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| The Egotistical Bastard | tis' true but Salix isn't evil like Daxic he's merely on the traitors side to gain something that's in Daxic possesses and besides it'd prove good as cover so the Exiled wouldn't suspect him a traitor. ^_^ |
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| Remember Me | Ok, well I suppose my real question would be when is the line in the sand drawn? Like, when does everyone figure out who's on which side? |
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| | #2973 |
| The Egotistical Bastard | i'm not sure. i suppose the traitors know all along who is on whose side. as for the Exiled i assume they learn after the first person is killed or something. also to be honest Salix is really just fighting for Daxic because he wants something that Daxic has. so it's not like he wants to fight but he does so just because he's a greedy bastard i guess. |
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| Member Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: In the shadow of the statue Age: 16 Posts: 188
Rep Power: 4 ![]() Level: EXP: | No no no... Salix is a egotistical bastard xD But anyway, I'm gunna make the template soon, but I have a question, should the template be in organization and rank order, or Alphabetical order so you can find who you are looking for easier? |
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| The Egotistical Bastard | wait you're gonna make a template for who? |
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| Member Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: In the shadow of the statue Age: 16 Posts: 188
Rep Power: 4 ![]() Level: EXP: | The relationship chart :] |
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| The Egotistical Bastard | that's difficult to organize it because everyone has a relationship with someone else if they know them. but i'd say in rank order would work the best. |
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| Speed lvl- snail Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: Where angels lose their way Age: 16 Posts: 1,536
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DT- i promised you a sketch of your character right? owo; im free atm but i need the refs again ;;; * cant seem to locate the link to them atm ><; sorry man ;_;* | ||
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| Sidekick | Hey guys, I just figured out a way for Zaverxi to 'die' but not really. :) Since he has that Heartless of his that is linked to him, maybe when Sabixel kills him his consciousness/mind snaps to his Heartless? I mean, Xehanort's Heartless in KH1 was sentient and stuff, so maybe that can be the case with Zaverxi? If that's how it is, he'd be perfect for raising a Heartless army, being one himself. His Nobody dies, but his Heartless lives. |
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| The Egotistical Bastard | Quote:
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| Remember Me | Well, I edited my keyblader fight because, quite frankly, I didn't like it as it was. I added a bit more to it to make it seem as though it wasn't rushed. If you want me to post it, then just say the word. If not, I won't go through the trouble of transferring it from word to KHI's template. |
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| The Egotistical Bastard | can you post up the edited version of it now MM? |
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| Remember Me | Yeah, I'll edit this post with it in a few minutes. Do note, however, that this is just the second edit. Here it goes: Zixan vs. Keyblader “Hurry up, Xanoh!” Zixan shouted as he ran through forest. “Why can’t you just turn us both to cloud and teleport us there?” Xanoh asked while dodging random branches as he jumped from tree to tree. “I haven’t had the time to fully spread my clouds across the sky yet, so that method of travel isn’t an option at the moment. Just shut up pick up the pace. Better yet, get out of the trees and run on the ground before take a misstep.” “You have absolutely no faith in me.” Xanoh sighed as he jumped to the ground. “Xanoh, don’t test me right now.” Zixan growled through gritted teeth. “How is it possible that a keyblader plowed through a whole group of Exiled members on his own?” Xanoh ran by Zixan’s side quietly as Zixan thought aloud. He and Zixan suddenly stopped as a sharp gust pushed itself through foliage. Immediately afterwards, an intense heat engulfed both him and Zixan. A soft laughter was heard as some of the smoke cleared. What were once trees, stood charred and splintered stumps. Whole boulders were pulverized and the ground totally devoid of grass. Four bodies surrounded a single standing entity. His weapon, in the shape of a key, hung limp at his side as a wicked smile spread across his face. “I can’t wait until your reinforcements come! You did send the little one back to the HQ, right?” The keyblader yelled, slightly crazed at the moment. He knelt down and pulled up the closest nobody to him by the scruff of his coat. “Answer me!” “You’ll be sorry once our reinforcements get here…” The nobody choked. “Oh, I’ll be sorry, will I? Nobodies are abominations! It is my, and others, job to exterminated all of them! They’ve wrecked our worlds and killed our family and friends, so now it’s time to do something about it!” “You’re a fool! There are nobodies that are far more powerful than myself. You’d better take your opportunity to run away now.” The dying nobody warned. “A threat?” The keyblader questioned with a smile as his keyblade began to glow white-hot. “I don’t respond well to threats!” In mere seconds, the keyblade let out a loud hiss and erupted into white flames, which swallowed everything in the surrounding area. As soon as it had begun, it was over. All that was left was the black smoke slowly fading into the air and the lone keyblader standing with his keyblade now raised triumphantly into the air. “Nobody threatens me! You hear me? Nobody!” The keyblader’s victory was cut short as lightning dashed across the sky and thunder expelled a deafening roar. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but a nobody did just threaten you. Hell, he even warned you.” Zixan said casually as he and Xanoh made their way into the clearing. The keyblader quickly turned around to see two nobodies walking toward him slowly. He blinked for a second before bursting into laughter. “This is it? You two are the almighty reinforcements?” “We’re not here to talk, okay? You’ve committed a terrible wrong. Zixan and I are here to correct it.” Xanoh spoke, as his brass knuckles appeared on his hands in a bright flash of light. “I’m Xanoh, you’re opponent today.” “Do you actually think I care what your name is? It will be soon forgotten once you fade away into darkness like the others.” the keyblader retorted as he leaned on his keyblade. “Speaking of the others, if you two were so close, why didn’t you help them then?” “They were as good as dead. There was no point in trying to step in because the fading process had already begun.” Zixan answered suddenly. “Now if that is all, let’s start this. Xanoh, Blitz Formation.” With a slight nod, Xanoh disappeared. The keyblader raised an eyebrow before grasping his keyblade and quickly raising it above his head. A loud screech filled the air followed by a slight shock wave as Xanoh’s brass knuckles and the keyblade met. In what seemed like slow motion, the keyblader quickly jabbed his keyblade into the ground, used it as support to push himself into the air and deliver a bone-crushing kick to Xanoh’s side, whom was sent skipping violently across the ground. “Oh you’re a quick one. While still under the affects of his own self-generated momentum, you stuck your keyblade into the ground, thus giving you leverage to counter with that kick. All the while Xanoh was defenseless to do otherwise. Maybe, I underestimated you.” Zixan thought aloud. “If you were able to catch all of that, then maybe I should take you a bit more seriously as well. Plus, you’re getting a bit comfy over there.” the keyblader noted as he watched as Zixan lounged in a gray chair with wisps of mist emanating from it. “You need not worry about me at the moment.” Zixan replied calmly as he yawned. The keyblader gave Zixan a puzzled look before being buried under the force of Xanoh’s surprise attack. Zixan’s attention immediately turned toward the sky as heard Xanoh’s triumphant laughter from within the rubble. However, as the dust cleared, Xanoh only found his fists buried in the ground. “What? How could he have dodged that?” he asked in bewilderment. “It’s not–” Standing over him was Zixan, guarding holding off the keyblader’s attack. “Xanoh, I taught you not to be so quick to claim victory. Now get serious!” Xanoh disappeared again while Zixan pushed the keyblader away, across the other side of the battlefield. The keyblader gave a wink before quickly jutting his keyblade out to the side. Xanoh, now shocked beyond belief, fell to his knees holding his stomach. “How are…you able to see…through my attacks?” he asked through deep breaths. “You’re technique is flawed and now it’s time for you to joined the others.” The keyblader exclaimed as his keyblade discharged a powerful jolt of electricity. There wasn’t a sound. No crash, no boom, nothing. Behind a protective cloud sat a cowering Xanoh. He slowly looked up to see Zixan’s cloud, glowing a bright yellow. His attention slowly turned to Zixan then. “Zixan, I can do better, I promise!” Xanoh pleaded. “Xanoh!” Zixan asserted, “I’ve saved you twice already. I think we all know how this little battle would have turned out. You are dismissed.” "Yes sir.” Xanoh mumbled as he sunk into a Corridor of Darkness. “You saw the whole thing didn’t you?” the keyblader asked as he vanquished the electrified cloud. “This isn’t the time for Q&A.” Zixan answered as he appeared behind the keyblader, axe raised. The keyblader quickly braced himself and let his keyblade take the hit. The ground groaned under the force of the attack as Zixan continued to apply pressure. “Your strength comes from the speed of your attacks, it seems. I’ve waited for the day when someone would equal my own strength. I suppose today just isn’t that day.” Zixan presumed as he looked into keyblader’s fierce eyes. “You are determined, I’ll say that much.” Suddenly the wind picked up around the two fighters and before he could react, Zixan was blown backwards by a gargantuan tornado that had engulfed the keyblader. “What I lack in physical strength, I make up for in magical strength.” The keyblader responded as the winds slowed down. “I must say, I haven’t seen such a strong aero in quite a while. I guess you’re going to rely on those standard keyblade abilities throughout this little bout?” Zixan asked as he picked himself up. Upon looking up, Zixan saw that the keyblader was nowhere in his immediate sight. With a slight smile, Zixan turned around quickly and caught the oncoming keyblade and swung it, and keyblader, in the opposite direction. Quick to recover, the keyblader regained his balance and charged forward. His and Zixan’s weapons clashed violently and repeatedly as the two fought to gain the upper hand. “This is what I wanted to see. Leave those rudimentary tricks for the lesser nobodies. You’re dealing with one of the big boys now, so you should fight as such!” Zixan exclaimed as he went in for a strike. The keyblader parried and reposted with an electrified swing of his keyblade. Zixan, stunned from the sudden trickery, slid back while grasping his chest. The keyblader, however, just charged forward again. Zixan tried to raise his axe as fast he could, but was too late as the keyblade struck him in the chest again. “What’s wrong? You used to be so talkative, Mr. Big Boy, was it?” mocked the keyblader as he watched Zixan skid across the ground. Gasping for breath, Zixan jammed his axe into the ground and came to a sudden halt. His weariness was beginning to show as breathing became more erratic and as he dropped to one knee. He wiped his brow with his brow with his free hand and looked at the keyblader from behind his ax. “Maybe you just need a little motivation!” the keyblader suggested as he hurled his now glowing keyblade across the battlefield. “Flame Raid!” Zixan stood up quickly and deflected the keyblade and charged forward. As soon as he was in striking distance of the now awestruck keyblader, he disappeared and struck from behind only hit the ground. Before he could react, he felt the enflamed keyblade slicing through his shoulder. Immediately afterwards, he felt a foot burying into his gut, causing him to skip across the ground as Xanoh has done earlier. “Did you actually think that my flame raid could be so easily overcome?” the keyblader asked as he looked at Zixan’s disembodied arm, with ax, lying on the ground. “You’ve been holding back your speed…” Zixan managed to say as he struggled to his feet. “Otherwise, my attack should have connected regardless.” “I never go all out unless the situation calls for it. In this case, I have no room for error. Had I underestimated you, I would’ve been dead by now.” He explained. Zixan smiled slightly as another axe appeared in his left hand, “Well, I suppose I should try a little harder as well.” The keyblader and Zixan both charged forward. The keyblader lunged forward with all of his might, but Zixan delicately placed his ax on top and used it as leverage to spring himself into the air while also causing the keyblader to stumble forward. With a quick turn, Zixan delivered a forceful kick to the keyblader’s back. The keyblader flew forward, but recovered quickly and faced Zixan once more. Again they charged and same thing happened. It went like this for several minutes until the keyblader yelled out in frustration. With sweat taking over his face, he charged recklessly at an expectant Zixan. Their blades locked together again, but Zixan was quickly gaining the upper hand until his arm unexpected gave way and shattered. Standing with a triumphant look on his face, the keyblader raised his keyblade, which was glowing blue, into the air and brought it immediately down on the defenseless Zixan. “You clever child…” was all Zixan could get out before his body burst into a mass of mist and rose into the sky. “I did it…” the keyblade exclaimed as he let out a huge breath of relief. “That was by far the toughest nobody I’ve ever faced. As he turned around to leave, an abnormally large, gray snake attacked him. The snake reared back for another strike as the keyblader scrambled to his feet again. Before he could re-summon his keyblade, the snake lunged forward, but stopped midair. It fell to the ground and shattered into tiny frozen pieces. “You can even cast blizzard from your hand?” came a familiar voice from above. “I’ve heard of only the really experienced keybladers being able to perform such feats. I guess it’s safe to assume that you can cast all of the standard spells from your hands, right?” The keyblader looked up in shock as Zixan floated down to the ground completely unharmed. He quickly re-summoned his keyblade and got into defensive position. “You’re a walking contradiction of what a skilled keyblader should be. True, you’ve eliminated your fair share of keybladers, but it took you so long just to eliminate one of my clones. You’ve shown mastery over using spells by hand as opposed to using them through your keyblade. But still, it took you that long to dispose of a mere clone. I’ve faced way stronger keybladers in the past and that clone wouldn’t have lasted for more than two minutes. Maybe I’m just getting stronger. Maybe that’s the problem. No, on second thought, that can’t be it. You’re just an amateur that has a good grasp on your spells. Xanoh might’ve been able to take you on after all.” Without saying a word, the keyblader charged. He swung his keyblade at Zixan, but found he only sliced through air. Before he could react, a gray snake quickly coiled around him and began constricting the life out of him. “Hmm, you really are an amateur. You haven’t even used another spell to get out of your current predicament. Is it because you’re out of energy? If so, then should have thought before challenging the Exiled. Until you can launch more than two spells by hand without tiring yourself out, you should just stay in hiding with your keyblader friends.” The keyblader coughed up some blood as he tried to struggle free. “Please…don’t kill me.” “Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you? You’ve dealt a nice little blow to our ranks. You took out four of our members and you expect me to let you go? Get real…” Zixan laughed as he saw the keyblader’s struggling immediately cease and his body go limp. “On second thought…maybe you could be of some assistance. That heart of yours must be exceptionally strong. Oh the possibilities that are present now. Instead of paying with your life, you can pay with your heart and body. ” The great snake changed into a giant hand now holding the keyblader’s delicate dying body. With a confident smile, Zixan turned around and began walking toward a Corridor of Darkness that had just appeared. The hand followed behind closely. “It seems as though I will have to pay a little visit to a repenting traitor now.” Zixan thought as he, and the hand, disappeared into the corridor. Last edited by Mastermind; October 2nd, 2008 at 09:27 PM. |
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| Member Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: In the shadow of the statue Age: 16 Posts: 188
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| exiled, lol xenegric, never give up, serious business |
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