Path to Inevitability (Open Battle)

[Smoofy]

Ok, I guess I know what I'm doing. Here's the temp?

Name: Zack Isotar

Age: Physical age of 17, real age unknown.

Appearance: Wears a full white cloak, covering his whole body from head to toe, the hood is always up, and rarely every falls down. He wears simple black shoes, prefect for moving at great speeds, and are very durable. Underneath his cloak he wears a full body suit of powerful Genome armor, sturdy, yet light, allowing him great speed and movement, totally unhindered. Under the hood, lies a child like face, with long blonde hair down to his shoulders, and droops slightly over his eyes. He eyes vibrant green eyes, matching his personality and a small mouth. He wears black finger gloves with a sturdy metal above the top of his fingers for protection, mainly for deflecting attacks and weak magic. He has a long, prehensile tail coming out of his pants that hangs under his cloak. It is usually rolled up unless he needs to use it.

Personality: Zack is always up for a fight, and has a great time doing so. He’s constantly training to become stronger and to outwit his opponents in battle. He’s a fun loving guy and loves making new friends, usually deciding who he likes over a quick spar. Never a quiet person, and quite boisterous, he enjoys taunting people and working them up into a storm, he gets amusement from that. All in all, he’s easy going, but can get on peoples nerves.Equipment/Weaponry: Four Daggers. Two of them are jagged and gnarled up, designed for ripping and tearing, the other two have smoother blades, designed for slashing and stabbing. He can make a combination of two of them, any two that he should choose. He can combine all four together, to make an interesting pinwheel type weapon. Three can be used too, a versatile set of weapons. He has a few extras, such as smoke bombs, and special symbol tags which he can place and cause to explode at anytime he so chooses.

History: The Genome clan was born on a long lost island, known only as Terra, unbalanced forces of power waged war on this land, soon turning it desolate. The Terrans were on the losing side, constantly ravaged by those only known as Gaians. These people had a far greater military force, and were constantly winning battles, defeating the Terrans at every turn. Things looked bleak for the Terrans, their King dead, only his second in command remained to fight a losing war, known as Gairlt, however, Gairlt had one last plan to overthrow the Gaians.

Gairlt had been experimenting on Terrans with high adaptability and physical prowess, using something new to the land that beings called “ninjas” had introduced, using the energy of Chakra. Using this strange force, he manipulated Terrans into beings like the ninja, able to “Ninjutsu” like techniques, he classed these techniques after a lost prophet with magical powers known as “Dyne”. The Terrans new abilities soon allowed them to gain ground against the Gaians, but it wasn’t enough. Gairlt went mad, creating the ultimate warrior, donning them “Genomes” the most powerful of these highly powered Terrans.

The Genomes power was beyond belief, they obliterated everything in their path, the Gaians had not yet learnt of Chakra, and as of such had no chance of fighting back, these new Genomes fought through the forces, but their power was too much, whatever ground they brought back to themselves was rendered useless due to the uncontrolled carnage they had released on their enemies. The main drawback of this power was a seriously reduced life span. Gairlt, almost losing all of his sanity, fixated on perfecting his creation, lost sight on what the original plan of overthrowing the Gaians was, and focused solely on creating the ultimate weapons.

Gairlt, near death, had only a few more subjects left, he released them against the dwindling Gaian empire, these were the perfect subjects he had been praying for. He ordered them to kill everything in their path and destroy the Gaians, but what he hadn’t accounted for would be his ultimate downfall. Inside these ultimate Genomes, rested the hearts and souls of the Terrans who had offered themselves up to Gairlt. Realising their power was only used to harm others, the Genomes turned on Gairlt, killed him, and left the dying land to leave to it’s natural cause, without their power disrupting and corrupting many.

They found their way to the land of the ninja, and found their powers weren’t far from the powers of other beings here. They felt at home and settled in various countries pertaining to their own interests. Some found interests in the weapons they used, and came to like various short swords, daggers, and weapons they created known as “Swallow Blades”.

These were weapons where two shorts or daggers joined at the handle would serve as a double weapon, they also designed various skills involving their Dyne abilities, making them even stronger, despite their strength in Dyne attacks, they couldn’t muster the ability to be able to use ordinary elemental jutsu techniques, and have never found out why. Their clan is still prosperous, and is still alive after a good 50 years.

Zack is one of these Genomes, and plans to fight, and find the ultimate opponent.

Abilities:



Free Energy
Description: With each punch or slash, an explosion is created, with a different symbol each time. This technique does not cause the opponent to explode, but causes physical harm. The hits don’t have to connect, but it is a close range attack.

Tidal Flame:
Description: The user slams their fists into the ground. A ring of flame appears and homes in on the enemy.

Scoop Art:
Description: A purple beam of energy shoots from the sky, driving the enemy into the ground, causing pain from the beam and from the impact to the ground.

Shift Break:
Description: The user makes a slight hop into the air, and four pillars of water form around the enemy. They then crash into the opponent.

Stellar Circle 5
Description: After puffing out the chest, and spreading the users arm, a circle of energy engulfs the user, and rockets upwards.

Meo Twister
Description: The user raises an arm, and multiple beams of energy form above the opponent, and shoot downwards. Each beam sends them backwards, into the next beam and so on. Maximum of four beams.

Solution 9
Description: The user thrusts both arms forward, and multiple explosions rush from the users hands, travelling in a straight line towards the enemy, rocketing them into the air and prone to many more strikes.

Grand Lethal
Description: The user dives at the enemy, twisting at great speeds. They are enveloped by purple light and home towards the enemy, driving into them and sending them into the air, prone to attacks.

Terran Destruction
Description: The ultimate Genome technique known so far. The user moves at high speeds, slashing the enemy multiple times, they then spin around the opponent, still slashing, creating a massive vortex of energy, at this point, the Genome speeds upwards and tears right through the opponent.

Air Pulse
Description: Allows the user to dash in mid air.

Air Rend
Description: Send waves of air from the daggers Zack has by slashing.

Teleportation
Description: Move a short distance instantly and without a trace.

Call of the Heavens
Description: Call down multiple beams of energy to blast the foe many times, sending them ricocheting through the air.

Call Back
Description: Throw a weapon, and have it come flying back to you.

Air Raid
Description: Shoot multiple balls of energy from the weapon.

Enhanced movement
Description: This enables Zack with enhanced senses and reaction time, allowing for greater movement.

Force Wind
Description: Using his mind, Zack can force a wind explosion, shooting everything away from him, people, projectiles, long enough for him to maneuver away.

Black Hole
Description: Not actually a black hole, but simulates one. Zack rotates his arms in a wheel motion, creating giant gusts of wind. This holds anything in place for as long or as little as he wants, he can then shoot back said projectiles.

Genome Quake
Description: A symbol is formed and slams into the ground, a ripple in the ground homes in on the enemy, when it reaches the, a massive tower of spikes forms, impaling the enemy.

Air Manipulation
Description: This allows Zack to manipulate his speed and direction in the air by controlling the immediate air around him.

Genome Sense
Description: Most like a sixth sense, Zack’s body will react automatically to dangers his mind does not pick up, hr doesn’t move, but he is aware of the danger, and can then move away from the danger.

Genome heat
Description: This allows the user to moderate their body heat, increasing it and decreasing as they so please.

Helicopter Tail
Description: Using his tail as a helicopter, Zack can hover in mid-air, this can be enhanced with the four dagger pinwheel.

Invisibility Trick
Description: A small symbol is formed, and Zack is temporarily turned invisible until he attacks.

Laser slash
Description: With each slash of his weapons, Zack emits a beam of light, either harming or blinding his opponent.

Righteous Light
Description: A symbol forms, and a large burst of light emits from the user, blinding everyone in the vicinity.

Whirlwind Slash
Description: A multitude of slashes around the opponent or stationery, will then launch the opponent high into the sky, a whirlwind of air vacuums will appear, slicing the opponent.

Jet propulsion
Description: A symbol forms behind Zack, and explodes, propelling him at high speeds and harming anyone behind him.

Twirling like a dancer
Description: An odd move, this technique involves getting close to the opponent, and spinning an twirling around them, making little scratches on their skins. Used for lowering moral more than anything else, but can be chained into many more strikes and other moves.

Summon: Ixion
Description: Being a strong Genome, Zack has the ability to summon one Eidolon, namely Ixion. This electric horse beast can shoot bolts of electricity from it’s horns and leave electricity in it’s wake when running. Zidane usually rides on Ixion but sometimes it fights independently




By the way, this is my first time making a battle template, and my first time having a battle rp here, but I'm not a total newbie, as I've been on other roleplay sites as well :D

Whadda ya think of the temp?

[Grace Falls]

Nice temp. Now we just need your partner to post his temp up.

[Smoofy]

Yeah, can't wait for this to start :D

[❖ĦλνØ₡❖]

Okay I will edit my template into this post by the end of the day, kay guys!!!

[Smoofy]

Yes awesome! Can't wait to see it!

[❖ĦλνØ₡❖]

((Okay, here I be.))
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Name: Odin Novestar

Title: Odin Of Fire // Lord of the Crimson Sea

Age: 28 but has ceased aging, as is custom to his race.

Gender: Male

Race: Divinity - A race of angel that has been rewarded great cosmic power by the one God. There are two ways one is admitted into such a race, either you are born into it, or you are chosen by god himself to carry the call of justice. In this case, Odin is the latter, born a human that was then inaugurated into the kinship of the Divinities. The divinities require no earthly needs, such as nourishment, air, or rest. Nor are they bound by the shackles of the mind, or so to speak, the laws of this world. They can defy gravity, create whatever element hey have been given dominion over at will, and posses super-human reflexes and strength. Make no mistake though, these beings are far from perfect, least not the human that are created into one. They have faults, and weaknesses just like any soldier, for the only creation that is perfect is god himself.

Element: Any form of fire or heat imaginable in the universe.

Appearance: Well Odin has three forms you see, his emotions are so utterly and unbelievably strong that they actually coincide with his Magi power to change his appearance and abilities. These have their positive and negative effects on not only odin himself, but his attire as well, and this make him have a constant struggle within his soul.

Odin-This is odin how he usually appears, young and innocent, someone who would not know of the horrors of war, but this is fantasy. The only difference from the photo provided is that the scarf round his neck is scarlet, reaching down to his back. Also his eyes are orange in this, his most human of forms.

Rage Odin- In this form Odins' skin will become grey, his hair a deep and dar gray, and his entire body has steam coming off of it as if it were a hot poker swiftly thrust into water. Thus, if one touches Odins' very body they will burn themselves instantly. His strength also increases tenfold in this form, as are his fire abilities, as it is triggered when Odin is utterly full of hatred for his opponent. He also sprouts wings of darkness and his eyes fill with an eerie yellow glow. In this form his mind also shifts from mindless screams of rage to the psychotic laughter of his inner self, Nova, but that is another story for another time. Also, in this form, Odin does not always have full control, which is his downfall.

Odin The Divine- This is the ultimate, the last resort, and sadly the hardest form to achieve for Odin, a rather hotheaded man inclined to anger. For this form to even be triggered, he must be as a saint and forgive his opponent of all their past misdeeds, and not swing his swords at them with rage, but instead with love. This form gives the man, Odin, access to his full potential as a mage, changing his hair snow white, making his eyes fill with a calm blue color, as well as change his attire to that seen in the picture. He can also unleash his gigantic pearl wings and move at nearly supersonic speeds. In this form he also seems to know what is going to happen before the fact, giving his enemies the impression that he has foresight. The truth though is that, since he is using all of his ability as a warrior and divinity that his body reacts almost all on it's own. The only fault in this form is that it breaks up Odins' body from within, making his bleed spontaneously from his nose or eyes, and even cough up blood because of all the power he is excerpting. After all, he is still ........ only human.

Personality: Odin is a complicated soul. A man whom is quick to anger, yet rich in kindness. He will protect all that he can with his blade, overcoming every obstacle to see his dreams come to fruition. Yet if someone posses a threat to he or his friends the only though on his mind is retribution. Truly though, he is a fun loving man that loves his life and all those around him, but the confusion and frustration of being chosen as a Magi is heavy on his soul and makes him yearn for a life or normalcy. Even so though, he will not allow his sorrow to be shown to his companions, for he believes it is more important to make everyone in the entire world happy, much less his few friends, then he himself. He is a loyal protector, intelligent fighter, and all around caring individual. Finally, killing humans makes him sick, but if they are evil men then he will bear with it and do what must be done.

Weapon(s):

Súnámaí- A simple katana hand crafted and made for him by his own father.
Drachen Feuer- A sword that belonged to his brother that he took from his cold, lifeless hands of after he saw him die in front of his eyes, in an effort to kill the assailant.

Noting very special about these two blades really, other then the fact that they both have great spiritual meaning to Odin and in that way he can make his powers flow through them without destroying them completely.

Throwing Axes- Odin always has at least ten of these on his person at all time. Other then that, they are small, knife-like throwing axes. What's not to get?

Bonreu: This weapon is made when Odin concentrates on materializing a weapon that consist of all the energy within his being. He does this by materializing a red orb in the palm of his hand, crushing it, and forming the blade to what it's true form is. It is a crystalized sword made of orange crystal sharpened on very edge, with a ruby the size of a mans fist at the tip that is the sharpest of them all. It's handle goes into a celtic cross formation with a blade at the top, the two smaller handles going left and right, a ring in the middle, and the longest handle acting as the main one. This blade is also just as big as odin is, and standing at 6" 2" that is quite large, but he waves it around effortlessly because to him it has no weight, for in essence it is just his soul.
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((This isn't even needed for a straight up fight anyway so why waste all of our time while I do that.))
((P.S. - I know it's not all that good but I'll make up for it with my writing ability. Also, Smoofy, let's just beat them down.))

[Grace Falls]

Very nice, I suppose Wolfe is going to start it off?

[King Wolfe]

(Sorry it took me a while ^^)

As the day sky fell and darkness soon took it's place the people were eagerly getting home, from the children who ran playfully with their companions, or the elderly reminiscing alone about their past live. Rain soon developed the small suburban town, and a figure was seen walking into the town, his large black coat with scattered red clouds made him stand out in a crowd.

The relatively small figure looked around him and had a worried expression, "Where am I now?", Grimaced the lost traveler.

[Smoofy]

A young boy was one amongst this crowd, being pulled along by various people. Not native to this village, he didn't know where to go. People seemed to like him and he didn't know why. He managed to pull away from them, finally away from the madness. It was quiet, but still, it was mad to him, people wouldn't leave him alone. He stumbled slightly from their grip being released. He bumped into a strange person wearing a black cloak.

"My bad- oh." He said, stepping back. He tapped his chin, and cocked his head. "Nice outfit, where can I get one?" he said, genuinely interested. He looked up, shielding his eyes from the rain.

"Great." He murmured to himself. Rain, how wonderful. He looked back again, inspecting the curious person. "Out here all by yourself, hmmm." he said. "You're not from around here either are you, not by the way you're standing. And you don't seem to like it here either...." He said, noticing this strange person's grimace. They were both oddly dressed, Zack's four daggers hung on his hips, two on one, two on the other. He tapped them instinctively, a habit he has had for while.

"Ugh what am I gonna do...." He said, lowering his head.

[Grace Falls]

It has been years since Danvaiell has last stood upon a living planet, quite a few centuries ago, and this one is bustling with human lives. Precious souls that inhabit flesh to walk the earth, making themselves a legend as centuries will past. Down below laid a suburban village as the darkness of the night began to envelope the area. The lights from the many homes illuminated from far below and the aged being could see the civilians slowly returning to their dwellings. With a smile, Danvaiell floated to the ground, gracefully and elegantly.

The wings upon his back illuminated the sky, vibrant colors of the setting sun filled the sky. If one were to look at him, they would think the sun has entered the world's atmosphere, but their sights wouldn't be affected by the brightness, rather it shined blissfully. Flames started to flicker around his wings, which soon flared into torrents as if a seraph has fallen from the heavens above. As the resembling angel's foot touched the ground, the illumination of the wings ceased, as it returned to its normal glow.

The rain trickled upon him, the soothing water brought refreshment into his empty heart. Danvaiell took a couple steps upon this young world and in front of him were two particular people, one whom was to be his comrade and the other, his dreaded enemy. The thought of battle brought a sorrow into his soul as memories of past battles and deaths flooded his mind. Immediately as this appeared did he retain it, repressing such thoughts. Then he stared intently at the beings in front of him.

"Satoru, stand forth. The time of battle has come..." Danvaiell's voice boomed and slight vibrations could be felt from the earth. With that said, Glyffang and Gylffeurn manifested behind him as beautiful orbs of blue and green. Glyffang lazily levitated in front of him, forming into a magnificent double-edged sword. He lifted the sword towards the sky and streams of blue in all of its shades swirled around the weapon.

"Let's quickly end this..."

[❖ĦλνØ₡❖]

It was to start as a simple day in the town Odin had grown accustomed to, and the mundane things of mortals were to be his daily activities. Helping others with their crops, watching after groups of children, and simply helping around town, these were the things Odin did as he wandered, and the things he was supposed to do today. Fate, as it seem, is a funny maiden though. Today blood would be shed, and Odin would have to participate in the battle, this much he knew. Sadly troubling to him was the fact that he could not see the outcome of this very battle in his mind as he usually could, for it was clouded in darkness. The day was retreating from the little town now, that in which the four warriors were to gather and do battle. Odin did not particularly long for such a thing to happen, but if God willed these men to be struck down, then so be it.

As these thoughts ran through Odin's mind, as he drank from his glass within the quaint little bar in which he sat, Odin felt that the wheels of fate where beginning to turn, the rain bringing with it the omen of disaster. Just then he saw three peculiar figures through the swinging doors of the bar, one a boy whom seemed innocent enough. The others being a man in an oddly patterned coat who looked scrawny at first sight, though Odin knew better then most not to judge a book by it's cover but by it's contents, and finally a man whom had just materialized a broadsword and whom moments before seemed to have quite an angelic appearance. Without much guesswork, one could figure that these were the ones that Odin was to duel against.

So at this site, Odin stood up with his bottle of Soju, cracked his neck as he mutter to himself; "Ah, what a pain!", in a slightly raspy voice, and continued to walk out into the rain that he hated so much to greet his combatants. It seemed that the instant the rain touched Odin's skin, it sizzled and instantly evaporated into a white steam. He truthfully liked this feeling, but since it made others around him think he was a freak or something of this nature, he refrained from doing it in towns that he liked living in. No matter now though.

He then heard the man that had materialized the broadsword say something like; "Let's end this quickly.....", to the boy that was to his left in quite a condescending tone, or at least it was to Odin.
Odin quickly looked to this man, Danvaiell, in a slightly sarcastic tone; "Who do you think you are, huh, do you think your God or something, deciding who lives and who dies." Odin said as he fully turned to this man.
"Well then, if threatening this boys right to life is what your doing," Odin started to say as he put one hand on the handle of his katana which hung from his waist, " then you damn well made an enemy out of me!" he finished as he drew in sword in an instant, pointing it at Danvaiell, drinking a bit of his Soju after he did this.

[King Wolfe]

Looking curiously at the new figure that emerged, he stared oddly at him. He was drinking prior to a fight? Shaking off that thought he complied without a question to the angelic figure's request. Silently, and unknowingly he activated a number of techniques underneath his cloak, due to his training as an ANBU operative he waited for the two to commence. As a precaution he activated his Rinnegan, and his eyes took a most pecuilar form. Ripple like patterns that originated from his pupil overshadowed the dark and indifferent gaze he had. The purple-grayish eyes looked around, calculating every possibility.

[Smoofy]

Zack let all this happen around him, and indifferent expression placed upon his face. He knew this was going to happen, he just hoped he would have had enough time to study his opponents before this battle got underway. He eyed the cloaked figure, a dark energy from their eyes, accompanied by an odd pattern. He sighed slightly, looking at the ground.

"So soon? Already? Ok..." he said.

With that, his head snapped up, his arms flashed around his waist, and two daggers, clean looking, nice, pretty blades were joined at the handle. He leapt up and backwards, and behind the strange cloaked figure. Odin and himself were on the outside, and Satoru and Danvaill were left in the middle. His feet moved and tapped the ground, ready to dodge, weave, attack, counter any known possibility. An attack was most likely going to occur from underground, if either one of his opponents could muster such a skill. He pointed one part of the Swallow Blade at Satoru, the tip lightly tapping his back.

"Your eyes changed as soon as the one who wanted to kill me came within weapons reach..." He said, his voice dark.

"You aren't a friend."

[King Wolfe]

Turning around slowly feeling the blade on his back, he gazed at the offender. Using tekkai meimei he generated intangiblity in his body and walked calmly into the blade, as the blade went deeper into his body completely phasing through him, he spoke calmly, "You are rather touchy.. Kyoushoku" He finished calmly before bowing.

Then using soru he quickly propelled himself towards Danvaiell and ended up next to him. "This seems troublesome.."

[Grace Falls]

Odin's remarks amused Danvaiell, but yet he wasn't even listening to half the words this drunkard was saying. Whatever this guy was saying was just a load of bullcrap. A yawn was released for one can easily read that this chat was beginning to bore him tremendously. He lowered his sword, but the elegant blade kept emitting swirls and spirals of a magical blue. Also, he gazed at his partner, who appeared to fear his enemies. His fellow warrior was rather going to be a burden, but yet anything can happen, and hopefully Satoru would prove himself worthy.

"A God you say? You really must be drunk if you're comparing me to something like that. First of all you misinterpreted my speech, and second this is a battle. Threats are nothing but a mere intimidation. If he really is scared, then he is nothing but trash in my eyes. Also, I like this grudge you have against me. Let this anger take over you and fuel your soul." Hell, a God? The only words Danvaiell picked up, but yet he heard everything he said. "Seriously, let's start..."

Danvaiell lifted his sword once again into the air where the sword now sparked the colors of deep scarlet and violets. Swining his arm down, the sword plunged into the earth and the area shook as if a fissure was about to erupt. Out of the ground, vertical waves of burning energy was released by the sword as it ripped towards Odin and Zack. These waves were running at high speeds and without any quick movements, his two enemies will be ripped apart as this sheering attack can incinerate objects easily and slice them into two.

"Don't die on me now..."