Someone wanna fight...?

[Eventua]

Uh, yes? I heard about this whole 'RP battle' type thing, myes! So, uh, would anyone like to battle me? After all, I AM just a poor, defensless little noob (note, I've had many an RP battle prior to this... )
Right, so, like, FIRST COME FIRST SERVED! *Draws Staff*

[qster]

Welcome to KHI. So you've had many battles on other forums? I intend to see that skill here.

~My Character~
Name: Canis Lupus

Age:10

Sex: Male

Side: Good

Nation: A

Race: Werewolf

Physical description: Wolf ears, hands, tail, and teeth, everything else is human. Silver hair, gray eyes with pale, ashy gray skin. Wears a midnight blue cloak with the bottom half ripped off, dirty jeans, black gloves, and cloth shoes.

Personallity: Loyal and quiet, gets the job done even at the cost of his life. Devoted to his friends. Known to be very stubborn.

Bio: A werewolf boy trained as an assasin since he could pick up a sword. One of very few in existence, he thrives to recreate the race of werewolves. As a baby his father, King Arthus, cast him aside and left him to die where he was then raised by a sage by the name of Saleh.When he was just an infant, his father got drunk and killed his mother, who was a human, which explains why he can transform any night, but the moonlight needs to touch his hair in order to take effect. At age 3, he was then taught how to use light magic and at the age of 7, found him dead because of Arthus's army. He then learned the art of assasination and later killed 6 of the 7 commanding generals under Arthus. His goal is to kill his father and take the throne, leading to a grand reform of their race. His small army consists of Joeseph(archer), Meena(mage), Yujil(swordmaster), and Elizabeth(healer).

Skills: Assasination, summoning, light magic

Weapon: a rogues knife and throwing needles for prescision attacks.

Secret attacks: Pin cushion: Canis runs around the enemy and strikes them in every direction possible with throwing needles.
Ryukin: Canis duplicates himself and makes an army of clones to attack the enemy.
Lightning speed slash: Runs around enemy with untrackable speed and slashes them with his knife.
Final flight: Rushes toward enemy(ies) and covers them with his cloak (the inside is like a paralyzer) then jumps into the air and performs a combination of Pin cushion and a Piledriver.
Howl to the heavens: happens only at night. Canis transforms into a werewolf only if his hood comes off.
Finisher: Power of the Werewolf: (Howl to the Heavens must be activated) Canis holds the enemy by the neck clawing them to death and slam them 50 ft into the ground.
Secondary Finisher: The crying earth: (near death state) The enemy hears an eerie moan and as Canis walks closer to the enemy, he/she sees the ghosts of all the people they have killed in their life time and are attacked by them.

[terra99032]

hOW DO you battle

[qster]

Originally Posted by terra99032

hOW DO you battle

One person posts an attack amd your opponent responds with either an attack, defense, or whatever. I recommend observing other battles if you still don't understand.

[Eventua]

Actually, I should have posted my character! o_O (He is, by the way, brand new. I sort of made him up only recently!)
Right, uh, yes!

~My Character~

Name: Marsh Tilt

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Alignment: Lawful Good

Faction: Earth Mages of Geril'Tumak

Race: Human

Class: Geo Mage (Combination of Black Mage, White Mage and Summoner, but can only use Earth elemental spells)

Physical Description and Outfit: Smooth short brown hair with a few bangs hanging down for a fringe. Thin, 5"11 tall. White, slightly frail physical build. Green eyes.
Wears a brown (with green trimmings) longcoat, gloves and shoes. Also wears smart brown 'pinstripe' type trousers. Wears goggles on his eyes and a green 'Black Mage' wizards cap on his head.

Personality and Bio: Somewhat cocky when competing, but humble enough to accept his faults at other times. Friendly, outgoing and cheerful, but also somewhat naive and a bit slow... at times. Uh, yes, that's it.
A young man of noble birth, who lived a very privileged life. He has had few problems in life, but he's also been somewhat sheltered from the outside world, and as such sometimes thinks people are a bit silly for being pessimistic or anti-social.
Ever since he was old enough to talk, his father (an accomplished mage and business man) taught him how to use magic, but unfortunetly the boy discovered that he could only seem to get the hang of the Earth element, but that he had a mastery of it few could content with at his age.
Eventually, when he was about 16 he set off to claim his own fortune, (for his father was very strict about this. He was NOT going to raise a son who would inherit everything and not EARN it...) and along with it to marry the girl of his dreams, his childhood friend Ruth, the daughter of his fathers bodyguard and future protector of the family.
(I hope he succeads!)

Weapon: His trusty staff, a simple wooden rod that's about the length of a keyblade. It crooks over at the end into a sort of, uh, 'hook' (though not a sharp one! Like, uh, the one on the end of Sly Coopers stick, but not golden).

Skills: Graces and Good manners (includes diplomacy and tact). Intermediate earth elemental magic (Black, White, and Summoning).

Spells, Special attacks and techniques:

Shatter: Destroys any sort of barrier or defensive spell/shield that the enemy may have used.

Pit: Capsizes the ground beneath the enemy(s) feet, causing them to (hopefully) plummet to their DOOM! Or, uh, to at least sprain their ankle, maybe?

Stone: Either rips a chunk of rock out of the ground about the size of a cannon ball, or, if the floor is made of something else, generates the rock from thin air. This stone then proceeds to float there until either A) Marsh is disrupted (struck, knocked out, or dies) or B) Marsh taps the rock with his staff, launching it, causing it to fly at high speeds towards the enemy.

GravDraw: If the enemy is close, draws the enemy nearer and then blasts them away with earth energy. Can be used to 'drag' the target somewhat, shifting their momentum.

Disrupt: Temporarily (for the next 3 turns) 'Disrupts' the enemy, preventing them from drawing upon any kind of external magical link they may have to something. This does not prevent them, however, from being able to cast standard magic spells, since these (usually) draw upon the persons inner power, nor does it weaken them physically.

NulStone: Raises a one time barrier that completely nullifies any kind of harmful Earth elemental spell used against Marsh (or possibly an ally, if he casts it on that person instead).

Heal 2: Instantly heals minor injuries, speeds up the restoration of very bad injuries and dulls the pain.

Hope: Lifts the spirits; indirectly does little more then makes the person more motivated to carry on, and that, I assure you, is potentially VERY powerful.

Summon: Children of Stone: Temporarily (till they're destroyed) summons three small rock golems (VERY small, at least in comparison to other Golems... about 4"4 tall each). They're quite hardy and pack a punch, but have no ranged attacks, and are a tad slow.

Finisher: Ragnarok: (near death/losing): Causes Marsh to enter an extremely volatile state whereby he starts an earthquake, causes geysers to erupt from the ground, and causes meteors to fall from above on to the area. However, hurts both friends AND foes, and completely drains Marsh of his power, leaving him vulnerable to enemy attacks should anything be left.

[qster]

Do you want me to choose the location or do you already have on planned?

[Eventua]

Oh, the location? I already had one planned, kind of. A deserted road in the middle of a forest, basically. Some trees hanging over it, and, uh, yes, that's about it.
About 4 in the afternoon.

Uh, also, when I said "I've battled elsewhere" what I meant was, "I've battled in chatrooms before, and usually (AKA always) lost. Though in all fairness, other people had a habit of ganging up on me, and they usually used really overpowered characters. That, and I type quite slowly."

Could you actually start it off, qster?

[qster]

I'd be glad to.

IC: Canis was napping in a tree, waiting until he heard a deer come by so he could have a decent meal, or in hiswords one that didn't constantly mean eating leaves and acorns in order to keep his energy up. He finally spotted a deer and threw a handful of needles at it, killing it in its tracks. He went on his knees and entered a prayer position."Thank you, oh great spirit of the mighty deer. Your flavorable meat shall nourish many who need it. I pray that you continue to aid me on my quest." He got up and picked the deer carcase up by the horns, throwing it in the tree to keep it away from scavengers that lurked below. He began his fest on the deer, ripping out parts of the deer and digesting them.

[Eventua]

(Right then! Uh, I guess I'd better enter, then...?)
Marsh walked down the road with a song in his heart, a mission on his mind, and... and, uh, a rucksack on his back?! Maybe?! Anyway, he walked down the road, when it occured to him that it was getting late-ish, and he might need to rest for the night... but first, his meal! Yes, for he was now, (as his father would call him) 'A working man'... and that meant hunting something. And killing it. And EATING it... eew...!
*Hmm...* he thought *Perhaps, uh, I'll have some fine shruberies...? They should be good, myes!* and so, uh, he went off to find some shruberies.

After about 10 minutes or so, though, he stumbled into a small glade and found something a bit... scary. A small boy, at most about 11 or 12 years old, with wolf ears and a tail, and what looked like various other 'wolfy' bits, was sitting in a tree with... well, it LOOKED like a half-eaten deer corpse...?! Marsh began to feel very nautious. The smell, you see, was quite repungent.
But then, Marsh noticed something.
*Hang on a mo... isn't that...?* he thought, before he quickly got out of his pocket a small, excellantly drawn picture of a Werewolf cub. The VERY SAME WEREWOLF CUB WHO WAS NOW GORGING ITSELF!
*That's... no... could it? ... I think it is!* he was so excited, he could hardly keep in his anticipation. This was the terrorist, the one that, uh, what was his name...? Arthus, yes, that was it! The Werewolf king, who had happily paid him to dispatch a brutal terrorist... apparently this young pup had already killed 6 of Arthus's finest generals!
Needless to say, it had somewhat scared Marsh, the idea of fighting a werewolf... but the money! It was a medium sized fortune, easily! If Marsh defeated this werewolf and claimed the reward, King Arthus would pay him so much money, he could go home RIGHT THEN AND THERE... and marry Ruth, and claim his inheritance, and, and...!
"YIPPIE!!!" he shouted. Unfortunetly, this alerted the young pup, who then proceeded to jump down from the tree...
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Uh, over to you qster!

[qster]

Canis jumped down from the tree he was in, seeing a man dressed in a mages garb. "Excuse me sir, but can I help you?" He said to the man. "Oh, by the way, my name is Canis. What is yours?" He said with a smile. He placed his hands in his jean pockets, unsure why the man had seemed so happy when he found him. I have a feeling this man might be working for him. I better try to avoid conflict for right now. I better wait until the sun gets lower so that way I have my transformation to fall back on.

[Eventua]

Fear rised up in Marsh's heart. *Damn it! Why couldn't I have stumbled upon him earlier in the day? Rather then towards the end of the afternoon! Um, maybe... I'll have to act fast.* he thought to himself.
"Uh, my name is Marsh. Marsh Tilt. I, um, yes, I've been looking for you... you see, uh..." *Thnink of something, damnit!*
"I'm here to help! Yes, uh, that's it! I heard that your taking a stand against the evil tyranny of King Arthus, so, um, I came to help you...?"
However, Marsh could tell that Canis wasn't quite taking the bait; he'd raised his haunches, and he was fumbling at the belt he wore... near his knife.
*Hmm... I may have to do this the good old fashioned way...* Marsh thought, clutching his staff tightly.

[qster]

"Ah, you plan to join our cause? Well, welcome Marsh Tilt!" He extended his hand, waiting for a handshake. I don't buy that one bit. Canis thought. He went into the tree and pulled down the deer carcase. "Are you hungry? There is plenty." Canis said. If he begins eating, then it will buy me more time in order to wait for the sun to go down. He tore off a piece of deer meat and held it towards Marsh. "Here you go." He said with a smile.

[Eventua]

Marsh eyed the piece of raw meat with an (unfortunetly) obvious look of distaste. *Damn it, I aint eating that.* "Uh, listen, Canis, yes, um..." *I've got no choice... he isn't taking the lie!*
Marsh clutched his staff tightly, and placed his googles over his eyes (for up till now they had been on his face, but more sort of 'on his forehead'...).
"I'm sorry..." he said, before he quickly hopped backwards.
"SUMMON! CHILDREN OF STONE, COME TO ME!" he shouted, raising his staff into the air and bringing it down onto the ground. Just in front of him and just to his left and right, 3 small earth elementals, a fusion of rocks and plants were sort of, uh, 'formed'... 3 small patches of earth nearby sort of, uh, 'rose' out of the ground, eventually forming the 3 creatures.
*It begins...*

[qster]

Bingo. Canis thought. He tossed the meat at him and pulled out a handful of needles, throwing them at the Children of Earth, just causing minor scratches. He jumped high into the air and yelled, "Ryukin, Shooting Star!" He formed 12 clones, all in a head-first position. They fell out of the sky, like stars, knocking up stones and knocking down trees. Canis, while falling, pulled oyut his knife and landed toward Marsh, hoping to slash at him.

[Eventua]

*Oh boy, here he comes!* thought Marsh as Canis came down upon him with great speed. His three 'Children' were chasing after the clones, leaving Marsh to face his foe, one on one.
*Gotta time this right... now!* he thought, jumping to the side just as Canis was about to land. "PIT!" Marsh shouted, opening a rather deep hole in the ground where Canis was about to land.