Exeter |
Posted: 04-22-2003 , 06:35
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Rock You
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'kay,
writing a follow-up to Lantis and ShinkuuR's posts.
One
comment...Sol really is more the silent type than an uber-1337
pimpin' asshole. But oh well.
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Bowling
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 06:39
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The 24 Edit Team Av
 Registered: Feb 2001 Location: Harker Heights, TX,
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quote:
Originally posted by The Damned The first two people
rescue King to get an R-Vote.
Hulk Smash! Hulk save King.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 06:42
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K' -- KOF
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quote:
Originally posted by Bowling Pin
Hulk Smash!
Hulk save King.
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DarkBlade77 |
Posted: 04-22-2003 , 06:50
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Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser
 Registered: May 2001 Location: Secret Boss Stage
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Round
extended by an hour yet again. -.-
Voting ends 9:30 PM, round
ends 10:00 PM CST.
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Daisuke7777 |
Posted: 04-22-2003 , 06:51
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K' -- KOF
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Ara? Oro? Eh?
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Just
doing several voting thingamabobs
A-votes to:
Lord
Daisetsu
Lord Jun
R-votes to:
Lord
Kalten
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Status:
Parry Stance
currently activated. Lord Kalten
2 A-Votes 3
R-Votes 1 Unused Ability
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Dry31
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:02
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Judge/Jury/Executioner
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"I
would salute your health, Gear, but I doubt it would do either of us
any good."
Such brazen words...no guilt whatsoever for the
sins he has done. He takes, and takes, and takes from others,
stealing their lives as though he were savoring wine! Such a
creature...cannot be considered human.
"Shang Tsung. What
was begun in that bloodstained arena shall be finished today! I will
not let your desecration of the dead continue!"
Testament
spins his scythe in his hand to accentuate his point. Shang's
expression is a strange combonation of a grimace and a
sneer.
"Perhaps you shall. Or perhaps you will be the one to
fall today. I deem that possibility the more likely of the
two!"
With that, Shang springs to the side, hurling a
fireball at Testament. Testament raises his scythe, deflecting the
fireball with his scythe pole. Tsung, however, has already found
cover, and is busily hurling more fireballs at the scythe wielding
maniac. Before Testament can counter, two fireballs slam into him,
sending him hurtling over the bar. He lands with a crash; judging by
the sound, he took down several bottles of sake with him. For a few
moments, nothing happens...Tsung, thinking that perhaps his opponent
was wounded, begins to cautiously move, trying to get a clean line
of sight so he can finish the Gear off. But then, the Gear comes
vaulting over the bar, a bottle of sake in hand. Tsung vaults for
cover, hurling another fireball...but Testament had anticipated
this. Even as he was coming over the bar, he was letting his rather
unorthodox attack fly, hurling the bottle of sake. Shang's fireball
intersects its flight path perfectly, resulting in a resounding
explosion. Shang staggers, momentarily blinded by the bright light
and heat...that's all the time Testament needs. Before Tsung is able
to recover, Testament has vaulted forward once again, his boot
meeting the sorceror's face. Tsung staggers, off balanced...again,
Testament capitalizes, rushing forward gathering his will. Bloody
crimson hands shoot up out of the ground beneath Tsung, lifting him
up and hurling him back...right through the bar's window. Tsung hits
the ground hard, but pulls himself to his feet, stepping back and
drawing his straight sword. Testament lightly steps through the
shattered window and readies his scythe again...
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:05
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Rock You
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~Good
Company~ Sol Badguy--Album 3, Track 2
Folding his arms,
Sol regarded Rydia with an incredulous stare as the young summoner
waited for a response to her question, wishing he still had his
cigarette, as the other man, Setsuna, gripped his sword hilt almost
eagerly as he glanced back and forth between the
two.
Geh...why can't these people just leave me the hell
alone?
Aloud, he said, "You know, Daisetsu asked me the
same damn thing. You know what I told him?"
The girl shook
her head.
"I told him to go fuck himself."
Gasping a
little, the girl put a hand to her mouth and looked a bit upset,
prompting Sol to add, a touch hurriedly, "Why would you want to know
why I fight, anyway? You don't even know me."
"No, but...I
can tell that you've endured conflict during your life. You and I
are alike in that regard, and I...was hoping for your honest reason.
So I could..."
Sol chuckled. "Lady, I'll tell you now, the
last thing in the world you want to do is compare yourself to me.
You haven't the faintest idea what I've been through."
Rydia
lowered her head, and replied, a touch disappointedly, "N...no, I
suppose not."
...damn.
"But if it'll put you at
ease," the bounty hunter said quietly, "I fight because if I have
to. Nothing more or less than that. Because if I don't, who
will?"
Kiske will.
Grimacing a little, Sol
grudgingly admitted to himself that the boy had come a long way
since the days of the Knighthood. He still had a weird damn outlook
on some things, but if he got the job done, who cared what his
reasons were?
"Can your justice trample
on peace?" Sol had asked him once, not so very long ago.
He'd meant it, too...that was one of the choices Ky would have to
make, if he continued down the path he'd been on ever since Sol had
slain Justice.
Rydia, meanwhile, had nodded her understanding
of the former knight's reasoning, and Setsuna had taken to watching
the trees.
"There may be more of those ninja any moment now,"
the swordsman muttered, half to himself, as he turned to Sol. "I
don't know about you," he sneered, "but I don't want to be caught
off-guard while having a pointless conversation when I could
be rending my enemies to bits before they had the chance to
attack."
Sol snorted. "And you, I suppose you fight to prove
you're a badass or somesuch?"
"Isn't that what you
do?"
"Shut the hell up and start moving." Turning to Rydia,
he added reluctantly, "You're free to, uh, come along if you want.
Just don't claw me up again, eh?"
Nodding eagerly, the girl
smiled. "Of course. Thank you, Sol."
Grunting in response,
Sol led the three further into the
forest.
*********
A-votes to Kalten, Dorrin and Jun.
Hey, everyone else is. 
Edit: Over to Lantis, I suppose. Try not to make
Sol such a dick this time, eh? 
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:07
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Weeeell... At least the scenery
is different. I'm still with these weird people,
though."
"Hey, you're the kid I met earlier.
Kite...right?"
Kite looked out from the corner of his eye and
noticed the three eyed woman he'd met earlier. "Oh, hey, Miss Opera.
You're still here too?"
"Yep. Not that I like staying around
macho heads and pimp elves; I just don't think we have much say in
the matter..." her voice trailed off as she looked ahead. Without
flinching, she lifted her energy rifle and pointed it in Kite's
general direction.
Kite's eyes widened and he raised his
hands. "Wait a minute! What do you think you're
doing?"
"Don't move."
She pulled the trigger sending a
blast meer centimeters from Kite's head and towards a tree. After
the shot fired, Kite looked around to see a shadowy figure in the
distance. It staggered a bit and fell. As it hit, several dark
figures leaped out of high branches in trees and landed in front of
the two.
"Don't just stand there, kid! Grab your daggers."
Opera shouted.
Kite drew his knives and retreated back a few
steps. He'd been waiting for a chance to test Kite's limits. Now was
as good a time as ever.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:34
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Jellomancer
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Elmdor
had departed, leaving Amethyst to his thoughts. The mage sat,
obscured by clouds of steam.
Marquis... You ask me to
battle Zalera, and this I can do... But what of you? You, dead twice
over, who by rights...
Should be dust. His mind flicked
back to the Tarot cards. The Fool... The man out of control...
Warned, but not listening... Was that you, or is it still? Do you
still ignore the clear warnings of those around you? Or those of
your own mind?
He rose, and stepped back out of the
sauna. He thought for a minute, and snapped his fingers three times.
Almost too fast to discern the time between, the towel disappeared,
and his robes materialized around him. Another finger snap flung the
ends of his hair out from his head, arcane forces untangling it and
settling it into his normal hairstyle.
Grooming magic
isn't taught normally, Amethyst chuckled silently, but
everyone seems to know it.
Sighing, he turned and headed
towards the central island. Something's happening soon. I should
be there to protect people. Or at least
watch.
---
Blah, braindead and short on time. I'm
currently on kind of a rotating schedule with my parents fdor the
computer. If anyone wants to interact with Amethyst, don't expect
any reply for an hour or so.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:34
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Hyperion's servant
 Registered: Oct 2002 Location: Where you are
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quote:
Originally posted by Bowling Pin Hulk Smash! Hulk
save King.
Nice try.
Time extended to 7:15 P.M. since Kyo has
decided to extend the round. Remember the penalty.
If the good
die young, then I'm effectively immortal.
Hyperion: "Stop the
asteriod, Magneto. Stop the asteriod, or I'll implode your
head."
Hyperion: "Give up this garbage and face the
inevitable, Magneto. You cannot defeat
me." Magneto: "Everyone has an Achilles
heel!" Hyperion: "Only Achilles had an Achilles heel.
I cannot be stopped."
Opposite attract only because
men are sluts and women are whores. Thus the equation balances out.
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Just Some
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:37
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Superhero Sellout
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: a place where you are
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The
pirates whisk in and distract the ninjas. King is
saved.
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Slipstream |
Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:44
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Maester of Monsters
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Graveyard Within My
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Yuri Hyuga I -
Better Late Than Never
When
Yuri was a child, still living on the quiet Russian farm that was
his home for the first nine years of his life, nothing had given him
greater joy than to listen to his father's tales of his homeland's
past. It was like a wholly different world from his one, so far
removed from his own experiences that he could have easily have been
listening to faerie tales and he wouldn't have known the
difference.
Nor would he have cared. It was rare enough that
his father was at home, having to work away for so much time just to
support their family, that every moment was treasured. The young
Yuri had listened in glee, clutching at the replica fox-faced mask
his father had brought back one day, as the boy heard of swords and
samurai, of kimonos and kenjutsu, artists and assassins, all the
stories of an era past.
It was nothing like the Japan that
existed in his time, a nation taking in the modernisation of the
foreign powers and changing their entire culture just to grow and
become more powerful. Making war unto others in the need to expand
their empire, to increase the lacking resources of an island nation
and grow stronger than any western nation.
And as Yuri
walked through Mithri'ken, the sights and sounds of the feudal
village all around him, it was like stepping back into his
long-abandoned childhood. His grin was wild as he raced through the
streets like a idiot on a sugar buzz, taking in all that he could as
he lived out his childhood. Chipp probably would have
approved.
Yuri didn't spend long in the temple district -
religion had never been his thing, and he couldn't rightly claim to
know one god from another apart from the gold fatass sitting
cross-legged in a few shrines. He spend even less time in the area
where the richer members of society lived, their houses elegant and
proud - they were nice to look at, sure, but the lower city was more
his level and offered much more variety.
He did stop long
enough to break into a storeroom and claim some gold for himself,
however. He'd never claimed to be a saint.
After that,
pockets lined with a scattering of good yellow gold, Yuri made his
way back to the marketplace he'd arrived in now that he was actually
capable of buying stuff. A more observant man might have noticed the
silent figures trailing him, who had been ever since he's punched a
hole, but subtlety and awareness wasn't exactly his strong point. On
returning to the market he immediately moved over to one of the
closest tables, diving at the goods its offered.
"Errr..."
the weaponsmaster on one of the streets asked, catching the wild
gleam in the Russian's eyes as his hands lifted several bright
objects from one table, "are you sure you know what you're doing
with those things?"
"Weeeeell... no, not really," he replied
casually, running a bladed shuriken in his metal-lined fist, "but
I'm a fast learner. Hey, pops, anywhere I can try these things out?"
The man thumbed over his shoulder, gathering up the
Russian's gold from the scarred table, and Yuri looked behind him to
a shaded alley with several stray targets set upon wooden poles.
Sauntering past the man with a put-on swagger and still failing to
notice the figures watching him from a distance, he grasped three of
the kunai between the knuckles of his right hand and dropped the
rest of the weapons into his coat. He balanced, lined up his eye
with the centre of the target, threw his arm forward with a flick of
his wrist -
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
In his childhood
stories, his father had also mentioned ninjas; silent assassins of
the night, always clothed in darkness, able to cause death from
great distance with their throwing weapons. Although Yuri had
preferred the brighter stories of open bravery, of standing up in a
fight rather than attacking from the shadows, some things stay with
a boy for a long time.
Unfortunately, his father had failed
to mention how bloody hard it was to throw the things
straight.
"Ah, hells already!" Yuri swore as all three kunai
missed completely; one hit the floor, one the wall past the targets
and one shot straight into the air. Yuri watched it fly, staring in
shock at it as it rose and fell, then realised its path and threw
himself to one side as the arrow-dagger passed through his space and
slammed into the floor.
"Uh-huh, fast learner, boy," the
voice of the stall-owner commented behind him; Yuri turned to see
the older man with another throwing weapon in his hand, and the
Russian was fairly sure that his aim wasn't going to be anywhere
near as bad. "But how about you go 'learn' somewhere else, somewhere
quiet on your ownsome, in case you get anyone killed before you do
yourself in?"
"Yeesh, alright, alright," the Harmonixer
complained, collecting the scattered weapons from the alley and
stowing them in his coat and walking away from the stall with the
man's eyes still on him. If he was going to try learning to use
these things properly, maybe he'd best go into the forest, somewhere
where he wasn't likely to kill anything by accident.
He
didn't see the figures trailing him drop to the ground, move over to
the trader, speaking into his ear and recovering the gold that had
been left behind in payment.
---
"Hmmm..." one of the
ninja murmured to his comrades, "that's another of the newcomers
taking an interest in Master Genbu's possessions. There might be
more out there trying to destroy our nation that you
realise."
"So what do you suggest? Capture him like we did
the girl?" another replied, running a finger over a long blackened
blade. "He hasn't destroyed anything - yet - but his theft is
unforgivable. It's not enough just to reclaim the money."
The
first man hissed through his teeth, considering the options.
Certainly they could attack from here - the idiot didn't look like
he'd notice the attack until it hit him - but that might bring
unwarranted attention to them.
"They are guests of the Lady
Jun, it would seem - acting irrationally against all of them
wouldn't be that wise. Let's just follow this one, for now - we deal
with whatever comes next as it happens."
Nodding in
agreement, the group moved back out of notice, following the
brown-coated man as he walked out of the city and into the island
forest in the distance.
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Wanna go to King's rescue,
Bowling Pin? I'm stuck for something to do. R-Vote headed your way,
anyway, I like how you're doing the entire multiple personality
thing.
Yuri has picked up a number of kunai and shurikens
which he keeps in his trenchcoat. He's also a piss-poor shot. 
EDIT: Uh, guess we're not going to her rescue,
then. Ah, well, keep the R-Vote anyways. 
People like
you. People who plan out every little detail of their
lives.
You could never understand me.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:46
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Tetragene
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Figures. I finally find a friendly, familiar face,
and these weirdos show up to ruin things! Well, I won't make it easy
on them, that's for sure....
"You guys picked the wrong
people to mess with," Opera muttered as she made an adjustment to
her energy rifle. "I'd offer to let you live if you walk away and
leave us alone, but I'm feeling ready for a fight right now. So
sorry...." She smirked and aimed the Kaliedoscope at the nearest
ninja. "Photon Prison!" She fired, and an emerald beam streamed
forth and tangled itself around the ninja's black-clad body,
freezing him in place, temporarily. Seeing an opportunity, Kite
dashed forward and swung his daggers in several skillful, rapid
strokes, making short work of the ninja.
"Good work, Kite!"
Opera called, and he grinned. But his amusement didn't last long, as
another ninja advanced towards him. Dodging an attack, he charged at
one of the others, and made short work of it too.
"You
cannot win against ninja," another one hissed at Opera, swinging his
swords menacingly. Opera jumped backwards just in time to avoid a
potentially fatal strike, and fired her rifle at him. He nimbly
avoided it, though, and chuckled harshly. "You are a fool to even
try!"
"That's where you're wrong, buddy, I don't NEED to
try!" Opera retorted. She flicked a switch on the Kaliedoscope.
"Like I said...." She pulled the trigger, and five enormous orbs of
energy shot out. "You picked the wrong people to mess with." She
smirked as the ninja ran frantically around for several seconds,
trying to dodge the homing attack Opera had named Alpha-on-One, only
to fail miserably.
"I've said it before, I'll say it
again....don't mess with a woman who has a homing attack." Opera
grinned smugly at the remaining ninjas, whom Kite had his hands full
with. "Any of you want to try your luck? I promise it won't take
long." She aimed the Kaliedoscope at them, her finger on the
trigger.
"...."
"...."
"....ano...."
"....kuso...."
The
next sound was of several ninja not-so-stealthily turning and
running away, their proverbial tails between their
legs.
"....phew." Kite relaxed his stance, letting out a sigh
of relief. "Nice, Opera."
"Thanks, kid." Opera grinned.
"Those ninja may think they're tough and all, but pit them against
someone who uses a homing attack....little pansies." She
cackled.
"Eh, they're not so great," Kite replied, grinning
back at her. "Pirates are better."
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K' -- KOF
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Quick
Post:
R-Vote to:
Vincent -- (DAMN IT, KELL, I LIKE
VINCENT TOO .. uhh just not in the way you do.. He's just the aura
of all coolness )
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 07:51
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El Bruje Sale
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: The realm between the
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In which Shang
Tsung combats Testament, with the aid of ninja...
Shang
Tsung brushed off the dirt from his clothes. "You are persistant,
Gear. That, at least, I must give to you." The sorcerer's voice grew
more mocking. "If I didn't know better, I would say that you had
some sort of vendetta against me."
The Gear's face was set in
his soulless smile, his scythe moving from side to side in
anticipation. The sorcerer's face also got more serious, and he
pulled out his scythe.
"I will let you know this, Gear. The
souls I have garnered from the Arena have boosted my power far
beyond what you faced. That, and this teleportation was actually
done with a degree of professionalism. So... are you
ready?"
The Gear advanced, and launched in his
now-predictable scythe swing. It hit Shang Tsung's Straight Sword,
and the two blades intersected.
So, Shang Tsung took the
opportunity to jump into the air, stomping down. However, the Gear
was fast enough to dodge out of the way, and he moved his hand.
Surreptiously, but Shang Tsung saw the movement.
"I hardly
think so. Do you think that I have learned nothing from our battles
together?" Instead of attacking, Shang Tsung flipped backwards, and
gathered two fireballs in his hands. He then flung them at
Testament, both arcing to intersect at his precise spot. As
expected, the Gear stepped forward, dodging the blow.
What
wasn't expected, however, was that Shang Tsung would dash forward,
attacking the Gear with a speed that even he wasn't expecting. Shang
Tsung had used a soul gathered from the Arena to augment his powers
even further, boosting his strength.
And Testament was sent
flying backwards, back into the resaurant. However, the sorcerer
knew that such a minor blow couldn't possibly stop Testament for any
length of time. So, he did the next best thing. He went to the
next-door dojo.
Three ninja looked up from their Go game.
"How may I help you?"
Shang Tsung hastily bowed. "I am being
chased. Man, black clothes, large scythe, raven. I want him dead.
Money is not an object."
The ninja sneered, and went
back to their game. "It will take a sweeter bet than money to entice
us, Kuge."
Shang Tsung snapped his finger, and Li Mei smashed
through the roof of the dojo. Its eyes glowed menacingly. "What is
more sweeter than life?"
The ninja looked at each other, then
bowed to Shang Tsung. "We agree to your turns, noble."
With
this, the ninja dashed out of the room, and Shang Tsung slowly
laughed. "Your soul shall be mine..."
Li Mei's skeleton
picked up the sorcerer, and jumped through the ceiling again. There,
from the safety of an unseen ledge, the sorcerer could watch the
battle unfold. And get a good soul or three from the bargain. After
all, he would need all that he could get.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 08:01
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The 24 Edit Team Av
 Registered: Feb 2001 Location: Harker Heights, TX,
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Cue
song: Xenogears - Tams The Man of the Sea
Bruce gazed at the
sky, while the sun's harmful UV rays were blocked by the dense
treetops.
The world in my mind...
Don't tell me that you're brooding over this insane
mentalism!
Well, it's Hindu. Sort of like Yoga. I
guess immaterialism is something I subscribed to without
knowing.
That again, huh? ... What a
fucking joke. The only thing that exists is conscious thought? How's
about I punch that sumbitch in his fucking balls, he'll feel my
conscious thought alright!
The fading sunset was
obscured by a gloved hand.
"Nice day? Die in hell! Fuck
youuuuu!!!" hollered fifteen hidden-to-the-normal-eye Chuunin ninja.
With a great passion in their eyes, the cried to the earth. "You're
a flaming devil!"
"The hell?!" Bruce put his fists up...
"...screw it." He tapped into Savage Hulk; in a split second's
flash, the green behemoth appeared. "AHHH!!! You want to kill us?!"
Hulk growled, and mauled through a few of the slower Chuunin with
massive fierce punches and crouching short kicks, and chucked their
unconscious bodies aside.
"Ah, fuck! Attack inner! Get him!"
Twelve remaining Chuunin dashed in a circle around the Hulk, in an
attempt to confuse him; however, Hulk stuck his giant head out, and
knocked them all down.
What the hell are they
saying?!
Hold it. I'm fluent in
SNKglish. ... They said they wanna kill you for beating their
younger brothers' asses
earlier.
Oh.
"AHHH!!! Let see with his
blood! Now, shine! YAAAHHH!!!" With four left fighting, Hulk
chuckled at their relatively weak attacks; a constant barrage of
knife stabbings, sword slashes, and chokeholds had absolutely no
effect on him.
"YOU SUCK!!!" Hulk grabbed the Chuunin on his
neck, and threw him at another one throwing annoying ninja stars.
Hulk grabbed the last two and leapt a good three hundred meters into
the forest treetops, and then fell back to the earth; the Chuunin in
his hands being slapped against the ground
meanwhile.
Ho-lee shit, that's some
nice ninja molestation!
Hulk took his giant hand,
and pointed at his head, and turned to no one in
particular.
"DON'T FUCK WITH THIS
FACE!!!"
Whoa, that's badass!!!
The gimp has some mad skillz in him!
Hulk
reverted back to Bruce as quickly as he transformed. With a new
smile on his face, Banner left the forest; full in his belly, and in
his spirit.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 08:03
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Road Warrior
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: In your fridge,
behind the mayo
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It
wasn’t hard for the ladies to find the Mithrik’en hot springs. As
was customary in Japan the men’s and women’s sections were divided
by a wall of bamboo. Vice and Mature got a couple of towels and
stepped into the dressing room. The duo quickly stripped out of
their clothes and wrapped the towels around their bodies.
“Ugh,” Mature commented as she tossed aside her hose.
“Wherever we go next had better have a laundry place. My clothes are
starting to stink of sweat and blood.”
Vice reached over to
Mature’s clothes and picked up the blouse. She held it up to her
nose and inhaled deeply. “Mmm,” she said. “Blood and sweat.
Yum.”
Mature sighed and reached into Vice’s pile of clothing.
She pulled out the brunette’s panties and threw them at her. “Grow
up,” she said.
For a second there was an angry glow in Vice’s
eyes. Then she picked up the underpants and walked towards Mature.
She handed the garment back to the blonde and smiled. “Keep them,”
she said before continuing on the way out to the spring. Mature gave
a hearty laugh, tossed the panties back onto Vice’s clothing pile,
and moved to join her friend.
They soon passed out of the
changing room and found themselves at the spring itself. The water
was contained in a natural rock pool, although the rock had been
smoothed to provide safe footing and comfortable seats. At the far
end of the spring were four young women, a blonde teen, a
dark-haired teen, a white-haired and tan-skinned young woman, and a
pale young woman with blue hair. As the two assassins approached the
pool the blonde girl looked over and waved, then went back to
talking with her friends. Vice and Mature shrugged, slipped off
their towels, and slid into the water.
“Mmm…” Vice moaned as
the hot water enveloped her. “Now this is
wonderful.”
“Absolutely,” Mature agreed as she submerged
herself up to the neck. “I could definitely retire here.”
At
the other end of the spring there was the sudden sound of splashing
and giggling. Vice and Mature did their best to ignore
it.
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Still nothing here to see
Registered: Dec
2001 Location: Wouldn't you like to know
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Yuffie
blinks. She looks around and finds herself again in a different
place. One that seems more familiar to her.
"What the--!?
Wutai!?"
No, she decided. A quick look shows that this isn't
her homeland. The buildings may look similar, but the geography s
different. Whereas Wutai is of some distance from the ocean, this
place is divided and surrounded by water.
"This is getting
weird," Yuffie mutters. She tries to figure out What's going on, but
reached the conclusion that she won't find out just BY standing
here, so she decided to take a look around.
Yuffie jogs
across the bridges heading towards the main island, taking in the
sights around her. While this place resembles Wutai, it certainly is
different. For one thing, it's a lot livelier. There's a lot more
shops in this place selling all sorts of things. There's no materia
to be found though. Yuffie also notes that there are ninjas
everywhere.
This place must be ninja village, thought
Yuffie. She goes past some stalls into a more crowded street.
Suddenly, she feels a hand on her shoulder. Yuffie turns
around to look up to a VERY large woman. The woman is looking at her
with a wide-eyed expression on her face.
"Hey!
What--"
"SAKURA! It is you! Come and give your Aunt Chiki a
hug!" Before Yuffie could react, the women wraps her thick arms arms
around her and lifts her up in a crushing hug.
"YOW! Let go
of me!" Yuffie struggles to get free. She tries to reach for her
shuriken but finds her arms pinned to her side. Her legs dangles
some distance from the ground so she couldn't get any
footing.
"It's been so long! I haven't seen you in years! Oh,
I've got to bring you to your uncle and cousins. They must miss you
so much..." The woman chatters excitedly as she runs with Yuffie
under an arm.
"No!! Stop! I'm not Sakura! Let go!
Somebody...HELP!!" Yuffie yells and kicks helplessly as she was
borne away by the misguided woman.
--- Yuffie was
mistaken for a niece and kidnapped by the overly affectionate AUNT
CHIKI.
Vote Dump: A-Vote to Kalten A-Vote to
Dorrin
R-Vote to Jun R-Vote to Vincent
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Basic Lurker
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Great Teacher
Naruto!
"Well,
I'm glad you like it, I guess." Jason stated, though inwardly
thinking, "No good can come from the Love
Materia!"
"Thanks for the Element and all, but I gotta be
going." Mint informed the young man. "I've got a destined meeting
with a certain samurai bish...." Red flushed her cheeks slightly as
she sidestepped Jason, and ran off in direction she was heading in
before.
"Bye Mint!" Jason called out. A few seconds passed as
Jason watched her run out of view. It wasn't until a few seconds
after she was gone did he turn to Vader. "Did I just forget to aske
her about getting some Elements and
Focii?"
"Yup."
"Crap!" Jason cursed. "Well, let's get
back to our search for-"
"What do you mean my tab's
due!"
"Huh?" Jason thought. Over at the nearest
island, he spotted a young boy clad in orange arguing with a noodle
shop owner. "Is that...."
"I mean just that, Naruto." The
shop owner proclaimed. "You've racked up a seventy gold coin debt
from eating nothing but Ramen. You've had most of the month to pay
what you owe, but you've just let it keep building up! Now, you can
either pay, or stop eating here!"
"That's a buncha crap!" The
boy identified as Naruto proclaimed, Gnashing his teeth at the
noodle cook. "Didn't my dojo give me an expense accout
here?!"
"You ran that out the month before."
"WHAT?!
AWWWWW~!"
"What's going on here?" Jason asked, deciding to
enter the conversation. "Anyway I can help?"
"Don't bother."
The shop owner replied. "This kid's nothing but trouble. Unless of
course you've got seventy gold burnin' in your
pocket."
"Well..." Jason started. "I don't really have much
gold, but mind trading somethingof value?" With that, he pulled out
his axe, the Atom Splitter, and placed it on the table. The shop
keeper picked the weapon up, and examined it closely.
"Hmmmm!
Good quality!" The shop owner proclaimed. "Not much on design, but
it's very very sharp. And I don't even know what type of metal it
is. It's a strong type though!"
"So, we're in agreement?"
Jason asked.
"Yes, yes." the man replied. "In exchange for
the axe, I'll clear Naruto's tab, and fix both of you some Ramen
right now!"
"Awright!" The boy shouted. ----- "This
Definately isn't Honokagakure Village, And I'm almost positive this
isn't the world the the Manga I read was derived from. " Jason
thought, sliding what was left over in his bowl of ramen overr to
Naruto, who accepted them happily. "But this is definatley the
same Naruto from the comics I've read. I guess... even completely
different worlds can still have alternates versions of
people."
"Hey... Jason right?" Naruto mumbled between
mouthfuls of ramen. "Just why'd you decide to help me out? You want
somethin' from me?"
"Nah, you just sorta reminded me of
someone." Jason answered. "Though now that you mention it, do you
know any jutsus from these parts?"
"You bet!" The boy
proclaimed. "I have one of the best genjutsu techniques in
town!"
"Really..." Jason replied, fighting a snicker. If the
manga was any indication, he knew exactly what this technique was.
"Well, if you don't mind, once we're done here, do you mind teaching
me this technique? I'm trying to learn a few things about the
fighting styles here."
"You got it
mister!" --------------------------------- Later... -------------------------------- "Okay!
Those are the basic principles of the technique! You got it?" Naruto
asked his 'pupil'. The two had retreated to the forest
area
"Yeah...I hope...." Jason answered. "This stuff's a
lot easier to understand when you're just reading about
it..."
"I've already shown you the general technique, now
you try it!"
"Alright...." The alchemist followed each step
shown to him, from hand position, to focusing on his own chakra.
"And...... CHANGE!" Light and smoke erupted around Jason, Bending
the way his form was veiwed to a new sight completely different.
When Jason was finished.....
*ON~NG!*
He looked like
something out of a Picasso painting.
"No, no, NO!" Naruto
growled. "You're not showing any form of control! Let met show you
again how it's
done...."
--------------------------------- Much
later... --------------------------------
"Again! Work on
your illusion's curves!"
"Change!" Jason yelled. Same light
and smoke, same onng noise when Jason was finished, slightly
improved form. However....
"And what is THAT supposed to
be?!" Naruto asked, digusted at Jason's new illusion. "It's as big
as a hippo! 'Bout as ugly as one too! AGAIN! Think
thin!"
--------------------------------- Later
still... --------------------------------
"Change!" Jason
choked, his entire body was wracked with exhaustion. Focusing
everything he had left, the Alchemist set his mind onone image in
his mind.
*ON~NG!*
"...Perfect!" Naruto cheered,
admiring his student's handiwork. Jason smiled, and dispelled the
illusion immediatly, falling to his knees. "Not bad, considering
you've never worked with your own Chakra
before."
"Thank's..." He said weakly.
"Well, I guess
that covers the lesson. And since it's almost dusk. We'll stop now.
Just remember. With a little work, you can pull of the
advanced version of that technique!"
"Right, right..."
Jason panted. But Naruto was already gone. "i guess I'll just take a
little nap..."
"Uh, Jason. Shouldn't we explore town a little
more?" Vader asked, but his master was already
asleep. ___________________________________________
Jason
has learned a Mysterious Genjutsu Technique From the boy
ninja Naruto. Those familiar with the Naruto Story know exactly what
this technique is, just don't spoil it yet, please. 
Whee! Back to funniness!
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Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser
 Registered: May 2001 Location: Secret Boss Stage
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Mal'Ganis smiled as Jun put on the emerald-esque
necklace, her hands trembling with emotion. With any luck, his Charm
whould take a effect within a few minutes or so, and whatever
emotion the young ninja expert held towards him would double in
intensity.
He already noted that his hostess' blush had
deepened in color, and that her heartbeat had risen by a few
notches--a demon can sense small details like this with unchallenged
alacrity, for more reasons than one. At his question, however, he
saw her eyelids droop a bit, falling until h to half-lidded, and a
small smile that was very different from the last one appeared on
her rosy cheeks.
"I think... I would bring you to someplace
special."
Mal'Ganis smiled--My, she felt this amorous
towards me prior to my spell? How peculiar... no woman has ever
taken a direct fancy to me, but with her I may have needed not the
Charm in the first place.--and flourished with a
bow.
"Lead the way, my Lady." Thus soon, either your heart
or your soul will be mine.
A long walk filled with
engaging conversation later, the two arrived at a small, secluded
grove on the outskirts of the ocean--the furthermost island.
Mal'Ganis noted that the bridge was sealed in illusion after
illusion--it would take either a very powerful mage to notice that
the island was connected, if he had not been shown the way. The
grove itself was enshrouded in heavy vegatation, almost completely
dark and damp as he and Jun moved through the underbrush. Idly, he
noted that Jun seemed to be untouched by all the wet branches and
foilage that she moved around, for her kimono was
spotless.
The two reached the center of the grove. A single
ray of light illuminated what lay here--a quiet spring of water,
which pooled out for about a yard and a half or so. The depth seemed
to be something around five and a half feet near the center, and
about four feet at its shallowest. He looked to Jun, who still
carried the same smile. A hot spring? I cannot say that I am
adverse to it...
"I come here to relax." Jun sat at the
edge near the water, removing her sandals and letting her feet soak
in the spring water. "Not even my father knows of this island...
Feel free to enjoy the water. I entreat you." While the last
statement was made with a tone of mock-authority, Mal'Ganis
laughed.
"My lady, I would entreat you but to look away but
for a moment or so."
She obeyed, turning her head and her
eyes somewhere into the grove. When she heard Mal'Ganis clear his
throat again, she returned her gaze to see him in the water, his
robes lying in a neat folded pile at the side. Her eyes looked over
his body--although his skin color all over was the same gaunt white
of his cheeks, the demon was well-built for combat, as she could
tell from the toned muscles and powerful frame he possessed. He
blinked, as he sat in the water.
"Do springs change
temperature like this one? It's changed from cold to
warm."
Jun smiled. "This one does." She moved to a darker
corner of the grove, where the light was so absent that he could not
discern where she was.
"I'd like for you to turn your back to
me now..."
He chuckled, and did as she requested. He closed
his eyes, for a moment enjoying the swirling of change--heat and
cold, interplaying themselves upon the submerged portion of his
body. After some thought, he deduced that this place was actually
two springs, both feeding into the same spot.
Then, he felt
rather than saw two arms encircle his waist, and the the soft, wet
feeling of Jun's nakedness pressed upon the back of his
body.
"...You can turn around now, Mal'Ganis." Her voice
throbbed with an emotion he could not discern.
As he slowly
turned, Jun slowly moved across his body in tandem so that the two
faced each other, Jun's busom pressed against his own chest with her
hands placed on the back of his waist. Of course, he was not a
stranger to this activity--he had reveled in it for many years as a
young demon. But it was different, being with this woman like this,
somehow. Perhaps it was the look in her eyes that made everything
change--it was a look that had never been given to him, and for some
inexplicable reason paralyzed his train of thought. Her right arm
moved up to his cheek, her small hand holding it gently as she
leaned her head to his ear, and whispered.
"...Do you want it
from me? My...soul?"
If at any time he had been stunned
during this exchange, Mal'Ganis was beyond that emotion now.
Subtlety and intrigue failed him, and he could not understand how
this mortal had second-guessed his intentions...
"I know. I
knew. It was drilled into my mind from birth. The oni are
soul-stealers, and whatever you can feel from them is folly, for
they care not."
Then... why? Why did you bring me here?
Why were you agressive? He could not ask it.
Her eyes
closed, and her body rocked with his. "I never paid that any heed...
until I met you, Mal'Ganis. Like the demons of lore, you captured my
attention, my affection... I felt myself growing more and more fond
of you with every encounter, until I knew that if this continued, I
would not be able to resist your whims." Her smile deepened from
where it was. "You are close to that, even now. If I bore my soul
unto your hand right now, it would be willingly..."
Out of
her own will? What mortal is such a fool as to desire that with
knowledge beforehand?
She answered. "A foolish mortal in
love, my oni."
And if he had been stunned mere moments
ago, it did not compare to the shock he felt now.
She
continued to whisper in his ear. "That's right... It is foolish,
isn't it? Young girls' hearts like mine are so impressionable, and
you were so sweet to me... even now, you're listening to what I say.
No man would do that, you realize?"
"...But," she continued,
"this love is one-sided, is it not?"
Mal'Ganis felt something
inside him protest, and that felt even less familiar to him than
this situation.
"Yes," she murmured, letting her hands caress
his back, "This isn't a love that can be. When would a demon care
for a mortal?"
Never, he admitted. He knew she could
hear thoughts that he formed, if they were directly enough. There
had to be a reason why this was happening. Ah--yes, the Charm,
augmenting her affection for him so that it was double. That's
right, he'd planned something to this effect, but not so soon, and
not with his own lack of control...
He then realized that he
did not desire to strike her down, and take her soul like he
had originally planned. Even in this tender moment, where she was at
her weakest. And then he realized that Jun was baring her soul to
him right now.
"You see?" She was quivering, shaking with
unseen sobs as they racked her body. "This foolish girl... falling
for a block of ice."
He could not describe how he felt as she
rose out of the water, retriving her kimono as she did so. Like
before, he had no words for emotions he had never felt
before.
Within a flash, the kimono was gone--and she stood
before him in ninja attire again, the blush gone, but her eyes still
soft. "Mal'Ganis... today you have proved to me today that even
demons are not wholly evil. Not for the presents, nor for the
flattering turns of phrase... but because you listened. And because
you did not take my soul when I offered it to you--although, in that
moment, I would have not minded that much." The smile was still
there. "From today onward, you have my thanks, and my assistance
should battle prove dangerous for you alone."
This girl is
a fool... but I feel twice the fool, for falling into her
trap.
"I have hope for you. How will you hold it, my
oni? The hope of a silly young girl?" Her eyes finally harded
again, moving back under her mental defenses. "Perhaps if you can
learn to love, we will meet again, under the same
circumstances..."
She was gone. And for a soulless demon,
Mal'Ganis felt exceedingly
empty.
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Within the inner sanctum,
Daisetsu sat crosslegged across from another figure, enshrowded in
shadow.
"They're here, then."
"Yes, Hokage. What did
you have in mind?"
"I'm going to test their might... simple
as that. It's the ninja way."
"...Against you."
"You
are correct."
"Very well then."
The figure stood from
his sitting position, and Daisetsu soon followed. "What is this lack
of fear I sense in you? You do not fear for their
safety?"
"From what I've seen of them... Faith is the only
thing I should fear lacking."
"I see! This should be
interesting then..."
Several minutes later, a red flare arose
from the central isle, from where all candidates could see.
A
half-minute later, the invading force of pirates suddenly and
abruptly died of unknown causes.
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All
Sponsors have been summoned to the central island. Followup post
coming soon.
San_Draco(Shang Tsung) has won the minigame! He
recieves +10 EXP and an R-Vote for his efforts.
For being a
good sport(and assisting Draco's win), Wayne(Mal'Ganis) recieves +5
EXP. He also recieves 2 R-Votes from his interaction with
Jun.
Other interaction benefits coming with next
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Scarlet Rain Silence
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Hisame Shizumaru - 3:2
"Nadeshiko-san!"
yelled out the rough voice of Haohmaru to one of the woman gathered
in the room behind him - low-ceilinged, with all sorts of hustle and
bustle coming from within. "What's all that racket, ne? Or should I
be asking? Heaven knows what all of you women are doing in there
together..." he laughed and winked at the woman who had just stuck
her head out the door - she was growling at him.
"We're doing
nothing of your concern, Haohmaru-san," she pulled down an eyelid
and stuck out her tongue. "In any case, you shouldn't be saying such
things around the little one, hm? You obviously don't have a clue
what you're doing as a sensei, and he's your ward! You should watch
your tongue better!" Nadeshiko clicked her tongue disapprovingly.
"Ahh, he'll be fine. Haven't let him stuck by me for five
years for nothin', you know," Haohmaru stretched out his arms and
casually fell on his back against the wooden porch he was sitting
on. "Give him a few years and he'll be as dirty as Nicotine-san,
I'll guarantee," he winked.
"As dirty as Nicotine-san?!
Honestly, Haohmaru-san, don't make me laugh!" Nadeshiko chuckled.
"If there's a soul in this world as perverted as his, I'll confess
my own to you forever, and I swear to that!"
"...
Shizumaru-kun, you've really got some serious training ahead of you
now," Haohmaru chuckled.
"Nee?" A young boy, maybe only a
year over ten, looked up with a confused look on his face.
"Haohmaru-sensei, what do you mean...? Wakari ja nai..." He frowned,
and brushed a lock of blood-red hair out of his face.
"Haohmaru-sensei, oughtn't I cut my hair sometime soon? It is
getting quite long..."
"Shizumaru-kun, you're talking to a
man with hair nearly as long as he is tall..." Haohmaru rolled his
eyes. "Of *course* you're not going to cut it. Just tie it back like
I do. I manage just fine with mine, you know," he winked. "You'll
like it better that way, trust me. Keeps it out of your face when
fighting so you can see your opponent."
Shizumaru blinked.
"If I'dve known that, Haohmaru-sensei, I would have kept my hair
tied back ages ago. May I have some cloth to tie it back with,
please, Nadeshiko-san?" He smiled up at the woman politely, and she
chuckled. "Whatever your training's been like, Haohmaru-san, you
still can't turn him over to your attitude, no matter what you
do."
"Ahh, someday I'll hammer it into him, just you wait!"
He roared with laughter once again, and Shizumaru cowered just a
bit. "You ever heard of the geisha's mizuage, Shizumaru-kun?" he
turned his head and looked the young boy in the eye - where
something mildly tugged at his chest. Shizumaru shook his head,
utterly confused by the term. "Haohmaru-sensei, doesn't that mean
'rising water'...?"
"Sou desu," Haohmaru nodded, "but that's
not what I'm talking about. See, a geisha's mizuage is the first
time she has - "
Haohmaru suddenly had a rather large bump on
his head, from a kick delivered by Nadeshiko. "Haohmaru-san!
Honestly, you have no shame!"
"Ahh, fine, fine," He sat up,
chuckling. "He wouldn'tve gotten it anyway - unless you'd be so kind
enough to act as my aid, Nadeshiko-san..." Haohmaru waggled his
eyebrows, and laughed again as Nadeshiko's foot went sailing into
his back. Fuming a bit, she was about to walk away - "Oro oro, I'm
only joking! Why don't you bring us some sake, then, and you can get
back to your little party, and I can explain it to him
thoroughly?"
"Sake?" Nadeshiko blinked. "But Shizumaru-kun's
so young! I don't think you should be serving him sake -
"
"He's not six, Nadeshiko-san," Haohmaru laughed. "Though I
have to admit, at times he confuses even me..."
Shizumaru
blushed profusely at that, and Haohmaru grinned broadly. "Amakuchi,
then. Sweet sake, just so we won't go overboard on it, ne? Come on,
Nadeshiko-san, it'll be fine... I'll make sure he doesn't have too
much, alright? You can trust meeee..."
"I don't even know
WHY I do now," she sighed, and came out with two glasses - one she
handed to Haohmaru, and the other one to Shizumaru. "Sparingly,
now," she shook a finger at the older man, and walked back into the
racket of noise from inside the room, sliding the door behind her,
which quieted the setting down tremendously.
Shizumaru
looked up at the sky - "Hotaru," he smiled, pointing to the
countless green lights of fireflies in the sky. Said sky was under
the effect of a brilliant, yet fading sunset of glorious orange and
red, and it reflected across the few clouds in the sky, making them
glow with a heavenly hue. Apart from the sunset, the rest of the sky
was falling into a dark black, and it was lit up by endless
stars...
"It is a beautiful night, isn't it,
Haohmaru-sensei?" Shizumaru smiled up at his teacher. "So
peaceful."
"Yeah," Haohmaru smiled - the first time Shizumaru
had seen him out of his rauckus state all night. The older man
laughed once at himself, and turned his head to Shizumaru, who was
once again, completely bewildered. "Doushite no, Haohmaru-sensei?"
he blinked, worried.
"It's nothing," the older man sighed.
"Though I suppose it's better you learn about it from me now then
later..."
"Nan desu ka? Haohmaru-sensei, if it is something I
have done wrong, gomen nasai - "
"Nothing you've done, kid,
don't worry about it," he sighed. "Hm... I wonder how to put
it..."
"Is it something you have done wrong, then,
Haohmaru-sensei?" Shizumaru frowned. "Wakari ja nai
dakara..."
"Well, if you look at it that way, I guess I
have," he laughed. "Ahh, I know. Y'see, er... well, women have these
sort of 'caves' in them... and you know how eels like caves, don't
you? If you don't, you *should*. Though, of course, I think you know
what I mean by 'eel', seeing as how all men have them..."
The memory of that night had suddenly come back in a
full rush, as Shizumaru sat on his knees beneath a sakura tree. The
setting was quite serene - sakura petals fluttering in the air
around him, tatami mat underneath his legs, and he happened to have
a small glass of amakuchi in his hand - just as it was
that night, he smiled faintly, and took a small sip. It tasted
slightly bitter, but mostly sweet...
He laughed silently at
the memory. Haohmaru-sensei, perhaps you would have had an easier
time explaining it to me if you had not tried to use an analogy...
Shizumaru had left the hot springs some time ago, and
was content enough to keep to himself, letting the breeze cool him
off from the steaming water. The only thing he hadn't bothered to
put back into place of his appearance after leaving, though, was his
hair - it was no longer tied back, and for the time being, rippled
gently in the wind.
"... Alma-san."
He looked behind
him, an eyebrow raised in amusement, to see the girl walking up
towards him - likely not expecting him to be there, but she seemed
joyful to see him all the same. "Shizumaru-san!" she ran over to him
immediately. "I'd - I'd wondered if I'd run into you again. I want
to show you something; here - " She knelt down before him and
pointed to the golden feather on her cheek. "Daisetsu has lent me
the power of Suzaku... so I suppose for now, I needn't worry about
causing you any pain," she smiled nervously.
"It was not your
fault, Alma-san. I do think that perhaps my body has calmed down
enough for me to look at you, at least," he smiled cheerfully.
Alma stared at him for a moment. "Your hair..." she fingered
a lock. "It looks very beautiful when you don't have it tied back,
you know!"
"Does it now?" He laughed. "I never think much of
it myself... it gets in the way a good deal when I am fighting, so I
prefer to keep it back. After the hot springs, however -
"
"Oh, you were bathing there as well...?" A faint pink lit
up Alma's face. "Ehe... I didn't see you... I guess I could've tried
to look around..."
"It's quite alright. You probably would've
found it very awkward," Shizumaru smiled. "Would you like a taste of
amakuchi, Alma-san?" He offered the small glass to her. "It
is sweet sake - I never really tried the more basic types. This has
suited me well enough."
"Alright," she smiled, and took the
amakuchi from his hands to take a little sip - "... ah... it
IS sweet!" she handed it back to him. "Thank you,
Shizumaru-san."
"No trouble," he looked down at the glass for
a moment, before setting it back down onto the ground. "Did I... I
did not finish explaining the braids on my nodachi, did I? Please
excuse my memory..." he trailed off.
"I know the black one -
but you never did get around to the blue one," she reached over, and
held the skinny braid in between her fingers. "It feels just like
silk and velvet all at once... so soft."
"Hai,"
Shizumaru nodded, a slight pink to his cheeks. "That braid was from
a man very dear to me by the name of Tachibana Ukyo. Never have I
met a man so utterly compassionate, yet kind, and yet deadly all at
once..." he sighed. "He happens to be from my native home, in fact,
and I had briefly met him once before."
"I see," Alma nodded
slowly, still intriuged by the braid's texture.
"He and I
were brought to a tournament such as this. And while there... oh,
Alma-san, has there ever been someone in your life who seemed so
wise despite his years? Tachibana-san was such a man... he lived on
the bridge between life and death, and could see both ends of that
path."
"I don't understand," the girl frowned. "What do you
mean by that?"
"Tuberculosis. An extremely severe bout... "
His eyes disappeared under his hair, and while Alma could not see
his eyes, she could have sworn a single tear had fallen from his
eye. "I tried so hard to save him, but..."
"... I'm sorry,"
she whispered, letting the braid slip free from her fingers. "Is he
- "
Shizumaru reached inside his tunic, withdrew a familiar
note - stained with Ukyo's coughs of blood - and held it out for
Alma to see. "That was the last thing he gave me before I returned
to my home. From what it says... I can only assume the
worst."
"What does it say? Nipanese isn't my strong suit
yet," she tried to lighten the mood, but wasn't completely
enthusiastic about it. Shizumaru took the note back, and read
quietly:
"Shizumaru-kun omoide issho ... sayonara
yo..."
"It means," he continued, "'Shizumaru-kun... we
will be together in thought and memory - goodbye..."
Alma
couldn't think of a thing to say.
--
running out of
characters~ XO
A-votes
to: Daisetsu Kalten Jun
R-votes
to: Opera Sol Testament
Casting Allay on
Alma.
Casting Endure.
Whew. x___x
a lonely
soul ____________________ moonlit skies speaker of silence
________________ candlelit town footsteps in the night
_____________ eyes cast in gloom utter reliance
____________________ a saddened frown
sweet serenity
__________________ shielded by innocence waits to be broken
_______________ hidden by beauty its mouth aghast
________________ the demon sleeps within a demon hath spoken
____________ destroying naievte
~ hisame shizumaru, survivor
x - oboeru mo ~
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Judge/Jury/Executioner
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For a
moment, all is quiet...and then the Gear steps out of the bar once
again. But instead of the dark sorceror he expected, Testament finds
himself confronted by a three ninja, weapons drawn.
"...you
are not my enemy. Stand aside now and you will be
spared."
One of the ninja speaks.
"Ninja do not back
down once they have accepted a job. Your end has come. Now...you
die."
And then the ninja attack. Bladed death comes flying in
from all directions; a number of shriuken come flying at
Testament...but the Gear is no longer there. Even as the attack was
beginning, Testament was already beginning to disintegrate into a
blood red liquid...behind one of the ninja, it erupts. The ninja
staggers back, coughing and looking sick behind his faceplate.
Before the ninja is able to recover, Testament has grabbed the ninja
by the face...with seeming ease, he flings the ninja, sending him
flying into a nearby wall with a resounding thud. The ninja falls to
the ground...he tries to get up, but is too weakened from the hard
impact and the sickening, burning poison, and falls to the ground
instead, nearly unconscious. The second and third ninja swiftly
recover from their suprise though; one draws a pair of kama, and
sends one of the sickle blades flying at the black clad Gear, while
the other draws twin nodachi and rushes. Testament evades the kama
and leaps at the nodachi wielder, slamming a fist into his faceplate
with enough force to crack it. As the ninja starts to stagger out,
Testament slams the pole of his scythe down into the ninja's foot,
then lashes out with an effortless looking backhand that sends the
ninja flying. He too hits a wall, falling to the ground in a stupor.
But the final ninja is a wily one...he lashes out with his kama
again, entangling Testament's scythe with the chain. He attempts to
rip the scythe from Testament's hands. Testament feels the strong
pull on his scythe; he spins around, ready to attack...just in time
to catch a bomb filled with some kind of noxious, burning substance
right in the eyes. Testament roars as it burns his eyes...but rather
than screaming and falling down,, clutching his eyes, Testament
merely and grabs the chain of the kama and jerks on it with all of
his strength. The ninja is pulled off of his feet, as the force of
Testament's pull sends the ninja flying forward. The ninja starts to
twist around, changing his wild flight into a directed kick....but
Testament sidesteps, catching the ninja in midair with one hand. In
his other hand, his scythe changes into a golden voodoo doll...which
he then crushes. The ninja screams and spasms, and then goes limp
from the intense pain...Testament hurls the unconscious ninja down.
He looks around, furious.
"Sorceror! I can feel your foul
presence around here somewhere...show yourself!"
And
then...suddenly, in the sky appears a red light, burning above the
town. Testament's attention is distracted for a moment...when he
glances back, he sees only a faint shadow fleeing from a rooftop. He
snarls...but he knows that this round is over. And so, Testament
fades into the shadows, returning to the meetingplace...for the
final test.
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Heaven or Hell?
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Oh,
and my other R-vote goes to Lord Kalten. Yep Yep.
Baka // Black
Angel // Salva Nos
"I'm not good- looking enough to be
party leader." - Robin Cook
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 08:55
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Martian Successor
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From a
hilltop just on the outskirts of Mithrik'en, Adol was waving a pair
of binoculars to keep in synchronization with Alec's bouncing up and
down.
Alec spied below, eyeing a guy dressed as a superhero,
just standing around.
"EGRAHC!!!! Reuqnoc dna htrof og tsum
ew won!!! Tegrat eht si ereht," Alec yelled as the two stormed from
the hill and into the town, smashing through everything in their
path, including crates, boxes, and some girl who looked she was
fresh from the convent.
Finally, they came upon the possible
superhero and were prepared to start the battle.
WE
INTERRUPT THIS FIGHT FOR A WORD FROM OUR
SPONSOR!!!!
POTHOUSEVANIA!!!!
Take up the
whip of Buck Belmont and defeat Drew the Drug Lord, Hideo Kojima,
and every horror that a South Floridian suburb can muster! 13 levels
in OLD-SKOOL 2D!!!!!! Fuck this tournament! BUY IT RIGHT
NOW!!!
From Khumeni: If the Ayatollah cannot play
it, NO ONE CAN!!!
WE NOW RETURN YOU TO YOUR
REGULARLY SCHEDULED FIGHT!!!
Adol and the superhero man
just stand around and then suddenly they hear cackling and see a
figure dressed entirely in black.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I make
you stop fight. Now I go and pray Dance Dance Revorution!!!" said
the figure, giving a thumbs up, then disappearing into
darkness.
"So that's how
you fooled them!" - Aeris Gainsborough, Final Fantasy VII
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Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser
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The
group of Sponsors hesitantly entered the central palace, watching
Daisetsu slowly close the doors behind them. He was silent, as was
Kalten, Jun, and Dorrin as they stood at the doorways, respectively
guarding all four exits.
Then Daisetsu's voice rang out. "I
mentioned a test. It stands before you."
Out of the shadows,
eleven forms melted into existence. 10 were garbed in various forms
of ninja attire, and the man in front--
A killer intent so
vast that shadows paled to its darkness...
The man spoke
with a easy, relaxed accent, although his sheer aura's pressure was
like a massive weight upon the contenders. "I hope you have been
enjoying the varying challenges or lack thereof that in my city.
Allow me to introduce myself..."
The man stood out of the
darkness. He wore a ornate variation of a sakkat hat, which was
painted black at the edges and sported the kanji 'Setsu' at the rim.
He wore loose robes, and seemed to carry no weapon on his person,
although his presence was palatable like that of a grim reaper among
wheat.
"I am Kobatsu, Hokage of Mithrik'en, and the ten
people behind me are various Jounin from different houses. I am sure
that at least some of you have faced some random Genin and Chuunin
before now, so you may enjoy the difference in skill
level."
He motioned, and the 10 shadows vanished. He tilted
the hat over his eyes, so that it was shaded from view, and wind
started to catch and whirl up around him.
"Your test... is to
defeat me and my companions. I wish you luck. Now come at me with
all you have to offer... or you will fail."
The room turned
into chaos immediately.
Required Boss -
Kobatsu
Don't underestimate the power of the eleven
people you are facing, because each one of them has the power to
take on impossible odds and still come out on top. These people are
masters of physical, mental, and magical arts, mixing them with a
combination of speed and/or power to defeat one or many foes
simultaeously. But a ninja that stands alone is seldom a strong one,
and these Jounin utilize teamwork above all else in order to get the
job done--which is kicking all your asses. 
Kobatsu himself is a special Aura user, because he
houses the mythical beast, Leviathan. In addition to that, he's more
deadly the other ten in basic skills alone. Watch out(is an
understatement).
Should he fail to be defeated by rounds end,
all Sponsors will recieve damage equal to 1/8 of their Lord's EXP
rounded up, and all R-Votes will be negated.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:05
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Superhero Sellout
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: a place where you are
not
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Falcon A-Votes the Kobatsu person Falcon posts
later.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:09
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K' -- KOF
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Bit
late on this one, but it's before Kyo's post ^^;;
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K' was bored, he was rather impatient
and was tired of waiting for Daisetsu and his trials to commence.
The trials to determine who would become God, to be more specific.
Continuing his trek through the long path ahead of him, K' caught
the familiar odor of sushi; His stomach growled. 'Haven't eaten in
quite a while have I?' K' thought to himself.
With that, he
headed towards the restaurant that was only a few paces away. K' was
in awe as he stood in front of the structure. For a place that was
dedicated only to serving food, it was rich and opulent in style.
The decorum of the building was absolutely lavish and extravagant.
Japanese style lanterns were lined across the entrance way and
generated a warm glow that further enhanced the jovial atmosphere.
The restaurant was also influenced by the culture of the several
different styles of combat that ninjas practiced in the Nation of
Wave. K' had realized this when passing several stone monuments in
the garden of the restaurant--They were dedicated as holy shrines
for the ninjas that lived here. K' stomach growled again as he
finally reached the actual entrance in the building. It was a
typical Japanese restaurant inside as there were no chairs, only
tables with cushioned mats that were used as seats. A waitress
walked towards K' and asked, "Table for one?"
"Yeah." K' said
nodding.
The waitress directed K' towards a table located
next to a large window. Several other people were nearby and K'
immediately spotted Chipp as one of them. K' recognized him as one
of the people chosen by Daisetsu and his artifacts. He sat down and
promptly ordered some saké along with a full dish of sushi trying to
ignore Chipp's rambling. Chipp was rattling on and on in obscure
sentences and phrases talking about ninjas, the japanese culture,
and ...
sushi.
"HEYWHAT'SUP?YOU'REONEOFTHEPEOPLEISAWINTHEFIRSTTOWN--SAN'TAR
WASN'TIT?YOULIKESUSHITOOBECAUSEILIKESUSHI!" Chipp said to K' who was
already engulfing the food he had ordered.
"What..?" K'
replied his voice muffled with the food stuffed in his
mouth.
"WHATEVER..HOWABOUTNINJAS?DOYOULIKENINJAS?"
K'
was lost as usual with Chipp's incoherent speech. However, it
continued on for almost half an hour and K' began to get peeved. 'I
swear... if he says ONE more god damn thing to me...' K''s thoughts
were interrupted as a red flare burst in the air--obviously the
signal Daisetsu had released indicating that everyone had to report
to the central island of the forested city.
Chipp abruptly
stopped talking and gazed at the flare in the night sky as well.
"GUESSWE'RETOREPORTTOTHECENTRALISLAND,YES?!WAIT,WHEREISTHECENTRALISLANDANYWAY?ISHETALKINGABOUTTHEONEWITHTHEVOLCANO?"
K'
glared at Chipp. Chipp, who finally understood that K' was
irritated, immediately stopped asking questions. K' stood up and
left the restaurant, heading towards the main isle. He left another
"I.O.U" note on the table as he had done with his clothes. Chipp,
was still in the restaurant, stuffing sushi in a bag. 'What and
addict,' K' thought. 'But hey... he's not so bad. A bit hyperactive,
but he's gotten this far for a reason. I wonder how he will fair
against
me.'
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Status: Parry
Stance currently activated. Lord Kalten
2 A-Votes 3
R-Votes 1 Unused Ability
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:12
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Road Warrior
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behind the mayo
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A-Vote against Kobatsu
V&M smackdown
post coming.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:14
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Martian Successor
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A-VOTES
TO...
ALMA VINCENT KOBATSU
R-VOTES
TO...
CAPTAIN FALCON KALTEN
TECHNIQUE USE:
PARRY STANCE
STUPID FUCKING TRIVIA ALERT: Hideo
Kojima, as practically everybody knows, was responsible for the
Metal Gear series. During the 16-bit era, another game of his had
hit North American shores. The first two people to name that game
get my remaining R-Votes.
"So that's how
you fooled them!" - Aeris Gainsborough, Final Fantasy VII
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:18
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Hyperion's servant
 Registered: Oct 2002 Location: Where you are
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So it
has come to this then.
A-Vote to Kobatsu. A-Vote to
Tingle.
R-Vote to Hulk. R-Vote to Jun.
And can we
attack Kobatsu with more than one A-Vote? Because I have one
left.
Anyway, King will be furious when she breaks out. Which
would be now. 
If the good
die young, then I'm effectively immortal.
Hyperion: "Stop the
asteriod, Magneto. Stop the asteriod, or I'll implode your
head."
Hyperion: "Give up this garbage and face the
inevitable, Magneto. You cannot defeat
me." Magneto: "Everyone has an Achilles
heel!" Hyperion: "Only Achilles had an Achilles heel.
I cannot be stopped."
Opposite attract only because
men are sluts and women are whores. Thus the equation balances out.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:18
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Heaven or Hell?
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That'll be Snatcher then, Cru 
Baka // Black
Angel // Salva Nos
"I'm not good- looking enough to be
party leader." - Robin Cook
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:19
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Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser
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Damned: Nope, but there's no Vote Burn this
round.
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Luna
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:22
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Tetragene
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MORE frigging ninjas? Well, this calls for only one
tactic....same thing I used earlier. But
first....
Stepping back away from the fray, Opera began
to rummage through her bag. She kept glancing down every so often to
make sure she was going to get what she wanted, but not taking her
eyes off the ninja squadron. At last, she found what she was looking
for. Withdrawing a large black bottle, she uncorked it swiftly with
one hand, then threw it into the center of the ongoing battle. As it
shattered, an ebony mist rose up from the floor, and formed ghostly
tendrils that curled around the enemy briefly before
vanishing.
"Smoke Mist, boys....say goodbye to part of your
speed," Opera murmured, smirking. "Now to take proper advantage of
this. FOL!" She pulled the trigger - seeing as the Kaleidoscope was
still set to Alpha-on-One from earlier - and five energy orbs burst
out and homed in on the nearest ninja. Opera grinned
triumphantly.
You'd better believe that I've got plenty
more where that came from! Opera thought gleefully as her
fingers located a Magic Rock in her bag. Heh...wonder how they'll
like
this?
*bouncebouncebounce*
*BAM*SKOOSH*
Mwahahaha.
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Yeah, so it's stupid. xD;;;
1 A-Vote to
Kobatsu
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:23
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The Night Beckons...
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location:
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In this entry....
-Well... of
the many creative ways the Jun/Mal'Ganis date could've ended,
I wasn't sure I expected that. And neither did he. -Mal'Ganis is one unhappy greater
demon.
---
He could only watch, stunned, as Jun left.
A hundred things he could do; a thousand words he could say... but
within his black heart, he knew better than to act. In a flash his
discarded robes winked out of existence and the mythril-like battle
armor appeared on him. He rose, hooves angrily striking the steps
that led down into the pool.
Mal'Ganis was a demon. Demons,
at least ones at his level; rarely bothered to show real emotion.
Rage, hatred, jealousy... lusts for more fueled a demon's existence.
It was what separated them from the weak creatures that fought them
as enemies; and their commitment to useless but high-minded ideals
had ensured the Legion near-countless victories.
He was a
Nathrezim. At least in name.
I failed. I had the woman
whose soul I wanted in my power... and I let her go. Foolish,
foolish Dreadlord! Did you come back from death to be swayed by a
pathetic human? Did you set yourself against millions of your own
kind to pass up a chance dropped in your lap? Is a sparkling eye or
curves of flesh worth torture for all time?
His hoofbeats
echoed across the steel bridge as he crossed back to the mainland.
One Ninja came running by, recognizing Mal'Ganis; and asked, "Have
you seen Miss Jun--" as he dashed past; but the Dreadlord whirled
around, grabbing him by the collar and throwing him into the sea far
below. A pair of dirty, rough-looking mortals-- their short steel
cutlasses and attire marking them as pirates-- charged at him, only
to be cut down by a projected Carrion Swarm and a blinding
quartet of slashes, blood flying from the demon's extended
claws.
He crossed across the bridge, still hissing angrily;
another flash of emerald eyes and black hair, flowing in the wind;
danced through his thoughts.
She pitied me! She offers her
aid in battle... I do not need a soldier! I demanded a thrall, a
powerful being bent to my will. Jun has denied me this, and yet not
become my enemy... despite all I had done.
...such as step in
the hot springs. I'm a demon! I hate water!
His pupilless
violet eyes flared, and Mal'Ganis pointed at the center of the
bridge.
Oh, I still have a use for you, Jun. Do not be
deceived.
With a thought he banished the beautiful ninja
from his mind, and felt a rush of energy; the psychic power he had
let decay while trying to seduce Jun filled its old void
instantly.
"Aszh nath Infierno
sur'thulah!"
Mal'Ganis at once shuddered under the
tremendous strain of calling down an Infernal in a land with much
natural magic energy. Yet it came; and Mal'Ganis knew at once that
he was now more powerful, if only slightly; than he had been before.
They did not lie... as this tournament progresses, we
change....
The fiery meteor descended with amazing speed,
and mere seconds passed before it touched down, blasting into the
bridge and vaporizing out its center; the concussion rippling across
its supports. The bridge began to collapse, buckling from the
center; then falling into the water. The Inferno stone boiled away
in the water, and Mal'Ganis turned on the back of his hooves and
walked away.
He was slowly beginning to regain control.
Death... blood... I must feed. The souls of the ninja I can kill
from their own shadows will sustain me now.
And Jun... you
made a mockery of a Nathrezim. You, and your people, will suffer as
I have, until I have made you mine,
forever.
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R-vote to Testament. R-vote to
Jun. R-vote to Ky Kiske. R-vote to Yuri.
Use of
Vanish. Use of Spirit Link on... somebody. Meh, Shang
Tsung. Not like it matters at this point anyway.
^ Just
wanted XP. Heh.
"As you can see, your people are now mine. I
will now turn this city, household by household, until the flame of
Life has been snuffed out... forever." - Mal'Ganis
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Grab your asses and run!
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location:
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A-Vote to Kobatsu (boss). Posty will come
later.
Dammit, people! We've only got 10 minutes left!
><;;
EDIT: Might as well vote dump.
o.o
A-Vote to Storm A-Vote to
Tingle
R-Vote to Alma R-Vote to
Opera R-Vote to Adol Christian
Allay used on
Ky
"My name is Maia, of Subaru sparkling in the heavenly dome. I
support the holy moon, and pray on your behalf..."
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:24
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Cute Widdle Cleric Girl
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Graveyard of
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These
will be mentioned in my post- trust me, it'll be a fun one. But lemme get these votes out.
Alma casts Allay
on Sol Badguy
1 A-Vote to Tingle 1 A-Vote to Kalten 1
A-Vote to Kobatsu
Alma activates Endure
"Virtus in
cordibus tranquillibus floret. Iustitia est mecum. Per animam meam,
cave. Cave."
-- Sponsoring Alma Beoulve, Survivor X.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:24
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Maester of Monsters
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Graveyard Within My
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A-Vote
to Kobetsu, obviously. Other two A-Votes will be
ignored.
R-Vote to Testament. Using special ability: Distance
Charge, granting the powered-up A-Votes to myself (the one above)
and to Alma (in TK's post).
Postie coming soon, just wanted
these out the way before tallying ends.
People like
you. People who plan out every little detail of their
lives.
You could never understand me.
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:25
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The 24 Edit Team Av
 Registered: Feb 2001 Location: Harker Heights, TX,
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Cue
song: Dragon Ball - Makafushigi Adventure!
More
ninja?!
Eleven of them stood.
What a load of crap.
The ninja are outnumbered, but there is a reason
they're still confident. We need to team up with someone and chip a
few down; let's hope our fellow party members follow up on this
strategy!
Dan Hibiki began slapping a ninja in the
face; for one whole minute, the ninja stood motionless. Then, the
Jounin punched Dan in the gut, disabling him for a
moment.
Adol Christian and Sir Alec had begun dueling with
Captain "Bling Bling" Falcon, but quickly turned their attention to
the ninja grappling them from behind.
Grab Hibiki, and then pick up Falcon and the guy with
Obi-Wan's head!
Bruce swerved to avoid the random
scuffles, and grabbed the unconscious Dan. Banner dragged him over
to Adol and Falcon.
"We need...*huff* to fight them... *huff*
one at a time!"
"Good thinking there sport!" Falcon
responded, and had Banner's back.
“Reuqnoc dna edivid!”
responded the head of Alec, and the silent Adol followed him.
"That ninja in the right isn't fighting anyone yet. Take him
down after me!" Bruce once again swerved through the scuffles and
slid underneath undetected; he blew a yoga fire and lit the sole
Jounin ablaze. "Get in!"
Captain Falcon leaped into the fray
first, and with the most beautiful style known to man, gave the
burning ninja a five fist combo, finishing with a high kick. The
Jounin shook his head, and rolled behind Falcon and threw him.
Dan finally woke up, and saw Falcon and Bruce fighting the
still lit up Jounin.
"Aw, shit! How do I help from all the
way over here tho-...yeah!" Dan took out a photograph of himself,
and signed it. He tossed it at the Jounin, who was stunned for just
one moment. Bruce capitalized and grabbed him, locking his shoulders
with all the power he could muster.
"Hey, you!" Bruce shouted
at Adol. "Do your thing!"
“Ledifni eht znwp!” guided Sir
Alec, and Adol did just that. Weakened, the Jounin whose flames had
extinguished had decided to cloud the mind of Banner, and make him
let go.
You will free
me!
SAYS WHO,
BITCH?!
You must have some really
shiny balls to come in HERE and tell us what to
do!
I'm afraid to say that your
odds don't look well.
HULK
SMASH!!!
The power of the schizophrenic's mind was
too strong for mind manipulation. Having his own mind's ass kicked,
this Jounin has fallen.
But this battle isn't
over!
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Posted: 04-22-2003 , 09:25
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Martian Successor
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Ky
gets 1337 Goron skillz.
R-VOTE TO KY!
"So that's how
you fooled them!" - Aeris Gainsborough, Final Fantasy VII
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Basic Lurker
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I'm
not gonna write anything, just yet(seeing how slow a writer I am).
I'll just Vote Dump for now. Please forgive the random
targeting.
1 A-Vote to Kobatsu! 1 A-Vote to Alma
Beoulve(Renmazuo)! 1 A-Vote to Hisame Shizumaru(Carly
Cheeese)! 1 A-Vote to Vincent Valentine(Kellios)! 1 A-Vote to
K'(Daisuke7777)! 1 A-Vote to Sol Badguy(Exeter)! (Most of you
seem to be doing rather well. So unless we can't beat Kobatsu, odd's
are you guy's are pretty safe)
Using Lord Kalten's Special
Ability Strafed Fire to inflict 2 point's of damage on
Kobatsu, and negate on R-Vote on Alma Beoulve!
Using Lord
Kalten's Special Ability Scattered Fire on Kobatsu and
K'!
1 R-Vote to Lord Kalten! 1 R-Vote to King(The
Damned)! 1 R-Vote to Ky Kiske(Baka)! 1 R-vote to Opera
Vectra(Luna)!
There. 4 point's of Damage to Kobatsu. Best I
can do, though not bad, considering the battle system's
limits.
We're all counting on each other to take these Ninjas
down!
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edited by Curley W on 04-22-2003 at 09:45 PM
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