~Massacre~ Brought to you by the Distorted Worldview Clan

[Zetsumi]

So. New clan system, new clans. Jinsei and I have joined forces with CB to create a clan with, well, a distorted worldview. It's a work in progress. Anyway, we need to learn to use our characters together. And how better to do so then killing off some of yours.

Here's the basic idea. Whoever would like to challange us, does so. The battle is continium, so, if your character dies, you can never use them again. Why take such a risk? Well, the obvious oppertunity to kill off one of our characters, of course.

Certain people will be excluded from entering. For the obvious reason we dont exactally WANT our characters to be killed off. So, ED, Breakdown, Kegan, TM...back down, guys.

Profiles will not be required. Simply posting an intro will do. My intro will describe the battlefield. This battle will be restricted to melee/simple skills and magic, so no power characters.

~Let the Massacre commence~

The Iron Sea. Somewhat disaptly named, it was, in fact, more like an asteroid belt then any true Sea, though it's proximity to a number of Black Holes created the odd effect of an artifical gravity, abeit a lessened one, and a somewhat unstable atmosthere.

Perhaps 'unstable' was an understatement. This whole area was perhaps a single few gravitic instabilities away from total anhilation. The slightest disturbance stood the chance of dragging the entire anomaly into one of the gravatic disturbances that sustained it, and crushing both it, and anyone caught within it, to the size of a pin.

In short, it was the kinda place Zetsumi liked to spend his spare time.

The Necromancer stood atop a particularly large, angular block of semi-liquid metal, one of the many that comprised the belt known as the Iron Sea. It was an odd metal, possesing both the qualties of a solid and a liquid, and seeming to alternate from one dominance to another with little provocation. If it wasn't so impossible to forge, he could perhaps have used it as a weapon...imagine, a sword that, when blocked, turns into liquid and splashes all over the opponent, before turning back into a solid, and projecting spikes into their body.

Flicking his long, silver hair, he looked around as a portal shimmered behind him. This place was like a teleportation nexus, as the mass shadow of the Black Holes tended to rip travellers from the various planes used for transportation. Another reason he enjoyed his time here. It was strange, how slaughtering a useless piece of meat as the ones he often encountered gave him a thrill comparable to the addrenaline he felt when fighting a strong opponant. There was something about their helplessness that made him just savour the kill.

Another body to the pile, he thought, as a burst of shadow errupted in his hands, dissapating to reveal a small knife.

[Lord of Chaos]

OOC: You say you want to kill and dominate...yet... you exclude me from the battle? I wouldn't use Valyon either...Still, I'm gonna watch this.

[Hip-Hop]

OOC: i'm gonna go ahead and kill off Triark becuase he sucks. I'll edit later.

[The Marauder]

Originally Posted by Lord of Chaos

OOC: You say you want to kill and dominate...yet... you exclude me from the battle? I wouldn't use Valyon either...Still, I'm gonna watch this.

I concur... That's just a shame I guess. Have fun you three, I should like to see how this turns out, and it will be a nice test for this system. Being continuum, however, it rasies a nice question. When one character dies, will the clan will continue to fight with only two members, or will the third just have to make a new character for the clan?

[Ragione]

Hmmm... interesting... *ponders*

Maybe I'll join, because I have a character that could do with dying... but you'll have to explain how he escapes reincarnation, because that's how I make sure I can use him again, despite him dying once.

[Jack London]

Originally Posted by Lord of Chaos

OOC: You say you want to kill and dominate...yet... you exclude me from the battle? I wouldn't use Valyon either...Still, I'm gonna watch this.

(I second that comment...

If you're going to feel so confident to kill anyone who joins your battle don't be a coward last minute and exclude people out, using the fact that you're testing new characters as an excuse. ....Will edit this with my opening.)

[Desert Jesus]

I will join this.

Good luck, everybody.

-edited later-

[Aphex]

(I shall join too... because I'm really bored and want to kick someone's pasty butt all over the place. Will soon be edit with Intro...)

[Endless Devoid]

I'll drag FA into the match LoC, the best clan on HKI has to be represented SOMEHOW. ;D

[Seirio]

ooc: Meh,I dont need my Akusai character anymore,I already made a clone called Aku.

ic: Akusai was traveling through space as he made his way to the Iron Sea in order to find a perfect base of operation where he can plan out strategies on certain armies from other places.Akusai's own army was far from him.He was suddenly pulled into the darknes of nothingness,where he emerged intact,near the Iron Sea.He quickly flew there and landed on one of the large rocks with his katana by his side.Akusai transported himself out of the vehicle and said,"Safest way of not getting my ship hijacked."He forgot about his material that he needed in order to start building and teleported out.

His material included many types of iron from other planet that could withstand countless amounts of bullets.Akusai carved the strongest into a shield which he held on his back.He picked the material up and walked out while clenching his fist around a crystal hung around his neck.He then transpoted back out.Armies worth of his men are gathering on a planet far away to be transfered to this place,where they would wage war.

His bare chest was exposed to the coldness and his blue sleeved jacked covered everything else up exept his face.Black short hair lung around on his head as he was jumped from rock to rock in order to find a large semi metalic/liquid substance that people would like to call asteroids.His black pants tightened as he jumped on.Red eyes peered everywhere to look for a big asteroid.He soon spied a certain man he did not know.Akusai jumped over to the asterois the stranger was on while holding material in his bag on his back.

"Hey stranger,what your anem and what are you doing in a desolate field of extremly strong rocks?"He wanted an answer since the person may be someone he needed to kill.Akusai kept his hand on his katana just incase of the stranger attacked.He was always ambushed by other people for some reason,and if he was on a planet and near a group of girls,they would chase him and he would run far before their lips were even 5 miles away from his face.He already had a woman he loved somewhere else.

[Antlion]

Originally Posted by Endless Devoid

I'll drag FA into the match LoC, the best clan on HKI has to be represented SOMEHOW. ;D

xDD

I'm sure you will be glad to know I made some revisions for Sarchix...enough to make him a formidable foe, but able to lose ^_^.


LoC will probably enjoy this one...



IC: Time for a slaughter. I will edit after school ._.

[Laughing Stock]

OOC: I suspect no one will mind if I toss in a character I have severed almost all ties with? Well, if possible, I will at least make some sort of misguided and obviously reckless attempt to take one of you out, if not all three. *derisive laughter*

He emerged from the dark teleport enveloped in a suit of ivory armour, a shining white light against darkness which stretched off to infinity. Deep valleys etched into his pale, almost dead skin gave a somewhat disturbing semblance of a demented child’s jigsaw. A huge, graceless halberd, forged in much the same was as his armour had been, sharing in its illuminating brightness, rested almost leisurely upon his shoulder as his sinister, impassive black eyes surveyed the bleak terrain just as his eyes fastened on the shadowed creature which almost appeared to blend into his surroundings. His rigid jaw, until then a firm, thin line, curled into an ominous sneer.

This hidden being manipulated vast quantities of energy barely contained. It was something well beyond anything L’Morte had ever encountered before. Perhaps it could be one of the legendary Immortals, a creature that held sway over life in the Omniverse. Invincible master of all, born at the creation of time… no. Whatever it was, it was a being of indescribable might, yet for it to be one of the Immortal warriors and sorcerers... L'Morte found it unlikely.
This was a mere shadow compared to they yet even the Dragonslayer, the White Knight, greatest warrior of the Mosfaru, had doubts concerning a struggle for supremacy against what was nothing what was likely nothing but a mere spectre compared to the unsurpassable legend of the Lightstar and his ire.

Yet… yet there may be some way to turn this unfortunate circumstance to his favour. Although it remained relatively uncertain, the remains of the last few valiant yet inept warriors to face off against this angel of death may be scattered somewhere upon this fragmented wasteland, floating endlessly in the limbo of deep space…

It was then he noticed he and his inevitable foe were not alone.

"Hey, stranger. What’s your name and what are you-" Foolish, idiot boy! Was he blind to the soul-corrupting power permeating through the air? It had all but sent him reeling, and here was this boy, perhaps his only hope for conquering such a mighty foe, treating with the beast! He could almost predict this imbeciles’ premature end at the hands of this creature borne from the pits of hell. However, if L’Morte played his cards right, he could make use of this miserable wretch. A human shield could serve him nicely if it came to that. He could also, of course, resurrect the hapless child as a slave to his will if the worst came to worst…

His menacing smirk twisting now into a playful grin L’Morte heaved his imposing halberd with well-practiced ease and brought it down level with his chest, clutching it now with both hands as he held it now aiming the spiked shaft squarely at his opponent whilst he observed him keenly, battle tactics and battle stances swirling through his mind as he contemplated how best to approach this awe-inspiring adversary.

OCC: For now, I'll jump to the conclusion that all those who enter this battle are to face off against the three of you.

[Antlion]

OOC: Can you explain the arena a bit better? I will make this post better later, im busy as fcuk >.>


IC:
He sensed danger.

Sarchix Tixtiom was an illusionist with plenty of angst to fuel him. Currently surrounding him was a "celestial" touch, symbolizing the outer space of a planet called Earth. In reality, it was just an illusion...With a twist.

Sarchix had eagerly dashed onto the battlefield scene in a hurry, challenging an immensely powerful entity named Valyon Lightstar to his "first" official fight. All the following fights he would have would irrelevantly lead up to the discovery of what happened to his lost love. Or so he thought...yes, within his first fight, Sarchix was brutally annhilated due to his curt, unrespectful battle style.

After almost losing his life as a result, he began furiously training himself in the arts of Ill-Real-Sion, a type of magick forbidden by his people. That was, of course, before they were all wiped out in a terrible war. He began to study it furiously, enough to have minor, yet sufficient control over many of the elements around him (Primarily the element of shadow, and dark).

But that was in his past. Making an unexpected comeback, he had destroyed many foes of his own. After dispelling his scenery illusion that was currently intact, a high level of the magic of his people, his heart began racing. Ever since the day he lost Ladinexell, it seemed all of his power went to his heart. Regardless, he sensed danger.

Sarchix closed his eyes, and without warning, he teleported. Of where he was not even sure of, but his surroundings seemed similar to his prior ones. This was, of course, without illusion magick to control the environment. Several people were surrounding him...as were two who were the source of the strong, pounding vibe.

Sarchix quickly obtained his own area way from the other life forms, and by now if anyone had saw him, they would know he was levitating. He seemed as if he disappeared out of thin air. In reality...he was just blending in with the darkness, plotting his next move.

[Seirio]

Actualy,nah forget it,I really dont have time to post.I only get to stay online like 3 hours a day.

[Ragione]

OCC: So... are you allowing an unlimited amount of people to challenge your clan (or a larger number than three)? Well, nevertheless, since Seiro has left this, I'll post now. Ehh... on second, thought, let me edit this with a post later today.