The Unappreciated Arts

[Hallelujah]

"Nobody recognizes the classics? Seriously...it's a damn shame." -KenT

Hmmm, you know I have been feeling the strangest urge to battle lately. Meh, that eventually led to creating a char which is still being crafted gah. Lol, lets just say I got back in touch with my artistic side. I put together a new character which is something I don't do very often lol. This is just my way of beginning the chronicles of renewed battles quite literally.

Basically a test, I don't battle much so I guess that makes me an amateur still <_<

Battle Type: Power Melee

Rules:
-No godmodding
-No Power-playing (at minimal it happens)
-Non-continuum Battle
-Win with honor, Loose with grace.

Challenger: D2L

Location: It will be in the first post lol.

Judges:
-CronicShock
-

Templates Win Hard!

Name: Kissui Tensai

Other Names: KT, KenT

Age: 27 (679 Earth Years)

Gender: Male

Homeworld: Hypofurion

Species: Hypefuro

Title: Advent of Fictional Creation

Motto: This pencil is nothing more than an extension of my will to create all that is eternal in the artistic fashion of things true.

Aramaments: Kissui carries quite a few tools on his persona none of which wouldn't normally be used in the midst of a battle. The first being a pencil and sketch pad. This is the resource tool where he makes his most basic artwork and can manifest the beings from the actual pages. Yet another equated piece on his attire would be a set for paint and some paper if it wasn't obvious already. Simply used to give his creations life, he can easily bring this to life on a much more grand scale such as a mural so to speak. The final item would be his log book casting in it stories of the past that he's written, some of which actually trapped opponents in his gentle strokes of the pencil creating words.

Personality: A entity of selflessness and a sense of tone for the core elements of literature as well as visual art itself. Kissui thrives on the ideas of the surrounding and cultivates this into a broad spectrum of ideas making him universally a well rounded individual. His persona often transcend the normal pattern of his people as he is pretty passionate and creative in his aspects of thinking and views the seven elements of art in just about everything.

Appearance:

Height: 5'11''
Weight: 190 lbs
Eye Color: A sharpened pale turquoise though sometimes a dimmed blueish green.
Skin tone: Fairly bronzed shade of melanin.

Facial Features: Strong facial expression, eyes decently apart, the expression stable though often inhabited by a slender pulse of the cheeks puncturing a swift smirk. Hair tied back and pushed into a short pony-tail no longer than two inches. The color which is died pale teal harboring hints of a darkened turquoise be his hair brushing with bangs over some of the face but it's kept low key by the widows peak parting it into just two overlapping bangs on each side of the face.

Physical Features/Attire: A green robe that covers his entire body. This robe is no ordinary one at that, it was personally drawn given a multitude of characteristics. The inner layer given the spell rejuva consistently healing the inner reaches of the body where as the outer parsos of the robe repel and deflect magick based projectiles and contact for that matter. Beneath this is a green forest coloured jacket resting over both shoulders covering his upper body. Under the jacket is a amarillo shirt in long sleeves stopping at the wrists. Going lower, would be some green pants and casual comfort footing.

Intrigues:
-A good book
-Happiness
-Being a prophet
-Writing
-Sketching
-Painting
-Virtually all Artistic Aspects
-Plays

Disdains:
-Poor literature
-Lack of Creativity
-Arrogance
-Crude Artwork
-Plotless Subterfudge
-Narrative Pricks

Abilities: Kissui himself is possesses the capabilities of molding fictional and imaginitive reality. This marks him off as a playwright as well as an artist crafting from scratch a story the has a direct effect to the outside world. The reality ascends over a certain range swooping into it's fields of fabricated space something crafted completely by the story creating indented mindset. Those trapped inside are bound by his story and must follow through even through discomfort. The detectability to which it reaches is it simply waves over like waves on the spectrum, you never seem to notice that it's there, yet it is. His most renowned Epic was the on going adventures of Galleon crossing the nexus of different magickal planes. Anything from a written, or physical aspect Kissui is able to lively animate it of his own accord.

The other figment to his prowess of non-existing space would be along the lines of creating manifestations of matter sculpted by his own mind. The imagination of Kissui's literally comes alive extending over the fact that he can craft something from empty space and it's bound to his own will and acts on his command whether it be an inanimate object or independant thinking creature. These figments come from the empty space known as the mental realm better known as his own mind. On a whim they are brought forth and able to assist him at any given time. If destroyed, while

Creations ~ Works:

~Zero
Kissui's first drawn, written, and then later brought to physical manifestation character serves as Kissui's primary garungetei (Guardian). Zero is a cybernetic humanoid creation capable of accelerating his own body's particles on a subsonic frequency shooting his his electrons to the speed at which UV-rays travel. The strength of the fictional manifest, rivals none as he's yet to be outmatched. The thinking capacity and neural system of his brain runs faster than that of most technology, processing several hundred thousand thoughts per second with an incredible learning annex. His entire body plated in teal coloured armor, quite literally near unbreakable and resilient to all forms of attack, whether of the physical kind or magickal. From Zero's palms he purges what is known as accelerite blast converging miniscule generating as residue from his weapon. On the scale from which this is crafted, ranges from micrometers to hexameters. On his person he carries the weapon from his creation Aurabellus his silver blade beaming with green charged photonic particles rapidly moving fast that so much as even touching it obliterates matter on contact. The blade illuminates sienna and wraps with a drifting aura that slices through sleuthing walls covered with magick. A swift slash rips away at the magick utilized dissipating around the blade itself. Lastly are the eyes of Zero himself. His eyes function to a multitude of different side depicting many perspectives.

Magick Eye - He can see magick being used on the insides and outer motions of the body as it's being excecuted. This sight also offers awareness and sharpens the senses of sensing others using magick even if it be fairly miniscule.

Sharp Eye - Zero can quite literally zoom in from a great distance and adjust the resolution of his eye sight and monitor movement of distant enemies.

Infared Eye - The ability to watch and monitor heat sources on a thermographic scale is fortunately the gift of this eye.

X-ray Eye - The all knowing classic that allows Zero to peer through solid objects as well as the body even those that are hollow. This radius expands so far as to nine hundred meters covering quite the distance. Radius spans a full three hundred and sixty degrees covering all angles.

Annex Eye - This view of sight dawns keen perspective of movement, magick release, and records the face while logging the foes into his cyber brain. The logging compile in an array of different trials going off until a pattern is formed. When the initial pattern is found, Zero can merely adjust to the attacker's pattern and retalliate with the classic means of hand to hand or accelerite blast.

Spacial Eye - The most unique of the three eye perceptions would be the spacial eye. Zero can see slight slits or tears in the reality and forcefully tear it open with Aurabellus and travel through the rip and popping up somewhere else.

Yet Zero is can use only three eye perspectives at one time different from his normal eyes not influenced by anything so altogether that would be four. Further travels into this creations ambitions express the final act of fusion with creator and fictional manifest. Zero's essence is generated into a piece of his armor and once worn by the creator grafts over his body merging the the body, mind with the creator. The soul lingers in the mental space of Kissui for means of reconstructing Zero anew.

-Will be more-

Bio:

[Under construction]

[Hip-Hop]

I CALL THIS DAMNIT I WANT TO FIGHT KENT

[CronicShock]

Wow thats an original temp. Ill fight you if thats cool.

Edit: Dang Caleb lol beat me to it.

[Hallelujah]

Alright, D2L took the slot first. *coughomgcough*

You down for a judge CS.

[Dr. Freeman]

When D2L becomes inactive, I'll take his spot.

[Hip-Hop]

STFU Time. I've changed, or atleast I'm tryin


~~

Name: DARKNESS-2-LIGHT
Nickname: D2L
Title: The Zodiac Brave of Cancer
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Homeworld: KHIvalice

Occupation: LOL, Job he says!
Class: Mage Knight/Zodiac Brave

Height: 5' 11 1/2”
Weight: 155 lbs
Complexion: Brown Skinned
Mental Age: 27
Physical Age: 15
Build: Athletic

Physical Depiction: D2L, surprisingly enough, is of the Negroid persuasion. On first glance he appears to be skinny, when in all actuality he is merely slender yet muscular. Don’t let that fool you however he packs quite the punch. He has brown eyes that shift from hazel to dark brown depending on his mood (Hazel= Good, Dark Brown=Bad). His hair is jet black and in small, short braids hanging alll over his head. Despite his being only human, he can use his powers to allow him to run faster, hit harder, jump higher, and just basically be physically greater than most humans – even those that are artificially enhanced.

Current Attire: Despite his power and knowledge of magic, D2L actually dresses like a normal teenager in KHIvalice. He wears a large white T-shirt that comes to about his upper thigh, and baggy black carpenter pants and white sneakers. Around his neck is a silver beaded necklace with a silver medallion on the end shaped like a crab. On his right wrist he wears a black armband with silver studs, and on his left wrist is a silver watch.

Personality: D2L, to say the least, is… interesting. Vastly creative, at times he can deep and poetic, while others he can be random and rather simple minded. A fun person to be around, he has an astounding sense of humor and is usually one of the main ones telling a joke or quickly thinking up one witty comment or another. He is rather cocky about his ability at times, though, on most occasions, he can indeed back-up his talk. Hotheaded when confronted, he’s one of the first to dive head first into battle. While this approach would prove to be suicide for some, D2L pulls it off; he’s great thinking on his feet. He loves music, and you can usually catch him listening to his iPod (sometimes even during battle).

Interested in:
- Writing
- Music
- Partying/just having a good time
- Females
- Battle

Detests:
- Bees
- Those with arrogance that can’t back it up
- Small Annoying Children
- Mexican food
- Boredom.
- Ninjas

Armaments:

Mystic Sword – This sword used to be D2L’s Mystic Staff, but once he returned from the Dark Law and changed his class it changed into a sword. While, at the time, it wasn’t the most powerful staff in the land, because D2L kept it with him for so long and it was exposed to many different levels of power it absorbed some of them and became stronger than ever, thus making it’s final sword form even more powerful. D2L can enchant the sword with many different spells, from elemental, to explosive, and a variety of other things.

Zodiac Armor – When needed, D2L can transform in to his more powerful “Zodiac Brave” form; his Zodiac Sign being Cancer, the Crab. His armor consists of a dark blue and silver color scheme (think The Terror of death Haseo’s armor), with prongs that look like crabs legs coming out of the sides of it.

Cancer Claws - When switching into Zodiac Brave form, D2L’s arms and hands become giant crab claws made out of an unknown substance that is nigh indestructible. The claws are extendable up to seven feet, and D2L can even send shockwaves of energy through them to painfully shock whoever or whatever he has trapped in them. He can also open up both claws and use his energy to create two “energy swords” in between the pincers.


Abilities:

Mage's Magic – D2L, who originally started out as a Wizard before changing class to a MageKnight, is a master of your basic wizarding magic. Manipulating various elements, preventing an opponent from using magic for a limited time, and many other assets a mage is able to utilize. Also, due to his class, he is a master with any bladed weapon; long range included.

Summoning Magic – Throughout his travels, D2L meets and has met various beast and has befriended them; whether that be through showing them an act of kindness or defeating them in battle. Once that is done, the beast can then give D2L a means to summon them to his side in battle. His current lists of summons are:

Banana – A giant chocobo, used by Judge Magister Monkeybutt. While this summon is only temporary, as it must return to its master, its sharp beak and claws make it a deadly melee ally.

Bahamut – A great and powerful energy-element dragon D2L defeated alongside his friends in KHIvalice. This is probably his most used summon, as he uses it to fly from place to place as well as in battle.

Mateus - A summon D2L gained after defeating it while it was working for Dark Law member Rhythm of Apathy. This is mainly an ice-based summon, but works well in combination with some other techniques D2L has up his sleeve…

Bahamut ZERO – A bigger, better, stronger, darker version of his old Bahamut that moved on to him once his first master, Endless Devoid, was defeated by FinalStrike; this energy dragon seems to be part machine as well. Even though this Bahamut is better than the other, D2L still uses it less as it takes a greater amount of his energy to summon Bahamut ZERO.

Hokage-Bin-Salsa - Brother of legendary Zadiac Brave Hokage, Hokage-Bin-Salsa was defeated at the hands of Dark Law member Zetsumi. After the battle was over, D2L made a deal with the "god" of KHIvalice, VersionX, to be able to summon the Dark Law leader at his will. Bin Salsa has vast powers, mainly ranging over the use of his fabled and mighty Salsa. He can manipulate the slalsa to his liking, allowing it to be used for a variety of different things. He can also manipulate the spiciness of the salsa, allowing it to get as hot as plasma from the sun. He also has chips to go with his salsa, using these as sharp, deadly projectile weapons. He also has powers over darkness.

Cancer Zodiac Form – If the time calls for it, D2L can upgrade to his Zodiac Brave form, Cancer. While in this form, he draws his power directly from the stars that form the Cancer constellation, giving him a massive boost in power and even a change in look. Oddly enough, he also found that he had control over crabs of various sizes in this form; ranging from the size of your pinky toe to bigger than some buildings. His Zodiac form is a bit more powerful than the other 13 due to his time with the Dark Law, and the only Zodiac Brave than can compete with him in this form is Nebula Zero, whose Scorpio Zodiac Form’s power was increased by the spirit and power of St. Ajora thriving inside of it.


History: >>[K]|[H]|[i]Fantasy: Forum Crisis//

Battle Theme: Escape The Fate – “My Apocalypse”
Character Theme: Panic! At the Disco – “There's A Good Reason Why These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Figured It Out Yet”

Quote: “I guess, we can’t change fate now. Can we?”

[justme3]

Originally Posted by Time

When D2L becomes inactive, I'll take his spot.

lol

fillerfillerfillerfiller

[TheTerrorofDeath]

Originally Posted by justme3

lol

fillerfillerfillerfiller

your gay

ill judge .

[Hallelujah]

LL's been added as a judge.

One last thing as far as differentiation goes. It's like being layered actually. The concept is like putting writing over reality. What you do when under the written influence is the same exact actions that you undergo in the regular reality. So its basically layered like this...

You --> D2L RP reality --> Kissui's Playwright [Replica of RP reality]

As per location its pretty standard, going out so far as into the vast stretches of the planet's barren and completely abandoned city. Located in a partially charted sector, the decaying sky scrappers fall pretty flat without support unconditionally. It's become a hazard after one of the last four great wars raged on the stretches of Hypofurion. Streets paved with shattered glass from dilapidated buildings from the previous destruction.

~~~~~

There was a stroke of the pencil.

The sounds of the writing increment tapping against the dry and plat piece of parchment recording a series of collected wording. High on atop a building siting eastern by the architectural aspects of how the city itself was created, the cracks are crumbling by the centimeters each day. Bouncing both feet off the unstable concrete, there was one who was indeed out of his mind. The structural integrity did not sit in his own favor as the vastness of the scattered residue wasn't too inviting in it's entirety.

Kissui Tensai.

Often given the name for it's meaning followed through labeling himself as a natural born prodigy. Either separate didn't make much difference, these names he carried with him since his creation. With a sigh released as the pencil stopped, he slumped over in boredom peering out over the abandoned abyss. The people fled, it seemed to be of unbridled fear when it came to knowing nothing useful of sticking to something worth giving a commitment. The petite shadow of indifference seemed to loom unknowingly through the atmosphere in the metaphorical sense of awareness. His odd colored opticals seemed to browse what was left of the solitary streets.


"An opportunity to marvel the once proud city, and not a soul in sight? I pity those that fled such a foreboding site." He seemed to speak alone.

'What use is my story if there is no one here to cast within it?'

Putting away his pen and logbook he stood up and took a leap off of the building. As gravity's unrelenting nature was pulling him closer to the planet, there was a quaking shake when both of his feet tapped the ground. Touching base with his finger, he slowly rose from the ground acting casual as he continued his descent eastward through this hell hole with a grim and bleak past. The scheme of balance was of course fine, though the distorted structures drew attention with their own certain rhythm put in place traveling to the vanishing point. He drew a blank standing outside the largest of them all with expanding spaces of street that gapped for quite a great distance.

[justme3]

Originally Posted by LimitLess

your gay

ill judge .

Go kill yourself ****head.

[Hip-Hop]

D2L strolled about the streets of the city, noting it's abandonedness. While some would find a city being this large empty quite astounding it rather bored the young Mage Knight, yawning as he continued walking. He had seen a million of these since he left KHIvalice, and even in that land there were was one; aptly dubbed the Trash Bin. All that was there was corpses and parchment of the worst things and members to ever come to KHIvalice. The piles of these things rose to the sky, indicating just how many stupid people and things there were in the land. It was a shame really.

Turning a corner, heading westward, D2L continued his traipse. "Look, another big empty street. Mozletov." He was begining to think that there wasn't even really a challenger in the city and that he had simply been pranked, probably by his friend Time; if so he was soooo going to beat him down when he got back. Suddenly, an idea hit him. it was something had always wanted to do for his entire life, but had never got the chance.

Rampage a city.

Summoning the mighty beast Bahamut ZERO to his side, the giant, furry, mechanical, robot-dragon-lion roaring in excellence, climbed atop it's back. "Destroy!"i he commanded the beast, and he took off into the air. Charging up a lazer in his mouth (lulz, shoop-da-whoop), he fired it upon the empty buildings; decimating an entire block in the process. Turning the lazer this way and that he had nearly destroyed a fourth of the city in a matter of minutes. Then, down below, he spotted a single living soul.

Jumping off of the dragons back head first, D2L was headed straight for what he knew to be his challenger; who no doubt though the Mage Knight was plummeting to his death. Unsheathing his mystic sword, he spoke. "Float!" Just befor ehe hit the ground he stopped in midair, turning erect and then landing gently on his feet. He stood there, trying to look professional, which was kind of hard because his summon was still turning the city into rubble behind him. "Dismiss!" he siad next, and in the blink of an eye the dragon disappeared.

Brushing the dust off of his clothes and looking up at his challenger, Kissui Tensai, D2L spun his sword by the handle with his right hand and cocked his head to the side a bit.

"You ready?"

~~

I am RPing me here, so it had to be kind of goofy. =P

[Hallelujah]

The unexpected noise beating from a diversely cultivated beast of the sky expelled a mighty blast from it's jaws obliterating a wide radius of the city. About one block from the spot, Kissui himself turned as there was one atop his back. From the distance he looked much like that of a spec on a glass window. The descent to the ground peculiar at best was rather interesting, he'd been affiliated with him in the past, but he knew him to be in and out of the light of 'new'. Taking breath, Kissui sighed and replaced this sense of reunion with his sketch pad and paper. The strokes of his palm and pencil were faster than those known to literally shatter their keyboards with fast accelerated typing.

"You ready?"

Kissui tapped in the last shades of black on the sketch pad and flipped it conveying an image. Something along the lines of a self portrait of the steady paced character standing in the vicinity. His mind was taking into consideration a lot considering the time paradox of speech left between either. The sketch was of D2L as Kissui turned the book and revealed his short sketch. On the paper it self seemed to be peeling off the portrait in three dimensions ad the figment painted from the sketched original was moving and standing in front of his creator at this time. The creation wasn't of course everything like the original, but the adept level of the sketched drawing served as more of D2L's personal demon or his darker qualities of character.

"Then lets get things started, Guardian!"

Holding out his left hand flying from underneath his robed clothing, the microscopic teal particles jettisoned together all at once conglomerating a single entity. Zero; Kissui's first and foremost element of all portions of art from visual to literary arts. His steel body and heavily armed presence was sharp and piercing forward. In his left eye was running the annex eye logging data of whom his superior's associate was. This was shortly subsided as Kissui held out his pencil in his left palm and felt the need to make a lousy comment about the old saying.

"You know how it's claimed that the pen is mightier than the sword? Lets check it and see if it's accurate."

Via psychic link with the immitation of D2L the manifested fictional being, he roamed forward. The scratching of the copy blade sparking the ground with each foot step pounding from the proceeding one. Anti-D2L held up his pattern, shifting both feet into a seven hundred twenty slide rotation of of eleven feet. Flipping the blade in his hand he was within the vicinity of the original (If you didn't move yet). Upon way which blade was held mirrored that of the inspired source. Emitting a pulse of mage's magic, residue from the colored shingles of the blade's tips raced with fast rubbing particles of hydrogen and oxygen, there was a crackle as the energy was now visible. A mere mimic, though not something to be to surprised about, with a quick whip crack of the parsons of static being purged into a raw blast of lightning sent in the shape of a crescent arched wave towards the standing mage.

'Time for the story to start.'

Kissui began his writing into his log book.

[Hip-Hop]

"Sorry, but you can't knock the original."

Propelling himself into the air, by the time Anti-D2L reached him he was a good five feet above him. His sword materialized in his hand, like a keyblade, and began to glow with multi-colored light. Pointing it downwards, D2L plunged it into the sad immitation of himself. His sword had been charged with ice, fire, earth, and spirit energy and it all exploded on impact, ice shards, fire, spikes of earth, and white balls of spirit energy flying in every diection. They didn't continue at random however, as D2L manipulate them all to go for Kissui's creation "Zero".

"Banana!"

Just as soon as the word escaped D2L's mouth, a loud "WWWWAAARRRRKKK!!" could be heard. Running up from the street behind the fighters came the mighty chocobo, eyes flaring blood red. He kicked up dust and debris in his wake, heading straight for Kissui. Smirking, D2L backflipped onto his back and point his sword at his opponent. Flipping it flamboyantly on both sides of his stead, in a matter of seconds Kissui would be both sodomized and ripped to shreds by the chocobo. D2L had a smile on his face the entire time. He was enjoying this.

OOC: Short, very short, but I don't have that much time so deal. =P