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Baka
Wind Seer
Posts: 111
(6/6/02 2:47:50 pm)

Re: A new purpose. Chapter 1: Recruitment
What he said. Yeah.


Baka // Wind Seer // Salva Nos

Dry31
RTT: Garai
Posts: 44
(6/6/02 2:49:27 pm)

Re: Rurouni Taikai Tactics - Round Three - Time To Buckle Do
*High atop a building, Garai has found his sniping post. He chuckles at the irony...who would suspect an assault from the top of a church? Grinning evilly, he aims his Buster Cannon...checking the bracer for confirmation, he fires. Then he starts firing randomly, unleashing a plasma holocaust at anyone who isn't smart enough to be somewhere else. Finally, he aims at a large pink bunny shape. The bracer projects a holographic image of the person wearing the armor...*

Garai: Ward?!

*Garai looks stunned for a second...then begins laughing uncontrollably for a few moments. At last, he locks on again...and begins charging the Buster. The Buster charges up...and then Garai fires, unleashing an immense ball of plasma at Ward. Garai follows up with a regular shot, grinning at the destruction...*

Garai: Well, that's enough havoc for now. Perhaps I'll cause some more later...

*Garai rises to his feet, and leaves his post...but before he leaves, he throws a Tablet down to one of the combatants, on a whim.*

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One A-Vote to Ryogo.
One A-Vote to Cinder.
One A-Vote to Ward.
One A-Vote to Ivan.
One A-Vote to Golbez.
One A-Vote to Isaac.
One A-Vote to Link.
One A-Vote to Ryo.
One A-Vote to Glider.
One A-Vote to Yoshi.
One R-Vote to Laguna.
Deathblow on Ward.

(OOC: To everyone I attacked, please don't take it personally. I spread my attacks out evenly with the exception of one team, so my votes won't really make a difference. I'm just trying to get Experience.)

~dry31~
(Pay no attention to any of the above.)
Luna: The PLACE
http://pub88.ezboard.com/bluna83999

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Other teams may have snazzy quotes...but actions speak louder than words.
*Falls down.*

Edited by: Dry31 at: 6/6/02 2:50:31 pm
KojiChao
Customer
Posts: 32
(6/6/02 2:53:08 pm)
Re: Rurouni Taikai Tactics - Round Three - Time To Buckle Do
Hey, Bugenhagen. ^_^ (Hey, I spelled it right!!) I read the topic starts, and I read through posts. But, if I'm in a hurry, like now, or I haven't been ONLINE to read something, I can't reply to it right away... =/ Because of that, I now have to react accordingly. Not my fault I had to sleep durring such time. :D OK, so it is, because I never went to bed until 7:30am, and I woke up about 30 minutes ago. Pffft. Anywho...

Alrighty then! Seems the rest of my team is now suited up, and all Beef-cake, and assuming they're sorta here.. (Eww, sorry about your fingers, Lise. x.x;;) I am suggesting the Neutral side. Only based on my character's Personality... However, please feel free to let me know your thoughts and ideas for the war-fare team. ^_^;

(*Is ICQ'd by Daig* Ooop. Well! Still uncertainies! We'll wait for Mintaka, I suppose.. o.o;)

Terra Lockheart
Customer
Posts: 19
(6/6/02 2:56:43 pm)
Hmm...
Krizak, you are far from a bad host. Hosting in itself is a tough job, but choosing to host three and being able to pull off all of them (especially with the amount of problems in the last one...argh -_-;;) is something already. The fact that you're just doing it is good enough for me...

LOL @ Trance Gredge. Not only does he have no idea how many people were annoyed at him, he also has no clue that there were already two other tournaments...

Since you guys picked Healing and Energy, I guess I'll go with offense to balance things out...yup, Assault forces is fine (for the rebels). I'll be back in a few to write, btw. (feel free to use Agrias)

AsylumXKP
RTT::Conker
Posts: 58
(6/6/02 3:13:11 pm)

Writer's Block
Don't feel bad Krizak, Hell, you got this far. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves (I.E. the GOAL of these tournaments), and the plot is developing nicely. And Writer's block happens to all of us, even now I have no freakin' clue what to do with Conker. Guess I'll sleep now, worry later. If any of you want to use Conker, go ahead. Just don't do anything Conker wouldn't do. Peace out until tomorrow.


"Oh yeah, I'm gonna get tanked tonight!"

Mintaka
RTT: Lise
Posts: 52
(6/6/02 3:15:40 pm)

"Heaven's Coming Down"
Lise looked out across the narrow causeway between buildings, shaking her head slightly. Its almost like home all over agian, people fighting for control of things...

She bit her tongue, eyeing the riddled walkway and looking for anyone hiding above or around who could fire down on someone crossing.

Trust only goes so far.

Her eyes surveyed one more time, and she lowered the visor over her eyes. Having tested the capabilities of her armor, she learned that mobility was her strength; the armor complimented her narual abilities, enhancing her innate skills and prowness.

She couched down, gripping her lance. "Time to move." The dash thrusters kicked on as she leapt into action, giving her a quick boost as she started accross the walkway. Her moves hadn't gone unnoticed, as a small hail of shots came down around her.

She skid to a halt as she slid under the lip of the path above as she reached the other side, looking up with vengence at who fired on her. I don't have time for them!

She dodged into the building as a larger blast hit a nearby wall. Her eyes trailed back to the source. However...

She took a note of the person and moved within the new building, heading further into it and looking for a way up.
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Still no votes...

allenhill2002
RTT: Golbez
Posts: 337
(6/6/02 3:17:39 pm)

I'm listening Bugen
"You're nothing more then a dirty old man seeking fun, aren't you?" asked Golbez with a smirk.

"Damn straight!" replied Strago, while giving Golbez a friendly punch to the arm, "What else is a geezer like me supposed to do?"

"I don't quite know." said Golbez, "Have you ever heard of a man name Te..."

But Golbez never got to finish, because at that moment an explosion shook the structure of the building, causing everyone to get knocked off their feet.

"What was that?" asked Golbez, just as they heard a scream come from Agrias' capsule.

Golbez turned toward Strago and shouted, "You check on Agrias, I'll go see what all the commotion is all about!"

Golbez rushed out of the room to see dozens of guards run for a room down the hall yelling something about rebels.

"Open up!!!" They shouted.

And no more than seconds later, they broke the door down and opened fire.

Golbez grabbed the hilt of his sword, that was attached to his leg armor, and pressed a bottom on it that emitted a blade of energy. (like Zero's sword, or a lightsaber) He slashed the wall in a circular motion, then kicked it in creating a circular hole in the wall that was about 5 feet in diameter.

Golbez got as far back as he could, then ran and dived through the opening in the wall. He then pressed a button on his wrist to activate his jet pack, only to have it deactivated by a shot of plasma from an unknown assailant.

Edit (so it fits in with Terra's post)
As Golbez plummeted, he opened himself to the magic that he had been so skilled with all his life. He started to fall slower and slower, until finally he stopped.

He then used that same energy to make himself rise back up. Just then, several guards opened fire on him. Golbez skillfully dodged the bullets as he flew in closer and closer to the disgruntled guards. Finally the guards realized that they couldn't hit such a fast target and pulled out various close range weapons themselves.

Golbez quickly dispatched his foes, one by one until there was just one left.

"Rebel scum!" the lone guard shouted, "You took out some of my best soldiers, but you are match for a General!"

"I'm not a Rebel," Golbez said, "And I don't what to kill you."

"Liar!!!" screamed the General, "But it doesn't matter, you'll all be dead soon enough!"


Redemption comes at what cost?

Edited by: allenhill2002 at: 6/6/02 6:11:30 pm
Shizuyoko
RTT::Laguna Loire
Posts: 73
(6/6/02 3:34:09 pm)

Laguna Loire: 3-3
Laguna Loire: 3-3
Who Done Made My Baby Mad?


Still unaware of his scatological adornment, Laguna watched as Scarlett leaned against a portion of the walkway and downed the potion he had given her. The expression on her face was a little different than usual. She seemed almost… upset, or distressed, or something. She tossed the potion bottle behind her shoulder with an angry motion and closed her eyes.

“Scarlett?” Laguna asked tentatively, “Are you…” he hesitated, afraid that she’d lambaste him for daring to suggest such a thing, but then forged ahead bravely because it was the only way he knew how to do things.

“Are you ok? Is something wrong?” A delicate pause. “Can I help?”

Scarlett’s vivid blue eyes snapped open and Laguna winced inwardly, positive that he was in for it. Raine certainly would have sliced and diced him in a similar situation. He hunkered down mentally and waited for her to explode.

An explosion occurred, but not quite what he had expected. Things began to happen very quickly.

The intensely ugly sound of a Gattling gun came from behind the small group of contestants. Scarlett’s eyes flared again, but this time in pain, not anger. Her body stiffened and blood flowed down from the back of her head, covering her shoulders and soaking into her red dress. Slowly she fell towards Laguna.

Someone was yelling angrily. As Laguna caught Scarlett in his arms and lowered her to ground he wondered irritably whom it was making all that noise. He bit his lip until the blood flowed as he maneuvered Scarlett against his body. The angry voice had quieted.

He had been the one yelling so angrily.

“Hold on, Scarlett, hold on.” He murmured, the litany falling unnoticed from his lips. Her limp body was supported against his chest, blood running down the green body armor in thick rivulets. Her hair was matted with blood and the sharp tang of copper stung Laguna’s nose as he worked to calm his mind enough to cast magic.

The familiar motion of touching his forehead with his right hand helped somewhat and he fell into the trance with only a little effort. He twisted the hand so the palm was outwards and moved it with the words that came tumbling from his lips.

“CURAGA!” Green particles showered down onto Scarlett’s pale face. Her chest hitched with a deep breath and the flow of blood eased considerably.

Not enough, not enough, not enough, he thought frantically and prepared to cast once more.

“CURAGA!” Again the shower of green particles drifted onto Scarlett’s form. She groaned and began breathing with a regular strong motion.

Laguna clasped her tightly to his armor-clad chest. “Scarlett, can you hear me? Are you all right?”

Her eyes fluttered. “Can’t… can’t move,” she whispered.

Paralyzed!

“Hold on, dear heart,” he whispered to her as he prepared to cast Esuna. The shimmering light from the spell swirled around her form ethereally and then faded. Scarlett moaned and made an effort to sit upright. Laguna assisted her, using one hand to wipe blood away from her cheek and neck.

He looked down at her as his hand continued its futile effort to remove the blood. Blue eyes met blue and for once Laguna’s body didn’t rebel.

“Scarlett,” was all he said, cupping her face gently.

~~~

Laguna Loire – Adept – Level 1

1 R-Vote to Scarlett
1 SPECIAL-DOUBLE-R-Vote to Scarlett
And one heart, if you'll have it, Scarlett.

Remaining:
6 A-Votes
1 R-Votes
1 SPECIAL-DOUBLE-R-VOTE
60 SPs



"I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors, but I think that God's got a sick sense of humor."

TenshiKain
RTT :: Ramirez
Posts: 26
(6/6/02 3:36:40 pm)

Re: A new purpose. Chapter 1: Recruitment
"I call that one ROFUP I."

"I call that a prayer for death..."

Ramirez kept his face blank as he uttered the soft, almost inaudible comment, the man in front of him whirling around as he spoke. The one called "Ryogo" was very adept, having chosen a fine assortment of armor and weapons. He even had a dark oblong shield on his left arm, which breezed past Ramirez as he turned. Ramirez had watched from afar a round prior as Scarlett had chosen to fix her sights on him, which was understandable; the man was, after all, as significant a threat as he was. But, while Scarlett was free in his eyes to snipe a target at random, the man was somewhat too cocky. And Ramirez so detested overconfidence, especially in a gunman. Too many Blue Rogues thought they were gods because they had a gun. To them, something that could fire a pellet at maximum speed was a symbol of their divine nature. That the might of Galcian and the Valuan empire was at their mercy.

Idiots. Every last one.

Ramirez's eyes flashed with gold as the man turned, and in his mind's eye, he saw what had surprised Ryogo. The Ginken was held up in Ramirez's hands, crackling with Silver magic as its deadly edge pointed out. Ramirez's vision sniped over his upraised left bicep, glittering with quiet anger as Ryogo brought up his shield and weapon for an attack. Total fool.

He struck without warning, the Ginken's light flashing with silver as Ramirez brought it down in a diagonal cut from left shoulder to right hip on his target. He felt his lovely, invincible blade cleanly slice armor, a dull vibration ringing to his palms from the Ginken's tip as he fell to one knee, following the blow completely through. The blade discharged its Eternis magic, and Ramirez heard crackles along his target's armor. Still, though, he did not relent even for one moment. The magic already surging in him was far too enticed by rage, the concept that this human could even think of taking away what was rightly his bringing a wave of fury through his pale face, and left a hot blush of anger pulsing in his cheeks. Ramirez bit his lip until the blood came, his voice growling from the bottom of his throat in a quiet, raspy grunt.

"She is MINE to battle, wretch!" Ramirez yelled, and before his surprised target could reply, the Silvite brought his left hand up from the blade. He held it up with an open palm, his glove beginning to surge with pulsating light of silver. He didn't even need to focus on the six moons orbiting around his target in his mind's eye, knowing what would flare in the next instant. In doing so, he lost much of the spell's deadly power, but he only needed so much to do this. The light radiated from his fingertips, and he gave his feet a fierce push, straightening up to slam his hand into the man's chest.

Eternis.

Ramirez felt his arm shudder as the magic of the crystal in his palm gave a sudden drain, and then struck. At such close range and in the space of only a second, there was no room for the spike of Silver magic to form and shoot forward for an impaling. Instead, as the Eternis spear of silver magic shot from Ramirez's glowing hand, it shattered against the man's armor with a tremendous wave of impact, exploding into pulsing white particles between himself and Ramirez. Ramirez's hand recoiled from the blast, and the chest of the man was struck with so intense a spell that he was sent back from the impact, his feet dangling half a foot above the ground before they were brought to an abrupt stop. He smashed into the window of a mall complex some thirty feet from where they stood, and Ramirez heard screams of surprise from the civilians within.

He dropped his hand from the air, bending his knees slightly to wring it. The spell had bloodied the palm, a thin cut along his left hand oozing with dark crimson fluid. Strangely, Ramirez smirked; damned if pain wasn't unpleasant, but the unpleasantness brought a feel of life to him. As the cut carved a stinging sensation down his supple forearm, it brought a little more of his senses back to him.

Mine to battle. She is mine to battle...

His eyes caught Scarlett's distant figure- she lay in that man Laguna's arms, being nursed by his attempts. Ramirez bowed his head, and his lips bared just a little to give a slight flash of delicately sculpted teeth. As he flicked the blood from his hand and stepped off to the side, he had to finger the cut a little bit.

Mine...all mine, 'Scarlett'...

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1 A-Vote to Ryogo
Deathblow on Ryogo (11 SP)


This was IC, Switch, not OOC-aimed. But knowing what you told Mith, you'll probably take it that way. *shakes head*

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Sponsoring Ramirez, Skies of Arcadia, Team Two-On-One.

Edited by: TenshiKain at: 6/6/02 3:39:14 pm
Terra Lockheart
Customer
Posts: 20
(6/6/02 3:37:44 pm)
kicking arse and taking names...or not
"Ahh!" Agrias screamed from inside her capsule.

After being outfitted in some odd type of battle armor of the likes she'd never seen before, she'd been attacked by a soldier in red and black armor...the enemy, or so it seemed.

"Hey! Girl...er...Agens...Agrias...whatever your name is...come out!" Strago's voice called.

Stepping out from the capsule, Agrias saw the soldier on the ground, clutching his arm.

"All ready?" he asked, eyeing her. Agrias had the odd feeling that he was imagining her without a top on, but she shook off the feeling and nodded, rattling the armor.

"Then lets go help Golbez!"

Looking at the buster attached to her arm, Agrias had the feeling that the going would be a little easier this time around.

Following the old man out, she came face to face with Golbez squaring off with his opponent.

"Need any help?" she offered.

Tyrus Alfudore
Customer
Posts: 43
(6/6/02 3:47:12 pm)
A New Purpose. Chapter 2: The Training
Kuja was lead into a room with weight, punching bags, or what seemed to be punching bags anyway, and some kind of machine at the far end that someone was punching a at. " Dame it!" the man said and walked away from it pissed and went to the nearest lifting machine. Kuja smiled at that. " Come over here" the young soldier beckoned Kuja. Kuja followed him to the machine where the man had just been. " This is a force reader" the young soldier explained. " It read the force of your punch. You have to get a certain level before you can enter any combat situation. Although it is rare there are time when it may come down to hand to hand out there and we need are soldier to be able to handle themselves when there gun fails. Got it?" the young soldier asked Kuja. Kuja tried his hardest to keep from breaking out in luaghter. After the restraint he nodded his head. " Good, then let's get started. punch the padded area and we'll see how far along you are." the young soldier demanded. Kuja went up to the machine and puched while adding enough force power behind it to reach the machines limit without it breaking. A weird symbol was displayed and the young soldiers mouth dropped. " That's impossible. The only other people that have scored that high are Jax and Dominique!" the soldier said in shock. Kuja smiled and back away. " I think I could handle hand to hand combat. What's next?" Kuja wound up breezing through all the trainings with a little help from his hidden power of course. With that he was taken into a room with a bed and was told to rest untill the mission briefing. Kuja layed on the bed. ( Can't wait for this mission.)

Sponsored by Kuja

Mithrigil
RTT--Scarlett Welles
Posts: 46
(6/6/02 4:14:37 pm)

Does that...I mean, do you...Aw, hell...
He was kissing her.

Oh god...

Not the way she had kissed him.

What am I...

Some other way entirely. Subtle and demanding at the same time.

..what is he...what is he making me feel?

She couldn't use this kiss the way she had used others. There was nothing to learn from it, no pleasures or pains to gauge. Just the aroma of blood and the press of his hands and lips.

Laguna...does that...I mean, do you...

Her breathing was becoming difficult, outright laborious. She hoped--PRAYED--that it was just the loss of blood making her dizzy.

Tentatively and painfully, she reached her arms up to find anything, anything stable at all. They found cold metal, and for a moment she was relieved, and held on for dear life.

It shifted, and she could feel the same metal pressing through the caking blood on her bare back. Pressure, like hands...she remembered, that he was in armor.

A knight in shining armor...a hero's kiss...

Her lips were responding to him and her mind was too drowsy and overwhelmed to stop them.

How long can this go on...?

She felt mechanically warm pinpirks of touch running though her hair and down her neck, and nearly jumped with surprise, holding him tighter, clumsily parting her lips by way of a gasp. he took it as an invitation, deepening the kiss, pulling her paralyzed body closer to him...

Stop...Laguna, I want to stop...I have to fight...thank you for this, but I have to fight...get the asshole who did this to me...stop feeling whatever it is I've got for you...

AS her strength returned, her body and mind started acting together. Laguna could feel her kiss becoming cold,, and, were it not for the armor, her nails clawing at his back.

..I have to... "Laguna..."

His eyes opened a second before hers did, and were able to see the resigned expression hers made when closed.

Let go of "...Help me..."

He bit his lip, slightly bloodied by hers, and started to lift her to a stand.

I have to "...find my team...Gilder..." ...Rami...

He sighed. Gilder. When he slid an arm around her waist to help her move, he realized just how cold the body armor was.


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OOC: I've been known to take what people give me and run with it. In this case, I've scrapped a pair of posts due to recent attrocities and come out with something better. At least there's something to be said for my angst-driven nature.

Scarlett Welles
2 A-votes (minus 2 for Paralyze)
6 R-votes
3 Double-R-votes
47 SP
Less a few tears and up a few levels as a writer
But I've stopped laughing.


Guess who Ms. Sexual Repression USA is playing in RTT?



Isn't the irony lovely?

Some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's Mithrigil.
(this links to LT)

...

Edited by: Mithrigil at: 6/6/02 4:23:47 pm
Bugenhagen
RTT: Billy Lee Black
Posts: 853
(6/6/02 4:24:34 pm)

If you're reading this title, raise your hand in your post
Curley- Technically, Billy did meet Emeralda. They didn't speak or anything, but Billy, Citan, and Elly got her from the underground faucility before the battle with Stein. I'm pretty sure that when Stein escaped with her, she was in Crescens. After all, Crescens has nano-technology.

If I'm wrong about Emeralda riding Crescens, so sue me. I've gone this far, and I'm not going to change it. :p

---

Billy and Emilia flew through the sky. It was aproaching dusk. Billy's armor was noisy, as it required jets to fly. Emilia's armor was silently gliding, occasionally making small noises as it flapped it's great wings. They flew together for a while, neither one saying anything.

Billy broke the silence. "Where are we going?"

"To my home," she replied. "It shouldn't be far."

Dodging blasts from a man on a church, Billy and Emilia descended onto ground level. This area was much different from the rest of the city. While everything on the sky level was streamlined and polished, down here was grubby, and there was many abandoned buildings. Billy looked around, surprised. They touched the ground, and Emilia's wings folded back into her armor.

"This is where you live? In the slums?

She looked at Billy, distantly. "Yes, I live here." She tilted her head. "What, they don't have slums on your world?"

Billy's eyes widened. "You don't believe what that man said, do you?"

She looked Billy in the eyes. "I believe what I see. You were on the verge of death, and yet you healed without a scar. You seem different from the other citizens here. You have no idea how dangerous it is here, and are incredibly naive." She shook her head, and a smile broke out across her face. "I'm not sure if you're even human, Billy, but there's something about you that I can't help but like."

Billy didn't know what to think about this comment.

"Uh... thanks?"

She laughed. "Come on, lets go."

She grabbed Billy's hand and led him through the buildings. On a second look, the 'slums' weren't as bad as they seemed; in fact, they were kept up quite nicely. Still, Billy felt uneasy here, and didn't want to stay that long.

Billy and Emilia came to a squat house, and Emilia walked up to the door. She knocked. Billy walked up to the door and put his arm around her. She looked up and smiled.

The door opened a crack. "Who is this?" asked the man behind the door.

Emilia shook her head, letting her red hair cascade down her back. "He's a friend of mine, Daddy. Let us in, will you?"

The door swung wide, and a large man in dark black armor stood there. Emilia ran in and gave him a hug. Her father motioned Billy in, and they came into the building.

Billy walked around the room, until Emilia motioned him to sit. Emilia's father sat in the chair across from them and rested his head on his hands.

Emilia started the conversation. "So, Daddy, this is Billy. I met him today-"

"-when you were supposed to be completing your assignment?" her father replied coldly.

Emilia looked as if she had been slapped. "You said that it didn't matter if I succeded or not-"

He looked her in the face. "What I wanted you to do was to succeed. I said whatever I needed to so I could make you complete it. But then you meet this Billy here and decide to betray us."

Her eyes grew wide. "How could you know that?" she whispered.

"I have contacts all around the city. Do you think that I don't know what you're doing every moment of the day? That man who you two talked to. He's a member of the military."

"Dad, you can't possibly believe-"

" I believe what I see. Isn't that what you said to this young man before you came here? Well, I believe what I see, too, and what I see is a traitor."

Billy noticed that there was a pistol in his right hand.

"You know what happens to traitors, Emilia. You know."

Emilia was frozen. She didn't move a muscle. "D-Daddy..." she croaked.

Her father suddenly rose the gun. Billy was much faster. He fired his own gun, and suddenly her father had no way of holding the gun anymore.

Suddenly, two more people were at the windows! They were obviously hiding in wait, in case the two posed some sort of a resistance. Both fired their guns at the same time, but Billy grabbed Emilia's hand, engaged the jets, and blew out the ceiling of Emilia's house, holding her in tow.

The jets weren't designed for two, and Emilia's weight began making the two sink. Emilia didn't seem to notice what was going on. She was frozen in shock. They touched the ground about a hundred yards from the house, and Billy began dragging her along. The two rebels chased after them, firing their pistols.

Billy grabbed his Ether gun and changed the ammo. He fired a single bullet at the closest guard. The bullet streamed towards the man, and suddenly ice began forming around him. The man was encased in ice, and couldn't move.

The second man raised his gun and fired. The energy blast streamed past Billy and smashed into Emilia. She screamed in pain. Billy raised his Ether gun and froze the second man.

"Ow... ow... ow...," she whimpered. Billy looked down at her. Her breastplate was ripped, and there was blood everywhere. Billy lowered his head, and chanted in a low voice.

"O lord, grant me thy holy power of life and emit thy Purity Light."

A small light entered Emilia, and the blood disappeared. Her skin healed up, and the metal of her armor reverted back to its origional state.

She stared at him, then her chest, then him again. She looked Billy in the eyes. She seemed to be forming a decision. "Billy-"

She was cut short by a loud crack. The ice around the first man was cracking. He was escaping!

Billy turned to Emilia. "Can you fly?" he asked. She nodded.

Emilia's wings unfolded from her armor, and Billy started his jets. They rose into the air as the assassin broke free and began shooting at them. They dodged his blasts, and ascended into the sky.

"You know what, Billy? I think that you were mistaken. I'm not an angel. You are."

--

Sponsoring Billy Lee Black

Did you notice that the two great angels only have one wing each...?

According to a legend handed down in Nisan...
God could have created humans perfectly...
But then, humans would not have helped each other...
So that is what these great single-winged angels symbolizes...
In order to fly, they are dependent on one another.
~Margie, Xenogears

Switchblade
RTT- Ryogo Kusama
Posts: 48
(6/6/02 4:34:51 pm)
I think I've been misunderstood.
The biggest downside of communicating over the internet: although text can exactly express a person's words it can never exactly capture their emotions.

I may have sounded harsh and royally outraged, but that's not my intention. I was joking, okay? Joking. I know it's a game, I'm not some kind of over-competitive freak. I'm not really mad at Mith, just like I'm not mad at anyone who's voted against me. All I did was put a little twist on an old expression (which was about the character and not the sponsor herself) and make a little good-natured jab at a friend which got horribly misinterpretted and now makes everyone think I'm a world class asshole. Calm down, people, it was all in jest (and as soon as I finish posting this it will also be deleted).

Edit: It's gone.

Edited by: Switchblade at: 6/6/02 4:52:12 pm
Baka
Wind Seer
Posts: 112
(6/6/02 4:35:42 pm)

Act 3, Scene 6 - "Perspective"
The city doesn't look as pretty now. Rubble.. explosions... I sense the start of the rebellion that dragonboy mentioned. I wonder how much of it will be sparked off just be our presence though?

Ivan stood now on the top of a building - or what was left of it. The skyscraper had been hit by.. something.. and now, only half was left. He put a hand on the remnant of the wall and peered over. Even from here, he couldn't see the ground, and the sky was reduced to a small square above him.

"Strange, isn't it?" A voice from behind him made him turn. The Valkyrie woman leant on her spear behind him, her hair drifting slightly in the breeze. "They built something like this, then climb over themselves to knock it all down."

Ivan remained silent, looking out over the edge.

"It makes me wonder what the point is. They advance so much, they make this place - "

"They abandoned the life of the planet. Aiming for things they could never reach, they left behind everything they held dear, and everything that seemed important." Ivan removed his helmet, running his hand through his hair.

Lise looked at him, a strange, slightly inquisitive expression on her face. "You sound sad."

"So do you."

"True."

"It's a shame there's no way we can go back and change it. The man, Krizak, he wants us to fight in their little war. But.. I don't think I will. I'd rather leave things to run their course."

That fight... it's put a new perspective on things, it really has.

Binding an air Djinn to his feet, he put his helmet back on his head and took off, floating upwards rapidly towards the cloudline. Behind him, Lise sighed. Ivan caught a fleeting thought from her.

Sorrow.

"That girl is strong. She can see things how they really are. She could go far like that."

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1 R-vote to Lise

I need to start shooting out votes, so:
1 A-vote to Ryogo
1 A-vote to Cinder


Sorry they're generic, let's say they were caught in the aftermath of the Psynergy battle earlier.


Baka // Wind Seer // Salva Nos

Edited by: Baka at: 6/6/02 4:36:52 pm
Sylphid
RTT - Vivi
Posts: 36
(6/6/02 4:36:58 pm)

3-3
The armoured mage and his warrior companion, Link, continued along the walkways in search of Ivan, Aeris, or Delita - two allies of Link's.

Gunfire rang out over the catwalks, and a woman howled in pain as a man darted off. The lady clutched at her head, and scarlet liquids came pouring out - be they blood or another fluid, the mage was uncertain. But regardless, the mage felt the need to help.

Aiming two spells at the mysterious woman, the mage charged up the powers of Esuna and Curaga to hopefully mend the wounds. At this distance, it was the best he could do.

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Cleanse on Scarlett. Scarlett's [Paralyze] status is removed, and she recovers 2 Life.


Vivi has returned once again for Rurouni Taikai Tactics.
Member of Team ~Disciples of Wind~
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Shizuyoko
RTT::Laguna Loire
Posts: 74
(6/6/02 4:45:10 pm)

Laguna Loire: 3-4
Laguna Loire: 3-4
Shunyata


Her lips were warm. Laguna fell down into that heat. The world slipped away with a dizzying rush and there was nothing left but the truth of human contact. The kiss lengthened, deepened. She murmured against his mouth.

Scarlett?

He felt her reaching for support. Her fingers clung to his blood-slickened armor as she tried to move. The kiss faltered. Reality intruded.

Scarlett?

His eyes opened and saw the look of resignation, of determination, on her face. He pulled away slightly and felt the recognition of what she was flood through him. Realization was chilling, and he bowed his head. Silently he helped her to her feet.

She murmured again, struggling to stand on her own. "...find my team...Gilder..."

Gilder.

Scarlett.

Laguna.

He looked down at her as he steadied her recalcitrant body.

“We’ll find a way to cure the paralysis,” he said quietly, “Then you can rejoin your team.”

His armor was covered with her blood. There was a tinge of red on his lips from her kiss. His blue eyes were calm as he looked at her.

Scarlet, his mind cried.

“C’mon,” he told her gently.

(insert Vivi’s post here)

Laguna watched as Scarlett left to find her team, to find Gilder.

Turning, he left to find his own.

~~~

Laguna Loire – Adept – Level 1

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"I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors, but I think that God's got a sick sense of humor."

TenshiKain
RTT :: Ramirez
Posts: 27
(6/6/02 4:46:09 pm)

Re: 3-3
Switchblade- relax. I don't think anybody considers you an asshole, but you're right in that it was misunderstood. It would help to include a smiley in there, though- it's just not all that funny to keep saying stuff like that without making it clear. Smileys were made to let people know what tone you're holding these things in.

That and to be hilarious, but hey. ^^ In any case, I'm sorry if I came off as harsh, but your comments were upsetting. Now, let us move on for more jello bikiniage.

...what are you all saying "spam" for!? Jello bikinis are never spam! :D

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Bugenhagen
RTT: Billy Lee Black
Posts: 856
(6/6/02 4:57:54 pm)

Huh?
Quote:
The biggest downside of communicating over the internet: although text can exactly express a person's words it can never exactly capture their emotions.


If that's true, than I've been wasting the entire day.

--

Sponsoring Billy Lee Black

Did you notice that the two great angels only have one wing each...?

According to a legend handed down in Nisan...
God could have created humans perfectly...
But then, humans would not have helped each other...
So that is what these great single-winged angels symbolizes...
In order to fly, they are dependent on one another.
~Margie, Xenogears

Kyo
RTT: Issac
Posts: 37
(6/6/02 5:04:59 pm)

End round post: Mistaken
Issac sat, almost sprawled in disconsolate manner, under a barricade of a few chairs and tables of a abandoned cafe on the seventeenth floor of the tower where the round had started. The lights on his suit were all flashing red, and a holographic display panel was flashing the same color, displayed in front of him.

System integrity FALURE

Power cells fractured; output at 0.002%
Repulsorlifts on emergency backup
SysArmor defense at 5% enhancement
Suit deactivation imminent within 1 hour!


And his eyes, the sapphire gates that belied more emotion than any gesture could make for the Venus Adept, were blank, pupiless. All one could discern from them would be a blue haze. Maybe Mia, if she were here, might be able to understand that that reflected accepted chastisement. Maybe.

I guess I'm no better than Saturos, Issac reflected. In that moment, I was completely ruthless; willing to use any power available to get what I wanted. It's obvious from this suit's readings that not even half of what I did to Ivan reflected my own abilities. So, in retrospect, he won.

A mirthless chuckle escaped his lips, which felt rather dry all of a sudden. Should I even be caring whether he won or not? The old me never would have... In fact, the old me would have never tried to attack Ivan, no matter how much he provoked me.

But he--Ivan, has changed a lot since I fought by his side. Is it a change for the better?

And have I changed for the worse?

A few moments later, Issac stood outside the skyscraper's ground floor, his suit gone, back in his old costume. His Gaia blade shone unsheathed, glimmering in the fluorecent lights of the futuristic city. He felt sort of naked without that armor protecting him, but felt strangely stronger for it.

Although the former emotion was probably better placed.

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R-votes to Laguna and Yoshi.

Edited by: Kyo at: 6/6/02 5:09:43 pm
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