Sora212 vs. D2L

[Hip-Hop]

For some odd reason, 212 thinks he can beat me. 1 judge and normal RP rules. you pst your temp. first.

Judges
1.Blahmaster
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3.

[Ragione]

One judge...

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Could that judge be me, perhaps?

I will not be giving favors and I will judge to the fullest extent.

[212]

Originally Posted by DARKNESS-2-LIGHT

For some odd reason, 212 thinks he can beat me. 1 judge and normal RP rules. you pst your temp. first.

212 knows he can beat you. May I start a renewed battle of this? Too many things are wrong with this. Or you can just fix them yourself. Either way, I plan to kick ass here.

[Ragione]

Originally Posted by sora212

212 knows he can beat you. May I start a renewed battle of this? Too many things are wrong with this. Or you can just fix them yourself. Either way, I plan to kick ass here.

I have never seen you rp or rp battle, and I doubt that you have much experience. Don't be cocky. D2L's battle setup is fine, but maybe he could add two more judges.

[Hip-Hop]

okay, two more judges jeez.

[212]

Thank you. And thanks for the advice Blahmaster. But I'm still going to be cocky anyway. D2L said "I suck" in RPing so I would like to show him some of my skill. He didn't blantly say it, but he said it. So a can of "Kick Ass" shall be opened on this special occasion.

TEMPLATE COMING IN DECEMBER 2006. DONT MISS IT.

[Rose]

Not a judge spot post this, but this will be a good battle. I fought 212 once myself and it was down to the judges that I won that battle. Good luck to the both of you.

[Antlion]

Because of D2L's constant gloating remarks, I won't exactly do the "Auto-my-friend-wins-cause-he-pwns" thing. Keep stuff like that to yourself, and just fight. RP battling (originally -.-) was for fun, not for compressing your opponent into a sugar cube and banishing them to oblivion.

212 is almost premium? XDDD

[Hip-Hop]

So am I, and I never said 212 sucks. He's putting words into my mouth.

[Jack London]

Originally Posted by DARKNESS-2-LIGHT

For some odd reason, 212 thinks he can beat me.

I don't see how that's odd, but ok -.-.

*Waves a flag that says: "Go 212!" *

Originally Posted by DARKNESS-2-LIGHT

So am I, and I never said 212 sucks. He's putting words into my mouth.

For some odd reason, I don't believe that.

[Hip-Hop]

Wolfy, you're just mad cuz I broke up the clan =/. Anyway, 212 needs to put up his template so we can get this thing off the ground.

[212]

Your Final Destiny has come.

Name: Xaro Honomucha / Alterra Kuzina
Age: 14 [While in human form] 4000 [While in Demon form]
Weapon: Sanosuke " The Great Devil Blade" [Upgraded]
http://www.jaestudio.com/MysticSword.jpg
Gender: Male [Human] Unknown [Alterra]
Side: Light [Human] Darkness [Alterra]
Appearance: http://s47.photobucket.com/albums/f1...=AnimeTeen.jpg
Xaro looks exactly like that, but he perfers to wear long shorts.
Shorts- Jet black with white edges at the bottom of the shorts.

Alterra Kuzina. Half Bred. This is him when he is half wolf.

His final state. The full blood Demon wolf.

Personality: Naturally good natured. [Human] Evil and Destructive [Alterra]
Bio: Xaro is just your average teenager striving to complete his goals. Until one fateful night........Xaro had just completed his second period of Kazuna Middle School. He was walking towards his house, as he would on any school day. But this day was different. Xaro arrived at his home door. He found his mother dead and brother stabbed with a Katana. Xaro called the emergency paramediics. His brother told him where to find the murderers. Xaro went taking along his family inheritation, the Sanosuke.

The sword was meant for his brother.....but in his medical condition he could not handle the sword. Xaro found the place, a warehouse. Xaro entered and was stabbed with a poison knife. Truth was the murderers were searching for a wolf Demon. The demon was inside the Sanosuke. The wolf Demon halfway unleashed himself into Xaro. Xaro then fused with Alterra Kuzina, the wolf Demon.

Alterra then killed the murderers, by slicing their hands off with Sanosuke. Xaro began his path to destiny. A long and hard one.

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THIS IS AN OLD TEMPLATE, PUT UP FOR USE. [Moves are semi-missing in this template. Trailer for The Moves will be shown during the template. DONT MISS IT.]

I don't need to put words in your mouth, 2L. Where is this going to take place? I'm ready, now I actually have a reason to visit KHI.

[Jack London]

Originally Posted by DARKNESS-2-LIGHT

Wolfy, you're just mad cuz I broke up the clan =/. Anyway, 212 needs to put up his template so we can get this thing off the ground.

Lol, I have more important things to be mad about than a clan on KHI, but sure I'll go with that ^^. I also fail to see any possible anger in my post anyway... o.O

[Hip-Hop]

Name: Exoul Trillion
Nickname: The Harbinger of Catastrophe
Quote: “Although I have been chosen as a timer of the eminent doom that is to befall my multiverse after my death, I see no reason why I cannot enjoy my life.”
Age: He doesn’t really know how old he is anymore, he lost count long ago. I mean he knew he had unnatural long life, but this is ridiculous…
Gender: Male
Allegiance: Neutral
Occupation: Traveler
Residence: He likes to spend time where ever he can find good conversation.
Theme Song: Foo Fighters- D.O.A.

~Family~

Parents: Ruthar and Helena
Siblings: none
Married:Nope, too much of a hassle =/
Children: Again, too much of a hassle.

~Appearance Basics~

Height: 6’ 5”
Weight: 265

Physical Appearance:

~Exoul has jet black hair that he keeps cut short to about his mid ear area. He has a full goatee, which is as black as his hair. He has a slightly pug nose, not quite coming to the point that most people’s noses do. He has bushy eyebrows, and his eyes are a whole different story. They seem to change seasonally, Light Grey in winter; Hazel in spring; Light Green in summer; and Sky Blue in fall. The reason behind this, like many other things about him, is unknown but it has helped him get several female “acquaintances.”

His body is muscle bound, with big strong chest and abs. He has broad shoulders, and large muscular calves. Despite his large build, he maintains heightened speed because of his intense training to do so over the years. He’s not “fast as light” or anything like that, but he is much faster than your average humanoid life form.

Garments/Armor:

~ Exoul has donned white mage's robes as of now, with a few minor alterations. There are thick gold stripes going down the sides off the outer robe, and he has tied a thick gold color rope around his waist. He has white carpenter’s gloves, the lining the same gold color as the stripes on the robe. He wears white leather boots with the same gold stripe on the sides. On the center of his back is a circular golden symbol of a sea leviathan coming up out of the water. What this symbol represents is known only to him and a few choice others, and he doesn’t plan on telling anyone else anytime soon.


Armaments:

~ Extend-a-pole – A very useful tool Exoul has picked up in his travels, it is an extendable metal pole. The pole is about four inches thick and the ends can be pushed in so that it is only about a foot long and fits securely to a strap on his back. As mentioned before it does extend, being about six feet at its full length. There’s nothing really exceptional about the pole, besides the fact that’s up until now it’s been resilient to all sorts of things. Exoul is deadly with it, but only uses it if a battle comes down to a melee bout.

~Personality~

~ Exoul is a curious person, always in a state of awareness. He is very connected to all things spiritual, and is very connected to his soul. He is wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable. Occasionally, he gets quite depressed and has dark feelings. He has great vision and can be very insightful. In fact, he is often profound in a way that surprises him. He makes for a very good friend, as well as a daunting foe. He is intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer. He is also a very courteous person, having good manners both in and out of battle.

~Likes/Dislikes~

~Likes:

- Being thoughtful and thoughtful people; having deep conversations
- Literature; he loves good books
- Music; he plays the guitar and enjoys soulful music that has meaning
- Challenges; whether it be testing his abilities or taking a test, he loves to challenge himself

~Dislikes:

- The slow and ignorant.
- People who do evil deeds for no particular reason and with no cause behind it.
- Happy-go-lucky/perky people; people who are overly energetic.
- He has a strange aversion to bees; the reason behind this is unknown to him.

~Skills~

~Illusions – He was always into optical illusions, and thus that part of him was made into his magic. He is able to manipulate the light in a room to make certain things appear, in other words he can create optical illusions. This ability comes in handy, allowing him to make it seem he is in one place when he is actually in another.

Telekinesis – He has the ability to create spherical shields of psychic energy. Since the shields are spherical, if he wishes to block something he has to be sure he has the right spot or else whatever is trying to block will simply go around the shield. Despite countless tries, he has strangely not been able to create a shield around himself; the reason behind this unknown.

Atomic Manipulation – He has the ability to manipulate atoms, breaking them down and then reforming them to make a new thing. He can only create something that has the same atomic mass as whatever he broke down. He cannot, however, do this with the atoms of living things, including plant life, bacteria, etc. Similar to transmutation, except he does it with his mind and does not require circles and such.

Explosions – Using his ability of atomic manipulation he can split an atom in two, causing an explosion. Most of the time this would result in an extremely large explosion, massacring the entire surrounding area, but he uses it in combination with his shield telekinesis to contain the blast. This ability is rather new, as it took him years to be able to build up his mental strength to be able to contain an atomic blast. Has good manners, and decided it was rude to cause an atomic explosion and not somehow tell his opponent where it was going to happen. So uses his powers of illusion to give the shield around the blast a green shade, thus notifying his opponent where a blast is about to take place. Some people have said he is foolish for being so courteous as to do something like that, but he deems it only fair.


~Biography~

~Birth:

Never before had such a colossal clash occurred. Mountains were over turned, valleys were flooded, and the blood tears of Princess Yula rain from the sky; their crimson liquid coating the mostly green planet in a deep crimson. This is what a war with the gods was like; this is what Ruthar had brought upon Chalaria. The apocalyptic catastrophe of a prophesized cataclysm, and that was only the beginning.

Long before this horrible end, there was peace on Chalaria. The people lived in fear in respect of their gods, and that is how it was supposed to be. They were a warrior race, valuing strength and power above all else. This was an interesting thing though, because they never had any wars. All of Chalaria had been under the rule of one King since the defeat of the ancient Emperor Hareshnal. Training to be warriors was mandantory baack then, and it stayed a part of their culture throughout the ages. They had other values of course, but they were all eclipsed by the Chalarians love of sheer brute force. Of all the warriors on Chalaria however, one reigned supreme above them all. His name was Ruthar Trillion, and he was a beast of a man. Standing at a monstrous seven foot nine, Ruthar’s entire bod seemed to be one big pulsing muscle. It was rumored that he was given his great strength because of some blessing of the god’s, but this was never proven. Ruthar lived royally, his status meaning he listened to orders only directly from the King himself and no one else. One day while hunting a great stag in the forest of Necrudoom , he was visited by an oracle of the gods.

“Ruthar, Ruthar, come to me oh great warrior.”

The Oracle beckoned him near, and Ruthar obeyed. When h reached were the voice had been coming he from he saw that is was a babbling book, a spirit having taken it over.

“Ruthar, you are a strong warrior, and you will stay that way until the day that you die. But, your ex-soul will be your downfall. Do not court the maiden Helena, for her seed will bring nothing but destruction to this multiverse.

Heed my words warrior, and you shall lead a fruitful life.”

Ruthar was a bit confused by the oracle’s words, but committed them to memory nonetheless. If nothing else, the elders had taught him that the prophecies of oracles were not to be taken lightly. Ruthar continued his hunt for the stag and eventually caught he beast, returning to his room in the royal castle. The prophecy stuck with him through he night, he even dreamed about them that night.


The next day, while Ruthar was out mingling with the commonfolk, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the most beautiful maiden he had ever seen in his many years. Immediately he halted what he was doing and followed the woman. Everytime he turned the corner he caught a glimpse of her somewhere amongst the crowds of the royal city. He followed her for nearly half a day, until he finally caught up with her. She had stopped in the market district, buying a few pieces of fruit for her to feast upon later. The woman recognized Ruthar on first glance, and introduced herself as Helena. Ruthar remembered the words of the oracle the previous day, but he did not care. His love, and his lust for that matter, was too great to simply cast aside like tattered clothes. He immediately asked her to wed, and since she was in no position to do otherwise she promptly agreed.

Months went by, and Helena gave birth to a man-child. This child’s name was of Exoul.



~Early Life:

The boy was just as his father; he was courageous and adventurous even in his first few years of life. Exoul grew to be a rough child; always willing to try new things whether or not he got hurt in the process. Things were turning out to be the epitome of perfection. Ruthar and Helena had fallen madly in love, and now Ruthar had a fine successor.

One day when Exoul was but ten, a fell beast was spotted far to the west of the royal city. Fearing for the lives of his people, the king sent his best warriors to kill the monster; these warriors of course including Ruthar. Ruthar knew he would be gone for some time, and it was with a melancholy disposition that he left his wife and son. Months past, an Ruthar did not return. Exoul began to miss his father, and Helena missed him increasingly with each passing day. One day, while feeling too weak to leave the house, Helena sent Exoul out to buy her some fruit. Giving him the necessary amount of coins, she sent the boy off.

Hours pasted, and the boy did not return.

While at the market, a large man in a brown cloak had been watching Exoul. He had taken a liking to the boy, his adventurous nature showing even while shopping for fruit. The man kidnapped Exoul, and took him deep into the forest. While there, the man explained to the boy that he was no ordinary man; He was Heros, the chalarian god of wisdom and power. The boy was amazed at this, and demanded that Heros take him to the realm of the gods. With a slight chuckle, Heros opened a portal and went through it with the boy in tow.

A few more weeks pasted, and Ruthar returned home. The beast had been slain, the warrior rending its head from its shoulders and giving it to the king as a gift. Returning directly to his humble abode, Ruthar immediately asked Helena where Exoul was. Helena explained that she did not know. She said that one day she was exhausted, and sent the boy out to get some fruit from the market. She had not seen him since. Ruthar then went into a mad fit of rage at the woman, beating her nearly to death. Grabbing his mighty axe on the way out, Ruthar left the city in search of his son.

The first place he thought to look was the surrounding forest, thinking that maybe the boy had gotten turned around and ended up there. This turned out to be he correct place to look, as Ruthar found a portal to the realm of the gods deep within. Stepping through, Ruthar found himself in the celestial version of the forest he had been in previously. Thinking logically, he headed back towards the city in the celestial world. Sre enough, there stood Luthra, the city of the gods. Ruthar went into the city, and immediately headed for the palace. He was going to seek guidance from the gods as to where he could find his beloved son.

When Ruthar reached the palace he was shock to find his very own son, sitting in the lap of Heros. Enraged, Ruthar charge the god; swinging his axe above his head like a crazed madman. The simply raised his hand at Ruthar, who was stopped dead in his tracks by the gods power. Through sheer force of will Ruthar continued his charge, although at an incredibly slower pace. The god increased his hold on the man, determined to stop him where he stood. Utilizing his entire prowess, Ruthar continued. Increasing hs power still, the god finally succeeded in stopping the man.

Then, something happened.

A power deep inside Ruthar had awakened, manifesting itself in the form of a large beam of light. The beam went straight from Ruthar at the god, piercing the entity through his chest. Coughing in utter agony, the god fell over; his cold dead body landing on the ground. Having drained all of his power, Ruthar died as well; looking into the eyes of his beloved son.

When they found out about the killing of Heros the gods were outraged. Blasphemy! Treason! Mortal had killed one of the sacred gods. The gods decided that the mortals had to be punished; not just only Ruthar, but the whole Chalarian race as a whole.


Never before had such a colossal clash occurred. Mountains were over turned, valleys were flooded, and the blood tears of Princess Yula rained from the sky; their crimson liquid coating the mostly green planet in a deep crimson. This is what a war with the gods was like; this is what "The God Slayer" had brought upon Chalaria. The apocalyptic catastrophe of a prophesized cataclysm, and that was only the beginning. The gods had destroyed the world of men, but their anger still was not quelled.

One of the gods decided to have bit of fun. The boy, Exoul, was still alive; having been in the realm of the gods while his realm was dessimated. Taking the boy to a room, the god asked the boy if he could have any power what would it be. The boy thought for a moment, and then spoke. He said he wanted to be able to create illusions, tricks of the mind that could fool even the wisest of people. The god granted the by this wish, and gave him another ability. Giving up part of his godly power, the god gave the boy the ability to planet jump. All the boy had to do was to say in what direction he wanted to go, and he would be transported to the nearest planet to him in that direction. While both of those powers were good, the god gave the boy a terrible curse. He gave the boy the curse of being a timer, his life directly tied to the life of his entire multiverse. The god had shot himself in the foot, because of him now having a small portion of the gods power the boys life had been extended exponentially.

Telling the boy to leave, the gods watched as he planet jumped for the first time; disappearing from their celestial view.

All they had to do now was wait.


~Mid-Life:

The first planet Exoul traveled to was a good place and a powerful place as well. Everyone there had some sort of telekinetic power, whether it be moving things, pyrokinetics, whatever. When Exoul arrived there, an old man took him in by the name of Gordon. Gordon had a very rare telekinetic power; he could create shields with his mind. Exoul was fascinated by this, and determined himself to learn it.

For years Exoul stayed with Gordon, even after he had mastered the shields. The man taught the boy edicate, and to appreciate thoughtfulness and deep thinking. One day, when Exoul had returned from an errand, he found Gordon dead of a heart attack. Mourning his father figure’s death, Exoul created a shield around the man’s corpse. Making I float into the air, Exoul placed it behind his old home; a telekinetic casket of sorts. Remembering his planet jump ability, Exoul used it to travel to the next planet.

He was 22 years old.

After gordon’s death, Exoul chose never to get too close to anyone every again; unless of course they had unnatural long life like he. Despite this, he did acquire another master, a younger man by the name of Koji. Koji was a matter master, and from the time he met Exoul he knew that the man had the ability to do the same. Exoul agreed to this, and went to Koji dojo high in the mountains of the planet. There he trained, trying day in and day out to master matter. He finally succeeded, but not how Koji had expected. Instead of lifting the object up like Koji did, Exoul turned the object into something else. This astonished the man, who he himself could not do such a thing. Telling him that their time together was over, Exoul left Koji’s dojo. Although he had grown fond of Koji, Exoul had not really bonded with the man; he had learned better not to.


~Onwards:

Exoul has traveled for nearly a hundred years now, adventuring with mighty warriors and honing his own skill. He has a acquired a knack for staff wielding, the story behind that being closely woven with the one behind the insignia on his back. He has started to feel that he needs to be respected however, his power and his wisdom being far beyond most.



Arena: Snake Way- If you've ever seen DBZ you know about Snake Way. A long dragon shaped bridge in other world the leads to King Kai's world, Snake Way seems to go on for miles. If you fall off you land in hell, so I suggest you try and keep your balance.

You make first post "oh great and powerful opponent"

[212]

When do we start the battle?