man. Within seconds, all three competitors were immediately at each others throats.

Locke instinctively began casting a bolt spell. Feeling fimiliar energies gathering within him, he realized that magic still existed in this world. "Let's mix things up a bit, shall we?" Locke muttered to himself, before screaming, "Bolt!" All three combatants were quickly enveloped in painful bursts of electricity.

As the three men turned to face him, their eyes filled with rage, Locke quickly stammered out, "Live and let live!" and immediately took off down the nearest hallway.

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1 attack vote to Kain
1 attack vote to Gilgamesh
1 attack vote to Slash

Brawl - 4 power votes
Kain attacks Gilgamesh and Slash
Gilgamesh attacks Slash and Kain
Slash attacks Gilgamesh and Kain

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TIE Defender Pilot

This is a most unusual location for a contest of strength. I doth truly wonder what possesseth Yume to bring us here....

Zoma stood upon the outer deck on the second level of Balamb Garden and gazed at the tranquil waters around him as far as a human eye could see.

A human eye, of course. Zoma's Eye could discern rather clearly the lands around them. There ist no chance of my escaping from this man-made prison. I supposeth I must content myself with this....

Zoma ignored a pair of humans running past him toward the door leading back into the Garden. He could faintly hear alarms ringing below them on the lowest deck and the distinct sound of many human footsteps. Yume hath given them warning. Most interesting.

Then he felt the presence of a Dark force lessening, as though struck by several blows. This one may be a potential ally.

Zoma Returned to the inside of the second deck and saw a fiery creature, with what appeared to be light wounds approaching. He stood to his fall height and stared with burning eyes at Zoma, who had raised a finger toward him.

Rubicant gasped in both shock and challenge as a blast of ice shot from Zoma's fingertip, but it flew past the fiery monster into a young human female far down the hall. Zoma's keen ears heard her cry of pain. She would not be badly hurt, of course; but perhaps it would leave her confused. After all, she had no idea where Zoma was, only that the magic had emanated from down the hall.

The Master Archfiend then turned his eyes toward a small puncture wound on the being's chest. With a casual twist of his fingers the "bullet" was dislodged and the wound instantly healed.

"I am Zoma, the Master Archfiend. Thou seemest to be a powerful entity of the Darkness, though thou wouldst oppose an elder Master? Is this not the truth? Perhaps thou wouldst consider an alliance with me? I seeketh for ones such as thee. There are many who fight for Evil in this tourney, and I hath need of their aid. Let us be the first of two such powers."

Zoma crossed his arms and waited for the Fiend's reply.

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One attack vote to Lenna (Lionheart).
One reversal vote to Rubicant (Slipstream).

One offer of alliance to the Elemental Lord of Fire.

A general offer to any "Warrior of Darkness," probably either Darks or Shadows. Remember that Zoma has a somewhat loud voice and very keen senses if you're interested.

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Emperor of Fire

Interesting.

It seems I have found my expectations for battle exceeded, for according to what Yume has to say, this first location of the tournament is some kind of training ground for warriors. I find it hard to believe at first, given the presense of the girl who unwittingly introduced herself to the contentants here, for one of her nervous disposition could hardly have the courage to fight. Then again, perhaps I am being too harsh on her - not many would expect to find such a gathering behind familiar doors.

I note the 'rules' of the tournament as Yume imprints them on the board in front of us, more specifically the second. I always give my best effort to battle when the fight is fair, and the slaying of innocents is something I have never, and will never do. However, it is of import that I learn of this place's location in the sea, however unusual it may seem - I am a creature of flame and fire, and immersion in the sea water would quickly bring an end to my participation.

A hard knot of rage boils up inside my chest as I witness the clownish man attack the girl; not only would he attempt to kill the innocent, but against the rules that have just been laid out for us. I notice he is also a wielder of fire, and I follow him into the corridor as he seeks new victims to inflict death upon. I catch sight of him readying to attack a young girl, and I dispel the ball of flame dancing madly in his hand as he attempts to throw it.

"Aaaaaaaargh!! I hate you!! You're spoiling my fun here!" he shrillily screams at me as he turns away from the girl and readies another fireball to attack me. Obviously none too quick on the uptake about my abilities, I notice, given his repeated choice of attack.

"You call this fun, clown?" I demand, spreading my cloak and readying my energies. "You take please in the destruction of innocents?"

"Mwe-he-he-he! But of course, candle man!" he cries, taunting me and raising his arm to attack. "What else would you call it when the children dance to your tunes?"

"Enough!" I shout. Focusing on his hand, the fireball suddenly increases tenfold in intensity, consuming the clown's hand and robe as he shrieks incoherently at me. He hold out longer than I would have thought possible against the fire, attempting to bring it again under his control, but eventually he throws himself through a window and into the waters a floor below to quenche the blaze. It will be a while before he tries that again, I hope.


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OOC: One A-Vote to Kefka. Kind of an obvious target but I thought it was fitting.

EDIT: I'll reply with another post to cover the above events, be back soon.


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Maybe you'll be able to challenge me again. I look forward to our next encounter.

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Fire of Legend

The lift quickly reached the top floor and Julius got out, swiftly moving towards the ornate double doors at the other end of the small lobby. Without so much as a knock the emperor forced the doors open and entered, careful to appear as regal as he could.

Inside the office stood a large metal tower, a small platform visible at the top. At the towers stood two people whom Julius quickly used his powers to identify as Cid Kramer and his wife Edea. Kramer's physical appearance disturbed Julius, who had fully expected the leader of such a large mercenary force to be a man of great strength and imposing physique, not the pudgy middle-aged fool who had yet to take note of the emperor's presence.

"I don't know who they are," Cid lamented to his wife, "They just appeared out of nowhere and started waging some sort of battle royale in our hallways. The damage reports are already flooding in from all over Garden and both Squall and Seifer have been sent to the infirmary. If this keeps up I don't know what we'll do."

"Perhaps I can be of assistance," Julius said, bowing to the Headmaster in a feigned show of respect. "I am Julius, Emperor of the Neo-Vandole Empire. My life has recently been endangered by a powerful warlord called Kefka." Julius silently thanked Yume for using the homicidal maniac's name when admonishing him. "I have fled from my homeland to enlist the aid of your SeeDs in defending my country. Alas Kefka caught wind of this and followed me here with over thirty of his best soldiers. I humbly ask you to assist me, so that together we might rid your Garden of these fiends."

Cid paused, a thoughtful look on his face, clearly considering the emperor's words. Edea, however, appeared suspicious. "How can we be sure that you are telling us the truth?" she demanded.

Julius instantly sensed power in this woman, but he was also aware that whatever power she might have was still nothing compared to his own Mana-enhanced magicks. "My dear lady," he said, using his power to subtly affect her perceptions, a trick he had mastered long before his exposure to the Mana Tree, "I swear upon my life and the life of my subjects that the words I speak are true." As always his hypnotic magic worked perfectly, and the woman Edea was pacified.

"Fine," Cid nodded, "I'll alert all of Garden to mobilize against these invaders and to see to your own safety."

"Wonderful," Julius smiled, "Now if you will excuse me I must be off, for I cannot in all conscience expect you to handle these foes on your own." With that Julius left the room and made his way back to the lift. The emperor rode the lift down to the first floor, where the battle was the most intense. As the lift doors opened Julius saw one of his opponents run by. With a casual gesture the son of Vandole hurled a ball of mystical flame at the contestant before strolling off in the opposite direction. As he walked off he heard Cid's voice reverberating through the building, ensuring that Julius's plan had succeeded.

1 attack vote against Mog(no offense; random choice)

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Angelus Errare

OOC: With the number of sponsors, there's not much I can do, but...oh yeah, if you change Ex's sponsor's name to Edward, don't you think people might get a bit mixed up? I thought Edge's real name WAS Edge, but I could be wrong...o_O;; Anyways, might as well start this...
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An interesting place, this is.

Surveying the area, it seems to be a school of some type...a very nice school, no less. The students that walked down the hallways are all in navy blue uniform, and are talking carelessly, laughing...but something isn't right in the picture.

Bubbling water fountain, polished marble floors, gold linings...and weapons. All the students are carrying weapons. Is this...a military academy?

A stab of homesickness hit me like a blow to the stomach. It reminds me of Vane. All too much. A place I might never see--in one piece, anyways--again.

Feeling the burning sensation in my eyes, I ran down the hall, shoving past the students.

There, kneeling down the ground wit blood flowing out of his shoulder, was a black-clad teenager. He couldn't have been older that me...but he seemed to be in pain. Sure, he might have deserved it, I suppose, but...

"Uh...are you...okay?" I asked stupidly. He lifted his eyes and glared at me. Hard. I took a step back. Okay then...

"Fine," he snapped. "I just want to know who the hell you people are, and what you're doing here."

"We're not...I mean, we..."

He got up, lifting a sword with him. Oh, great...

"...Whatever. Just leave."

When I didn't move, he stepped up, swinging his sword.

Think fast, Mia...

I dived past him, below the sword, praying. Muttering quickly, I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He whirled, about to swing again, and...

"By the powe of Althena!" I exclaimed, gathering a ball of flame in my hand and sending him flying backwards.

"...ugh..."

"I was only trying to help," I stated darkly.

A girl with raven black har streaked with gold came running down the hall, towards us.

"Squall! Squall, are you..."

Upon seeing him on the ground with me stnading there, she narrowed her eyes and pointed her arm towards me, revealing a boomerang sort-of weapon.

"Hey," I protested, but not quick enough. She launched the weapon at me in full force, closer...closer...

Run.

I sprinted in the other direction, but she pursued me, obviously looking for revenge. Spell...now...think...think...

"Ice wall!"

She stopped, hit my the force of icicles on her head, and crumbled to the ground. I knew she wouldn't be out for long, though...

"Let's get out of here..."

Streaking in the other direction, I came across a freaky looking guy. A...clown? Um...

He laughed maniacally, charing up a fireball he was about to hurl at me.

"Run, run, or you'll be well done!" He cackled. Well, that's a new one...

As I ran past, I used my dragon cane to hit him in the chest. He made a slight "oof"ing noise, but I didn't stop to let him catch up to me.
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One attack vote to Kefka

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FFOS6: Zio

In a rush, Zio bolted down a hallway which opened into a vast room; lights flickering and hundreds of people dashing about. "This almost reminds me of Nervus," he thought to himself. "Were it not for all the people and... things."

The familiar sight of an elevator loomed up ahead, and Zio's first thought was to escape the floor to the lower level. It was jam packed, however, and he knew nothing would allow him entry.

Peering down over a railing, Zio decided his only hope at getting down any time soon would be to jump. Without a second thought, Zio hopped over the edge, pointing at the ground and shouting the name of a technique as he feel.

"Zan!"

Immediately, a gust of wind drew forth beneath his feet, spiralling upward as it pushed against him, softening the black mage's fall. With a final thud, he landed atop what looked like a gigantic Motavian, only white. "What is this place?" he thought, as he lept off the back of the stunned creature, running away before it could react.

As he passed the lower level of the elevator, he could hear the contraption descending. Smirking, Zio cast another spell.

"Gigra!"

Orbs of dense matter instantly formed in front of the elevator, rending the metal doors and causing it to stop within its tracks, trapping all who remained within until they could find a means of escape.

"Oh, how Dark Force would be proud!"

With a glance behind him, Zio noticed the large Motavian-looking-creature-thing was back on his feet and looking quite purturbed. The black mage dashed off in the other direction, hoping the size of the monstrosity was no indication of its speed.

Without looking where he was going, Zio tripped over a small child who had run across his path, sending both of them stumbling into a wall. Grimacing at the impact, he quickly caught his senses and kicked the child out of his way; the young boy cried rivers of tears as he was left crumpled upon the ground.

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OOC:
1 Attack Vote against Umaro.

6 A-Votes, 4 R-Votes, 6 P-Votes remaining.


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Ride ze shoopuf?

OOC: Well, I forgot to do an intro in the drafting thread for Bowser, so I'll try to incorporate some intro stuff here. Oh and for all you SMRPG haters out there, remember Bowser is a sidekick this time, so if you want to vote against me go ahead, but it won't accomplish much unless you want to get rid of excess votes. OK, on with the show.

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"Fungah, I have the worst luck of all." Bowser remarked to himself sitting in the large classroom. He remembered Yume asking him to come, but also remembered her words: "You are a sidekick, and thus, cannot win the tournament."

"A sidekick?" Bowser thought to himself. Bowser himself had always been the top Koopa, giving orders and running the show. Not a sidekick.

"I AM THE KING OF THE KOOPAS! I AM NOBODY'S SIDEKICK!"

Suddenly, Bowser realized he just said that out loud. Every eye in the classroom turned to look at him.

"Ummmm....sorry."

"Thats ok Bowser, I understand how you must feel, but you will have an important role here, I promise." came the comforting voice of Yume, that enchantress. Yes, Bowser was taken by her. Smitten. Twitterpated. Crushing. Maybe even...in love?

"AAAAAAH!" a scream from a girl leaving the classroom and a sudden explosion from Kefka's fireball brought Bowser back to his senses. "Hey, that girl was pretty cute. Maybe there are others like her here....you know now that I think of it, the only females I've ever seen are Peach, Yume, and that girl who just ran off shrieking. Maybe I should broaden my horizons?"

"What ARE you talking about you overgrown turtle? You're no ladies man! I'm the only one the ladies around here want."

Bowser recognized the blond harp player as Edward Geraldine, one of the warriors who helped defeat Zeromous. That story was all over the BGNN a few years ago. (BGNN= Bad Guys News Network)

"Ah, you're the infamous spoony bard."

"How dare you!"

"How dare me, how dare YOU??? You insult the King of the Koopas and your weapon of choice is a HARP? Give me a break."

Bowser flicked his wrist as a fireball shot from his mouth, knocking Edward to the ground.

"AAAAAIEEEEE!!!"

Bowser looked around to see if any of the females had noticed his macho move, but apparently only Yume saw it.

"Bowser, don't pick on Edward. I mean, he plays a harp for crying out loud."

"Awww, rasberries." Bowser extinguished the flame in his hand he had in store for his next attack.

"Class dismissed!"


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Emperor of Fire

OOC: Uh, Anoat, Exeter is playing Edward Geraldine, aka Edge the Ninja Prince of Eblan. Not the spoony bard Edward. Can you edit Ex's character name in the starting post list, Krizak, as I'm guessing a number of other people might make that mistake?

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Watching the clown plummet into the water, I turn my attention to the young girl he was about to attack. When I move forward to aid her, however, she backs away with fear in her eyes and jumps as her back encounters a corner. Obviously my looks are against me; despite my protection, she must be deeply intimitated and afraid of me because of my demonic appearance. I laugh bitterly, somewhat amused by the irony of the situation.

A sharp pain suddenly strikes me in the chest, as another combatant unleashes a magical attack on me - some kind of ice attack, judging by the steam arising from the wound in my chest, having caught me underneath my defensive cloak. Not wishing to invite further retribution for my supposed attack on the girl, I rush down the corridor and away from both victim and assailant.

When I reach the end of the corridor and turn into the next, I immediately notice another contestant in this tournament at the far end of the hall, a young man with the bearing of a knight, sword unsheathed and ready for battle. The ice wound is still hampering me and in an attempt to avoid battle I launch a jet of flame down the corridor, striking him in the chest and pushing him far away from me.

However, this act is also countered, as another man who must have assumed I was attacking him rounds a nearby corner and aims his weapon at me. A hail of projectiles suddenly fill the air and at least one hits me - his weapon must be a variant of the bow, able to attack at a distance. Cursing, I unleash a wave of intense heat throughout the corridor and the rest of the projectiles fall to the floor, melted beyond recognition before they could strike the innocents in this fray.

Why? I ask myself as I slide away into another corridor. Have I so seriously erred in assuming that all others combatants would fight with honour also?

It would seem so, as another figure materialises in front of me and readies an ice attack. I move instinctively to protect myself with my cloak, but the ice projectile shoots past me and strikes another behind me in the corridor. Whether she was about to attack me or my newfound ally, I do not know, but he proves himself to be on my side by healing my most recent injuries.

"I am Zoma, the Master Archfiend," the being proclaims in a voice somehow both booming and whispering. "Thou seemest to be a powerful entity of the Darkness, though thou wouldst oppose an elder Master? Is this not the truth? Perhaps thou wouldst consider an alliance with me? I seeketh for ones such as thee. There are many who fight for Evil in this tourney, and I hath need of their aid. Let us be the first of two such powers."

I briefly ponder his offer; certainly any aid would be appreciated, but can this man be trusted if he is of the Darkness? I would not trust the clown man if the world depended on it and he was also of Darkness. Still, there is something in this entity of Zemus, something deep and buried that I can understand, and on that basis I believe we can form an alliance.

"I would not say that I fight for Evil, Zoma, but merely for myself and for my master. And you will never be the latter," I state bluntly and honestly. If he takes offence at that, so be it. "Still, I sense that we may come under attack more often than not simply because we are who we are, demons and agents of Darkness in the eyes of others. Until time gives reason, I will fight at your side, and aid you when needed as you aided me."

Zoma smiles faintly, the eye set in his helmet gleaming as in agreement. "T'is agreed, then! Until next we meet, Fiend of Fire, I bid thee farewell!" he cries, warping out of the corridor as effortlessly as he came into it. I do not know what will come of this alliance, but I suspect its consequences will be far-reaching as none could truly believe.


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OOC: One A-Vote to Duran.

Also, Rubicante accepts Zoma's offer of alliance. I'm on ICQ 121572244 if you ever want to talk to me, ArchKnightWayne.

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Locke Cole - FFOS6

"Thank goodness I had the foresight to bring some of my old treasure hunting equipment along with me." Locke thought to himself as he put his grappling hook back into his backback. While desprately trying to outrun his pursuers, Locke quickly realized he wasn't going to have time to wait for the elevator, so, thinking quickly, he made a fast-rope descent down to the bottom floor. [i]"Looks like my victims are nowhere in sight. Hopefully they'll lose interest in me soon. On the floor to his left, Locke noticed Gogo sprawled out on his back. "You OK?" Locke asked.

"U... mar... o..." Gogo gasped out. It was obvious the wind had been knocked out of him.

"Here take this," Locke said, throwing him a potion. "Sorry I can't stick around, but I've already managed to make myself a few enemies. Good luck!" In seconds, he had already disappeared around a corner.

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1 R-vote to Gogo


Edit: Gah, that was a lot of typos.

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Ride ze shoopuf?

Ack, now don't I feel stupid. I saw Edward and immediately thought "SPOONY BARD!!!" Well, seeing as how I'm very proud of my last post, lets all just pretend that Edward (the spoony bard) was there, and Bowser just killed him I'll go back and erase my vote for Exeter, as I really intended to vote for Edward (spoony bard) and not Edge (cool ninja). Ah well, first round of the tournament and there's already confusion.

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Sponsoring Kefka......

Hmm.... this barely started and people are Kefka-bashing already?!? Geez..

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Kefka climbed out of the pool, contemplating the use of several fireballs to fry this whole place.

"Kekekekee..... this place is strange enough for my liking. They train children to kill. Oh my. Beautiful."

Looking up at the platforms above, Kefka notices his attacker making his way towards the elevator... The one that set him on fire..

"Naughty naughty... Haven't your parents taught you not to play with magic?"

Kefka stands behind the elevator door as Rubicant steps out.

"Surprise!!!!!!!"

He holds out his hand and Rubicant stops in his tracks.

"Now undo the damage you just did! Uweeeeeee hee he he hee!"

After a good ten seconds, Kefka releases him from the spell with a tasy fireball in the face.

Kefka proceeded to the traning center to look into this "Drawing" stuff people in the Garden mentioned... He entered the corridor while trying to withhold his inner urge to laugh out loud maniacally.... Inside the training center were some SeeDs-in-training, getting their asses whooped by monsters imported from all over the planet..

Kefka observed as the students put the monsters to sleep and started drawing magic from them... Slowly.

"Man, I'm happy Im not from this universe... obtaining magic was so much easier when all I had to do was toast an Esper... But I'll try this anyway."

Kefka pointed his hand at the monster, then after an evil thought or two he looked upon the humans.

"Draw!!!!!!!"

The magic started swirling out of the SeeD candidates, who were much surprised to see a freakish clown steal their magic.

"Oooh, this feels warm and toasty.... Now off to sleep with you lot."

Kefka put the students to sleep and started tinkering with a Draw Point.

"Fun fun fun!... Kekekekeke"

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using Manipulate against Rubicant - 2 R-votes for Kefka
1 Attack vote for Rubicant


(Sorry Slip -- that's just for making me look bad )

votes left: 7 A, 4 R, 6 P


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San Draco
The Man in Scales (MIS!)

Chaos hovered above the Garden, or so Yume had named the structure below his feet. To him, it was nothing more than a pen of animals, targets to be obliterated.

Suddenly, a voice echoes throughout the Archmaster's mind."Is there one who truly follows the principles of Darkness? Canst you not have the spine to display thine evil? Has the destroyer of Time grown soft with his own defeat?"

Chaos snarled slightly, and flew down to the top of the Garden. Smashing through the gates, he almost flew through the surprised humans around him. "Show yourself, ingnorant fool! Who dares to challenge to Master of Darkness?"

Another monstrous demon appeared in front of him. "I do. I am Zoma, the Archmaster of Magic. As we have both been defeated by a team of fools, I believe we have a common cause. I am offering you the chance of victory. Refuse, and all I can promise is your defeat and eternal banishment from the world you called home."

Chaos stiffened slightly. "How do you know so much about me and my goals, and my end?"

Zoma smiled knowingly, and pointed to an Eye set in his helmet. "This Eye can see many things, both far-off and nearby. I have seen your death, as I have seen my own. Will you join me, or will you allow yourself to be defeated by the foolish, but powerful Nobles?"

Smirking a bit, Chaos agreed. "I shall join you, and our destinies shall be as one. Henceforth, I shall not attack you, and shall aid whom you shall aid. That I promise, until the Nobles have been defeated."
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Leaving the presence of Zoma, Chaos wandered throughout the Garden, seeking one worthy of his strength. He saw a ninja and a girl walking along, seemingly oblivious to the destruction around them.

The girl turns to the ninja. "Edge, I have something to say to you. No matter what happens, no matter what this tournament will does, I will always..."

Chaos smirked. To himself, he thought, This is the perfect opportunity for two opponents to attack each other. I cannot miss this chance.

Entering his wraithform, Chaos entered the ninja's mind. Moving his now-weak arms, Chaos pulls the Masamune out of the ninja's scabbard, and makes him stab the girl through the stomach. Her eyes widen. "E-edge, how could... you?"

Moving his human lips, Chaos says, "I have always wanted to do this, Rydia. May your spirit rest in peace." Chaos then makes Edge put a potion on the ground, near to where Chaos planned to regain his physical self. To Edge's mind, he whispered, And now, o bewildered host, I leave you to your fate.

Leaving the ninja's body with a duplication of his memories, Chaos once again assumed his physical shape. Picking up the potion, he pocketed it and turned to Edge, who was weeping by the fallen Caller.

Slowly, methodically, Chaos stepped up to the sobbing ninja. "You have served me well, Edge. Yet, you will not submit your will to mine. In consequence, I am forced to kill you. May your own spirit rest in the darkness of death."
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*COMPLETELY OOC!* I apologize, Exeter and Mintaka, if this ruins any good Edge/Rydia plans you had. *Chuckles* Feel free to write a prequel of how you two got together.

Vote Recap:

I used 2 p-votes on Exeter/Edge, making him use 1 A-vote on Mintaka/Rydia, and one R-vote on me.

To ArchKnightWayne:

I accept your offer. May our evil shroud the tournament. (Or something like that! )

To Anoat:

Don't worry, I would have made the same mistake. Edge is short of Edward Geraldine, and Edward was Gilbert in the Japanese version.


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The proud recipient of the most attack votes in the history of the FFO Survivor Tournament! 33 in all!

"Evil will falter... and justice shall always... prevail!"

"Those who defy the commission shall be punished under the fullest extent of the law! NO EXCEPTIONS!"

"My word is the law on the battlefield!" -Zoids Judge

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Merton Dew
The Main Moogle

Mog ran through the halls, trying to find Umaro in the chaos. Suddenly he was hit from behind by a ball of flame and knocked flat on his face. He stood up and his eyes narrowed. "You wanna go, kupo?" Mog started dancing all around his attacker. Several large chunks of rock fell from above and crushed the stranger. With that out of the way, Mog dashed off in search of his sasquatch friend.

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1 Attack Vote on Julius

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Kyo
Duran - FFOS6

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The young swordsman finally pushed his visor back up, noticing that the classroom was now empty. Not exactly sure about how to take this whole concept in, he casually walked out the door, taking careful note of his surroundings. Everything seemed to be made of a foreign material, save the trees intermittaly placed throughout the first floor. It almost seemed like some odd peversion had gone into the architecture of this building, with everything appearing to be made of streamlined steel. He listened to the sounds of battle and magic raging intermittantly through the halls, but paid it no heed as he gave himself a personal tour of the second floor.

His roundabout walk to the lift had been rather uneventful, when he noticed the lift rising up with a large amount of students. Not missing a step, he now approached the lift with more caution as it came to a stop. Students poured out of the elevator, halting his progress as they all brandished a variety of weapons, some of which he hadn't seen before. One who was wearing alternate attire to the others--more fancy, Duran guessed his must be a leader or something, leveled his rapier at the young warrior.

"No-one's taking over this Garden... Students, ATTACK!"

The group of uniform clad students rushed past him and towards Duran, who only permitted himself a small smile as he unsheathed his broadsword.

"You want a fight, then? Let's see how you deal with the best Forcena has to offer!"

They swarmed him then, mobbing him with a flurry of ill-timed slashes and thrusts as half stayed back, concentrating on casting something. Duran narrowly missed an overeager student's heavy slash as he moved deftly to the side and kneed him in the groin hard. Turning away as the youth collapsed, Duran then blocked an upwards thrust from someone who was crouching, caught the hilt of the girl's axe and used her own momentum to fling it over the runway. Simultaneously, he threw a back kick to someone wh was sneaking up on his blind side and parried another ill-timed stroke from a student attempting to bisect him from overhead, feeling the potential energy flow through him with each movement. He countered with an elbow thrust, knocking the wind out of the cadet as another came to take his place.

This is getting boring... plus they might win by force of sheer numbers. I'd better wrap this up quickly.

Taking decisive action, Duran somersaulted over the next slash that came. All the cadets looked up, noticing that he was glowing with white energy as he descended...

"Cross Slash! ERRAAAGH!!!"

Duran put all the strength he could muster into his Tech, which resulted in ribbons of slashing energy blasting away the crowd of apprentice swordsman into the spell casters behind them. Right into their ill-timed group-Firaga spell.

Skkshhh... BOOOOM!

The walkway to the lift was almost destroyed as the spell backfired, sending all the cadets and the SeeD hurtling down to the first floor. Duran shrugged and hoped over the buring, gaping chasm the Firaga spell had created, murmuring to himself as he chuckled.

"And they say you can't win against idiots..."


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Sponsoring Duran (Seiken Densetsu 3) in FFO Survivor 6
Keep ~ Yourself ~ Alive

Old Post 01-28-2002 11:13 PM
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Merton Dew
The Main Moogle

Mog skidded to a halt as he almost collided with the very person he was looking for. "Umaro! Kupo! You OK, ya big fuzzball? Here, lemme give you a refresher." Mog did a little dance that bathed Umaro in sunlight.
"Un'ghaaa, Umaro feel better! Mog, me see Gogo! Um, me crush Gogo... but Gogo go that way!" the yeti pointed in the direction the mimic had run off to.
"Well... let's go find him, kupo!"

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1 R-Vote on Umaro

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Simplistic Hero
Big and Angry Ronso

And the Game starts anew.

One thing was certain, this way obviously more than the two drunks in an alley Gryz thought he was going to fight. As he glanced around the bright class room, he spotted everything from massive yeti to a randomly cackling clown. Annoying Clown.
He didn't spot Zio.

Gryz was standing. He had tried to sit in a desk, gotten stuck, and been forced to tear the seat apart as a means of escape. The purple woman, well, dressed in purple, who had invited him stood in the front. She was speaking, but Gryz payed little attention. When she was done, everyone rose, cautiously, and slowly moved toward the door. They were afraid to turn thier backs.

Gryz stayed where he was. Once everyone had left, he searched for the purple woman. She was gone. Frustrated, Gryz strolled out the door and into a wide hallway. He could hear distant yelling and gunfire. Curious, yet calm, Gryz maintained his slow pace.

OOC: alright, were moving now. Time to start smacking eachother.

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Tenshi Kain
Nameless Eternal

Slash parted from the other two combatants- the knight and the freak with all the arms- and pried the dagger out of his calf, growling in annoyance- and some elation. It had been too long since he'd felt the sting of a blade during battle. Then again, the Knights of the Square Table were pathetic prey, so he couldn't act surprised. At least now he'd have a proper challenge.

The blue Mystic turned and darted down one of hte hallways, as best as he could. He was thoroughly angry at the ambush in the hall- the brawl, more likely. Slash shook the anger aside, keeping his head cool- he wouldn't look very intimidating with a purple head, now, would he? As he rounded the corner, he found himself staring at the most peculiar sight. There lay a broken walkway, blasted in two and still simmering from what looked like an extreme fire blast, leading to a pulley system that was seemingly automated. He'd heard someone mention "elevator" upon his arrival, which would fit the term; then again, he'd also heard someone mention "condom," so his guess was a bit moot.

There came a sharp "ching" from the machine, and out stepped two women from the other side of the makeshift chasm. Two human women- or, at least, a human woman and a girl who had ears not totally unlike his. Slash needed no second bidding, and he raised his blade high above his head, his left arm bulging as he gripped its hilt. Slash let a call ring from the depths of his fathomless mind, a breeze unexpectedly picking up around his beloved Slasher II. As that breeze kicked up, Slash brought his free hand up to clasp the pommelstone, left foot bent inward and right foot stretched out, almost a half-crouch. It was the position for one of his favorite long-range techniques- the Wind Slash.

And then he struck, shifting balance from the left foot to the right, and with his arms tensing, Slash brought his sword forward in a tremendously quick cut, slicing neatly through the air in the fraction of a blink. He was meters from the elvish girl, but that didn't matter- the magic did the rest for him. The wind's course was sharply altered, sending a chill breeze to whip harshly against the girl's stomach. She went down with a grunt, and the other- the human woman- went alert, her senses sharp for the attacker. Slash, however, had already recovered from the change in momentum, and darted for the mouth of the chasm. Favoring his still-throbbing right leg, he leapt off his left, landing on the other side of the gap. The woman, also clad in green, brought up a rod, and Slash could tell she knew how to use it.

She quickly lashed out, bringing her weapon around from the left for a clubbing strike. Slash twisted his body to the right, bringing his sword down in a batting swipe in both hands as he did so. She stumbled back with a gasp, overbalanced, and Slash took the initiative. As his sword rebounded from the still-trembling rod, he whipped his left arm down and across, the edge of his hand coldly striking her wrist. She grunted, clutching her arm with her free hand, and Slash weaved around her, past the recovering elvish girl. The blue swordsman slid neatly into the pulley contraption, its doors just closing, and found himself a sanctuary. As he entered, however, he found himself moving- down, it seemed. He glanced to the side and saw a glowing button upon a panel of otherwise dark switches, labelled "1F."

'If'? 'If' what?

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1 Deathblow on Princess Zelda (2 P-Votes)
1 A-Vote on Rydia


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Thanks to Serendipity for the schway sig.
"Your eyes...they burn with resolve! Beautiful!"
-- Seymour Guado, Final Fantasy X

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Soujiro Seta
SIN

Of Fists and Empty Hands 1


"Well, if that doesn't beat all" Zeal pouted as she looked around an empty classroom where she was almost sure Yume was, or at least would have been at the time she initiated her temporal/spatial jump. Yume hadn't given her a path or any special means by which to get to this 'tournament', so she was on her own. Hopefully, she could follow it through as long as it went on. She saw three commands scrawled on the blackboard. Something about no leaving of the area, trying one's hardest, and most disappointingly, no killing of civillians. Civillians were such a bother at times, and she had no doubt they'd get in the way here....wherever here was. Oh well...so I can't kill them...but I can crush them to the point of death if they insist on it by their actions. She secretly hoped that senseless violence wouldn't have to take place, then thought a bit more and hoped, in a small way, that maybe some would.

Zeal walked out of the classrooms into a maelstrom of activity. Young teenagers were running this way and that, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard ringing down the hallways, and she sensed auras of magic in the air.
"Looks like I've come to the right place, eh?" Zeal smirked as she strode confidently past the youngsters hurrying to their destinations. An observation of the following of several pairs of male eyes gave Zeal the satisfaction that her beauty was still as great as here supreme confidence in it. Or maybe it was just here orange robes and blue hair, which in contrast to the seeming 'norm' in this location, looked more like a costume player's outfit. In that case, I suppose the rule is: anyone dressed oddly must be a contestant, or something of that sort.

Amidst the sea of black and navy uniforms that hurried past her toward whichever harbinger of doom could cause people to run that fast, Zeal spotted a streak of yellow more glaring than a dandelion. Must be some contestant who just had the bad luck of being my first meeting of the day. Well, so be it! Zeal formed a single energy ball on the tip of her first two fingers and pointed it in the direction she had seen the girl in yellow. Closing her eyes to see through the crowd with second sight, Zeal let loose the bright sphere and guided it with her mind, until it crashed upon the girl's back, sending her flying several meters forward.

"Yeowwwww!" Zeal heard a yell followed by a groan and the sound of several thuds. As she opened her eyes, she took great satisfaction in knowing that several less-coordinated students had tripped over the fallen girl.

"Ah, well that just makes my day now!" Zeal threw back her head with a cacklish laugh. "Let's see what else there is in this hovel, aside from badly-placed pastel colors..."

* * * * *

"This place has gone loony!" Zeal slapped her forehead as she observed the spectacle taking place in the main chamber of Balamb Garden. Spells were flying fast and furiously, and the teenage platoons clashed with what Zeal had figured were other tournament players. She scanned the scene and, as expected, didn't recognize a soul. A delving with her mental powers gave the exact same analysis.

"Well then, if it's all the same anyway, I suppose I'll shoot blindly while I learn the ropes and wait to see if anyone catches my eye." She whispered a few arcade words and began to float over the ground, here robes rustling quietly as she moved quickly from one place to the ogher. She saw two hairy creatures, one large and one small, in the same vicinity, and decided to unleash an attack.

"Energy Ball" she said plainly, as she produced several orbs of energy like the one she had wielded earlier. Dividing them up, she sent half hurtling toward each target. Crashing and crackling into their targets, Zeal could only wonder at the level of anguish each felt at not only the magical blast, but also at being targeted by an undeclared foe. Perhaps they would meet later, perhaps not. Every face, regardless of how different, was all the same to her at this point. Well, perhaps every face except the one of the ugly clown that had just run by her cackling maniacally and firing magical blasts. He seemed to not care who he was hitting, as if he just enjoyed hitting anything! I could let it slide Zeal thought or I could punisih such impudent and foolish use of magic. Not a difficult choice. Zeal raised her hands and gathered magical energy around herself.

"Waters in the heavens and waters under the earth, come together and form the demise of the living! Hexagon Mist!" Her normally seductive and sometimes nagging voice became commanding at the speaking of the incantation. Even the clown man stopped firing bolts and fireballs long enough to give her a puzzled look. But that was before water both above and below him merged into a six-sided column. Inside the column, the water constantly vaccilated between boiling and freezing, colder than the Arctic's ice, hotter than a volcano's steam. She could here a loud gurgling.

"He must be cursing me with all of his being that isn't already screaming" Zeal said aloud in a nonchalant voice with a straight face. She turned around and floated away before the spell had even finished - she had performed (and thus seen) it more times than she could count; it was one of her favorites.

She had made a decent impact on her small area of the battlefield, but around her, many more battles raged completely oblivious to what only one person had done. Yes, all these faces, as different as they were, were still the same to her. Faces without names, names without meaning, meaning without understanding.

Perhaps I can find Yume... Zeal thought, and left the area just as abruptly as she had first entered it.


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1 A-Vote against Umaro
1 A-Vote against Mog
P-Vote "Deathblow" against Kefka (consumes 2 P-Vote Points)

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Will your face have a name?

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Boko Mog
Sold to the lady in red!

Yar, it is I, teh Kain~ Fear me, in my all powerful late glory! :rolleyes:

Anyway, here's my into type of thingie. If it's a little late for you, then sue me. :D :D
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After the rules had been thoroughly explained in detail, all many of the other participants took time to explore the Garden, Kain also seized the moment, and began to mark every detail about Balamb down as quickly as possible.

As Kain walked through the halls, he witnessed something that he never imagined; a technologically advanced building and strange people. Military Cadets walked cheerly everywhere in this grand building, seemingly without a care in the world. The same couldn't be said about the other competitors. The ceilings were high; perfect for jumping. In fact, Kain thought it would be perfect to jump; to attack the unsuspecting competitor; to spy; to stay out of danger.

Kain finally decided to jump. He soared high, near the ceiling of the Garden, and look around for a moment, then came crashing down, almost on someone.

The 'someone' was a woman was gray hair, a black and blue outfit with a patch over her eye. Accompanying her was a big man, with black pants and a vest.

"Yo, Fuj, you okay?" asked the man, defensively.

"RAGE." yelled the patch-eye woman, obviously enraged with the near accident. She pulled out seemingly sharp spinny weapon thing. Kain readied his spear, aimed squarly at the woman at this instant. The man followed suit, and out his "big boom stick," or a staff. The woman glared at Kain, who had just been watching thus far.

The woman turned to the man, and casted Aura on Raijin.

"Oh, better watch it! I'm gonna kill you with my big boom stick, ya know?"

Kain step back and jumped, and prepared to jump, but not before another man with a white trenchcoat ran up behind the patch-eye woman the man.

"The hell's going on around here? We've gotta go do some disciplining around here."

"But Seif, we were gonna fight, ya know?"

"Alright, you're on the list!" white trenchcoat...person pointed to Kain, who at this point, still had this spear ready.

'Alight --- Next time, ya know?" The big man pointed his big boom stick at Kain, then ran off with the woman and the person with the white trenchcoat. Kain was puzzled, not only by their speech, but by the way they were dressed; and Kain wondered why he even decided to this...

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Kyo
Duran - FFOS6

Having taken the lift to the first floor after a baffling round with pushing the right buttons These guys count funny..., Duran was now out on the main stairway. Glancing off at the enormous side-walkways, he noticed one of the contestants impaling the other with a katana.

Eh? That looks serious... weren't we not supposed to kill anyone?

Rushing to the scene, Duran was greeted by the form of some dark spirit, looming over a weeping man in ninja garb who had knelt next to a young woman--the girl that had been mortally wounded. The spirit's dark voice rasped out, almost as irritating to the young warrior as nails on a chalkboard.

"You have served me well, Edge. Yet, you will not submit your will to mine. In consequence, I am forced to kill you. May your own spirit rest in the darkness of death..."

"Not if I have anything to say about it!"

Chaos turned--too late. Duran dealt him a devastating roundhouse blow with the flat of his sword, knocking the his dark form off balance. He followed with several surgical, precise slashes intended to wound instead of kill, and finished by shoulder charging Chaos into a wall, not pausing to see if his attacks had done visible damage. The young warrior whispered low and menacing into Chaos' ear.

"Perhaps you need to find easier game, miscreant. There will be no easy victories here."

"I won't forget this..."

With that, Chaos vanished into the wall. Duran looked at the wall for a moment, and then turned back to see how the two he had protected were doing.

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Three Power Points used:

2PP for Following on Chaos; he is no longer allowed to use any abilities, A-Votes, or R-Votes on Nobles for this round.
1PP for Misfire on Chaos; the next action he takes is negated.


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Sponsoring Duran (Seiken Densetsu 3) in FFO Survivor 6
Keep ~ Yourself ~ Alive

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Simplistic Hero
Big and Angry Ronso

P-vote P-vote

"Flaeli!"

The blast sent Gryz sprawling, crashing into anouther contestant. Gryz whriled around, just in time to see the a dark form with unnessesarily large shoulderpads dissapear around a corner.

"Zio"

Looking down at the figure he had collided with, Gryz dropped a small vial. Angered, he gave left the fallen dragoon, and sprinted after the dark mage.
Rounding a corner, Gryz found himself on a wide catwalk that led to an elevator. Two cowering figures clutched cards to thier chests. Gryz peered over the edge of the catwalk. Below, all hell had broken loose. Hundreds of uniform clad students were searching and battling contestants. Flame and smoke arose from everywhere. The he saw Zio.
Zio was assaulting a massive yeti. The creature was actually taller than Gryz, but suffered from a tremendous slouch. I]"...would be a powerful ally."[/I]

Gryz vaulted over the catwalk edge, plummeting downward. A solid 40 feet later, each of Gryz's mighty boot were firmly planted in Zio's back. The mage struggled furiously. Gryz tossed the yeti a second vial, reached downward, and torn at Zio's tremendous shoulder armor. "These look stupid." He flung the broken armor over his shoulder, and somewhere, a student was struck with a tremendous thud.

OOC: to re-cap. Thats
One R-vote on Kain ( I somhow felt responsible.)
One R-vote on Umaro (Muscle is just too cool.)
And one big freaking Deathblow on Zio. (Smush.)

Eat A-vote mage.

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Dareon
Renraku Employee

Well, time to try out some of these here Power Votes, neh?

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Ito rolled out of the elevator and came to his feet running. He stopped when he realized no one was targetting him.

"This must be the 'protected competitor' part. Few people even pay attention to me. Well, let's see about that..."

Grinning, he detached a grenade from his belt, pulled the pin, and chucked it into a large melee. He laughed and dashed off as it detonated, ducking into a side hallway. He walked down it, noting how much quieter things were becoming.

"Hmm. The fighting must not have gotten here yet."

A moan from behind a car brought his attention quickly up. He crept around the car and stuck his head around to see...

Something which should not belong in a T-rated game. He quietly snuck off again as a cowboy hat and yellow minidress were flung over the car.

(End random moment of PG-13)

Returning to the main hall, he noted a fallen ninja and a green-haired girl kneeling by him weeping.

"Heh, heh, heh... How sad. Your boyfriend's hurt. Well, he'll STAY that way! Let's see how well this magic of mine works! Foul cloud, descend and stop action! Stink!"

With a blast of energy, a cloud of loathsome green gas descended upon the girl, causing her to gasp and choke.

Ito grinned. "I've decided! I think I'm evil! And boy, is it fun!"

1 attack vote to Nall
1 attack vote to Setzer
1 attack vote to Duran

Inflicts Sorrow on Rydia (Sorry! Only being in character! )
Votes remaining: 2 attack, 3 reversal, 2 power

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KyleIII
Locke Cole - FFOS6

Not wanting to remain in the main corridor for fear of being spotted by the three warriors he had angered earlier, Locke went off into one of the many side-passages. He emerged in what appeared to be some type of jungle. Hearing a loud growl out in the distance, Locke realized there must be monsters in the area. "This some kind of training ground?" he thought to himself, "What kind of school is this?"

"On the hum, let's go!" Locke heard someone behind him singing. Jumping behind a rock to avoid being spotted, Locke peeked his head up, and saw that it was none other then Siegfried.

Locke couldn't deny that he had always been jealous of the man, a famous colloseum fighter and treasurer hunter. Though Locke knew he was the better relic finder, he was virtually unknown, and regarded as a thief by almost everyone who knew him. Siegfried, on the other hand, was famous the world over. Regarded as one of the finest fighters in the land, people gathered from around the globe to watch him fight. And though he'd never found anything of note, tales of his adventures had reached near legendary status.

"This might finally be my chance to one-up him." Locke realized. Waiting until Siegfried had walked just past his hiding place, Locke launched a surprise attack.

"Who're you?" demanded Siegfried. Instead of answering, Locke smashed his foe across the face with the flat of his blade. While Siegfried was momentarily stunned Locke began preparing a spell. "I could never do this nearly as well as Terra or Celes, but here goes nothing!"

"Fire 3!" Locke yelled. Within moments, a massive ball of fire fell from the sky and hit the stunned colloseum fighter head on. "It worked!" Locke exclaimed, as his victim rolled on the ground in pain. "The name's Locke Cole, treasure hunter extraordinaire!"

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1 attack vote to Siegfried

Deathblow - 2 Power votes
- 3 A votes to Siegfried

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JonJonB
Disciplinary Committee

Gogo was about to take his dagger to the young man's neck by pure reflex, when he remembered that this was no Imperial Soldier, just an innocent civillian caught up in the tournament. He quickly snatched the sword from the man's belt and kicked him away.
Gogo turned around and bumped into two balls of fur. One little moogle, and a huge frightening Yeti creature.
"Mog, Umaro!"

"Kupo, Gogo!! Umaro said you were here too."

Gogo nodded.
"Yes, this was a chance for me to prove my skill, show everyone that I'm more than a mere addition to the crew."

"Uh....ok, kupo."

Gogo was ready to leave the two behind and go after some prey when a thought struck him.
"Join me," he said flatly, it wasn't an invitation, but an order.

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Munkwunk
FFOS6: Zio

"Bastard Motavian! I should have killed you and your sister when I had the chance!" Zio struggled against the strong arms of the blue man. Unable to physically overpower him as it were, he cast a spell to effectively double his strength.

"Shift!"

Power coursed through Zio's veins; he could feel his muscles flexing beneath his skin as they gained in power. With a quick, fluid movement, the newly powerful black mage flung Gryz from his back, sending the Motavian against a wall on the opposite side of the corridor.

Just then, Zio caught glimpse of the larger, white Motavian-like creature barreling toward him down the hall. He did not looked pleased with the magician.

Reacting as swiftly as possible, Zio darted across the hallway, gripping Gryz by his cloak and flinging him in front of the raging beast, just in time for the monster to crash into him; Gryz was now sandwhiched between the wall and the white one.

"Damn," muttered Zio. "Gotta get out of here."

Leaving his armoured cape behind, Zio darted down the hall and hopped rounded a corner into what appeared to be the living quarters of the schools' students.

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OOC:
Manipulate against Umaro, causing him to use two A-Votes against Gryz.
Berzerk (Shift) on myself. The next three A-Votes I cast should do double damage.

6 A-Votes, 4 R-Votes, 2 P-Votes remaining.

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Sponsor: Setzer

By the Power of Grayskull!!

Like so many before it, the dispute was over a game of cards. Gilgamesh had lost three of his most valued weapons to a teenage girl in a yellow dress who was now inexplicably pulling faces at the multi-armed giant as he prepared to cleave her in two with his remaining sword.

“You lost fair and square, ya big freak!” Selphie yelled at him.

“A trick!” he yelled back, “you must have had that card up your sleeve”

Setzer approached as Selphie pointed out that her dress didn’t have sleeves.

“A true warrior should be as well versed in the acceptance of defeat as he is in the pursuit of victory.” Setzer stated flatly.

Gilgamesh was cleared angered by this interruption. Deftly scooping up his blades he turned to face the gambler, “This is none of your concern. Though since you seem so learn’d in the manner of battle, let us see how you accept your own defeat.”

Sparks flew as the huge warrior scraped the blades of his weapons together in a complex motion that segued into his battle stance. Setzer flung his cloak back and fanned out a deck of cards in each hand. Selphie meanwhile, having gathered the Triple Triad cards that had been scattered on the floor, simply muttered ‘whatever’ and wandered off.

Gilgamesh lunged forward with a long curved blade, which Setzer deflected to his right with one of his card fans. The giant was momentarily confused by this, he could see nothing strange about the cards yet they seemed as hard as steel. Quickly regaining his composure Gilgamesh went on the offensive again. Setzer dodged the strike completely, retaliating with a wide sweep of the cards. The two continued to thrust and parry for a few moments, each looking for some opening. Setzer was having trouble keeping track of the many simultaneous attacks, while Gilgamesh could not see an opportunity through his opponents arcing movements and billowing cloak.

The sword swipes came thick and fast, but the gambler was starting to see through his opponent’s rhythm and deflected them easily. Suddenly he realised it was becoming too easy. Risking a swift glance around during a momentary reprieve he saw that he had been backed into a corridor and his manoeuvering ability would be severely restricted. With a wide grin Gilgamesh spread out his arms, each of his blades running across the walls. As he tensed to lash out with all the swords at once Setzer saw the chance he had been waiting for. The giant’s abdomen was open to attack, just enough for a precise strike to hit. There would only be an instant to strike before Gilgamesh would impale him. It would have to be something special.

The huge warrior roared as he thrust the blades downward, and barely noticed the tiny projectile that darted through the air from under Setzer’s cloak. Barely noticed, that was, until it impacted sharply in his gut and flung him some 20 feet backwards out into the hallway. With a wheezing breathe Gilgamesh conceded. The 10 of clubs had done its job well. It was the highest value the gambler had dared use in an enclosed space and even so the shock-wave had left him winded and left deep cracks in the walls.

Setzer had never enjoyed combat for its own sake, but was determined to see this adventure through to the end.

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1 attack vote to Gilgamesh

1 Deathblow to Gilgamesh (uses 2 Power votes)

Remaining votes: 7 attack, 4 reverse, 6 power.


Special Note about Setzer’s cards: Each suit has a different function. Spades cut. Clubs are impact weapons. Hearts are a mix of incendiary and explosive devices. Diamonds have all kinds of cool gadgets. The power increases with the value of the cards. Setzer will not be using any picture cards in this round since some of them could demolish the Garden.


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He deals the cards as a meditation,
And those he plays never suspect.
He doesn't play for the money he wins,
He doesn't play for respect.

He deals the cards to find the answer,
The sacred geometry of chance.
The hidden law of a probable outcome,
The numbers lead a dance.

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"Two of them hath agreed. 'Tis only a matter of time until this world trembleth at our power!"

Zoma suddenly halted as he felt a flickering in Chaos's Essence. It seemed as though he struck offensively, and decisively; but another warrior of Good seemed to have cursed him, and Chaos's magic was not affecting warriors in service of Light. It was a truly odd phenomonon, and Zoma was uncertain as to whether or not it was mental or magical. But he did know that he had an obligation to his new ally.

After all, how canst we achieve victory if we art weakened? This must needs be remedied.

Zoma emerged in the hallway, where he saw the golden-scaled demon emerge through the wall. He spun as he heard Zoma approach.

"Archfiend! What are you doing here?"

"I hath come to aid thee, Dark Lord. My powers of magic canst alter this odd malady."

Zoma closed his eyes and pointed; after a moment a magical Geas entered into Chaos, forbidding him from attacking his allies and removing any weakness which had forced him to ignore the good warriors.

"I thank you, Archfiend." Chaos licked his lips with a reptilian tongue, as though eager to strike down other foes.

Zoma laughed, loudly and coldly. "It is nothing. We art outnumbered in this place, and it seemeth necessary for us to cooperate. I wouldst not leave an ally alone. Such would be unwise."

Chaos nodded and stretched out his wings. "True. In that case, perhaps we can work together to strike down the humans that have done this to me. What do you say?"

"I say that I shall not play my hand so obviously, Dark One. And yet...."

Zoma concentrated a surge of magical energy into his mind and body. The powerful spell Bikill doubled one's attack power, and he would use it to defeat these humans Chaos referred to.

Chaos offered only a sinister grin in reply and pointed through the wall he had just phased through. Zoma reached to it and casually blasted a hole through it, just large enough for Zoma to fit through, although Chaos would have to fold in his wings to follow him.

As Zoma stepped through the new 'door,' he saw a wide hallway where, at the end nearest him, he saw three humans of a young age, two male and one female. The female seemed badly wounded and both men seemed hurt themselves, though whether a physical wound or mental anguish caused it was impossible to tell.

It did not matter.

Zoma raised both hands toward the three humans, and the two men rose and face him. At their distance, however, they could not stop Zoma's powerful magical attack.

"Firevolt!" Ripples of white-hot flame, magnified in intensity due to Zoma's boosting spell, rushed at the three mortals and immolated them in the blaze. As the spell died, all three were still alive; though no doubt badly hurt.

Zoma allowed another booming laugh to issue from his throat as he turned to the monster behind him.

"That, thou mighty Fiend, is how it is done."

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Use of Berserk (the Bikill spell) for 2 Power Votes.
Use of Following (to force Chaos to not attack Dark Ex-Types) for 2 Power Votes.

Attack vote (Berserked) against Duran.
Attack vote (Berserked) against Rydia.
Attack vote (Berserked) against Edge.

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San Draco
The Man in Scales (MIS!)

(Before Zoma's Following)
Chaos stumbled back, baffled by what had happened. He was Chaos, the Master of Time. How could a mere mortal influence his thoughts? But, alas, they did.

A smaller, but still impressive blue-skinned demon appeared in front of him. To his confused thoughts, this consitituted a threat. He lashed out, his silver claws seeking to rend the one in front of him.

Chaos missed. Something that had never happened to him before. Duran's slash to Chaos's shoulder had disoriented him, forcing him to overcompensate. Hence, the miss.

Zoma chuckled, slightly. "I see what hath befallen thee, and I knowest of a way to cure thy affliction. My powers of magic canst alter this odd malady."

Closing his eyes slightly, Chaos could feel the influence of Zoma's magic winding its way through his thought, replacing his earlier compulsion.

He then saw Zoma wreaking vengeance on the three fools that Chaos had attacked earlier. Chaos, determined not to be the lesser of the pair, also attacked Duran, firing a blast of ice at him.

Turning to Zoma, Chaos said, "It is time for me to seek my own prey. We shall meet again, Zoma."
---

Chaos looked down the far hallway to his left. Two creatures, one a tall furry Yeti, the other a Moogle. The Yeti muttered, "I no can find him anywhere. You find him, Mog?"

The moogle shakes his head. "No, I haven't, kupo."

Chaos slowly gets in front of them. "Tell me, fools. Where are we?"

The Yeti shakes his head. "I know not."

The moogle attempts to dance, but stops at one glare from Chaos. "If you two do not have useful information, then I am forced to destroy you. May your spirits rest in peace."

Gathering the magic power around him, Chaos pushed out a twisting column of flame. It quickly engulfed the two beasts, and send them running away. "I heard Zoma talk of another which had joined us. Perhaps we will meet soon. Nevertheless, there are more servants of Light here. I will make my presence felt."
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Vote recap:
1 A-vote to Zoma, which Misfires.
1 A-vote to Duran.
1 A-vote to Mog.
1 A-vote to Umaro.

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Kyo
Duran - FFOS6

Post

As Duran fell from the mighty power of the fire spell that Zoma unleashed, something snapped within him. A recent memory came to light in his mind, and the two experiences began comparing themselves against one another in the split second that he began to topple.

Weighing, testing each other.

The answer was a relief and a dissappointment at the same time.

Zoma's laughter was cut short when the smoke cleared away, revealing that the young swordsman was still standing. He wiped the blood from his lip as a golden aura began to permeate his entire body, his eyes blazing in focused determination.

"...What is it with you dark mages and Fire magic? It's a pity, though..."

"What?"

"A pity indeed... that your strength isn't quite on Koren's level."

Zoma took a step back, a flicker of fear wavering in his eye for a moment. Who is this that posesses greater potential magic than I? Inconceivable! He must be bluffing... Stalling?

Then Zoma realized what exactly that golden aura around Duran actually represented.

Oh, shit...

Duran exploded towards the dark mage, golden traces of ionized air streaming off him as he unleashed a Tech that he shouldn't have been able to accomplish at his level.

"Triple Slash... Succession!"

Three split images of Duran attacked him simultaenously at that moment, then each performed it's own style attack on him. The first threw his sword into the air, while the second unleashed a flurry of rapid slashes on him, and the third charged him and used it's momentum to deal out the first half of the Cross Slash Tech, as Zoma was pushed into the ribbon of energy by the veracity of the second image's attack. Energy gathered around the real Duran(the first image), and as he caught his sword, he instantly dashed through the entire spectacle, taking the other two with him. The result?

Pain. In massive quantities.

Zoma was thrown violently into a stone pillar as Duran used his own sword as a crutch to support himself, panting heavily.

"Whew... I think I stopped him for a while..."

"Yess... you did. A shame you neglected to notice that I was back."

Duran felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, then darkness consumed him entirely, Chaos laughing evilly as he slumped to the ground in unconsciousness.

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No, I didn't use a Limit Break.

3PP used for the Jump attack, negating Zoma's Beserk A-Vote against Duran and attacking him with 3 A-Votes.
2PP for the Aura ability, healing Duran, Edge, and Rydia with an R-Vote each.

Annd... I'm out of Power Points.

One A-Vote to Chaos.
One A-Vote to Zoma.
One R-Vote to Edge.
One R-Vote to Rydia.


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Sponsoring Duran (Seiken Densetsu 3) in FFO Survivor 6
Keep ~ Yourself ~ Alive

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