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| Staring out into the blank emptiness of space, Damien couldn’t help but feel a little bit less powerful. He had thought that he was one of those that could do whatever he pleased in the Omniverse, but he was wrong. The people of his home planet constantly needed him, much to his displeasure. Rarely did he have the time to partake in any fun activities, including battles against those that were actually worth being called as such. Pulling his scimitar from its sheath, he drew its twin in the same fluid motion. Flipping them over in his hand, he looked out at the scene before him. Two being were there, and for some reason Damien wanted to kill them. Preparing himself for their assault, he stood with a grim look on his face. OOC: WORST POST EVAR NO JOKE |
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| Think smaller, more legs. Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Blowing up The storm's around. In a silence Have a better dream. There is an end but it's endless. Age: 15
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Rep Power: 10 ![]() ![]() | The combine were thousands of years more advanced than most other galactic forces in terms of technology. But "magic" was just a recent addition to their powers. They were very eager to learn the ways of it, by any means necessary. One such being had sent a message to Tablon. Certain neural implants made it known immediately to her superiors, but she would have reported it anyways. Neural implants also made sure of that. Captured vortigaunts were much more rare nowadays. When Earth fell, they would be common once more. But until then, their deaths would be taken as heavy losses. Alas, it was still their best option. Three beings were present on this collection of rocks. Through a small portal, a likewise small army of Combine had gotten through. The captured vortigaunts went along for the ride. From the force of elite Combine soldiers and weaponry, one female assassin walked forward. Behind her, three elites had leveled crossbows on each separate enemy. As Tablon continued to walk forward, she came upon a large building, occupied by three known magic-users. Powerful ones too. "Let me make an inquiry. Should you all die, how much of your magic will remain in your bodies? Answer wisely, it may determine whether you are captured, or exterminated. Metsubou, Zauberei, do not think our actual lack of bodies will make any major difference." OC:what a shame, the quality of my posts tend to reflect the quality of my opponent's posts. |
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| ??? | He waited for the final one to arrive and even a few seconds after that to stop playing with his rocks. He peered out at his three guests taking considerable notice of the technological being, this was mainly because it brought three others with it, something he didn't really take a liking too and his first effort would go towards the disposal of those three, while the one that had brought them would receive no harm for the moment. However, his attention was suddenly pushed into another direction as he caught sight of a wondrous thing, a flower. Joyfully, he dived to the ground and seized with his hand and began to pet it like a precious treasure. This was the first sign of life that the planet had seen for ages, and is the same with the other twenty-eight planets. "Oh my, thank you for coming, the magical presence has already allowed life to spring forth on this planet. It is the reason I need you, I need someone to give these planets life. After Father Cosmos passed, the life that inhabited these planets withered away to become nothing but rock. The only thing that keeps them alive is the strong amount of magic that serves as the planet's core." The flower he held in his hand was barely alive and was slowly beginning to die. There was no water, the only thing that contributed to keeping the flower alive was the center of this galaxy, a big ball of intense magical light that served as the planet's heat and light source. Once it withered away, he returned to his visitors. "Is there any of you that wish to not fight at all and simply help my cause? If not, then I will cease my talk and began testing the abilities of you three. I'm not sure if you plan to help each other out or make this somewhat of a free for all, but whatever you decide is fine with me. If I am to have someone rule and give life to these planets, they must be strong and able to put their lives on the line to protect these gifts that I received when Father Cosmos passed". He glanced at the technological group that had been the last to arrive as they began to speak. "Let me make an inquiry. Should you all die, how much of your magic will remain in your bodies? Answer wisely, it may determine whether you are captured, or exterminated. Metsubou, Zauberei, do not think our actual lack of bodies will make any major difference." He answered quickly. "Hmm, well if it is magic that you desire, then you would find ruling some of these planets to satisfy your will, as these planets can give much magic to you, enough to supply you for the rest of your life. However..." In a spontaneous action, Metsubou's hands clasped together as if he were performing some gay Naruto jutsu shit. The portal where his third visitor had emerged from never closed it seems, which left a rather exploitable way to get rid of this army, since they shouldn't be here. With quick cunning and mental effort, the portal developed a pull and a force was now pushing at the army. A large force would be required to push back so many figures, yet the mental effort would be very small. A strong push and pull on this army would be enough to suck them back to wherever they came from instantly "They, do not belong here, only the four of us should be here, anyone else who enters will be seeking the same fate. If they attempt to return, I'll kill them rather than send them back." There was no problems between him and his three visitors as far as he was concerned, however anyone else who intruded did not belong here. His dull gaze returned to his visitors once more. Last edited by ???; 02/10/08 at 11:21 PM. |
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| Think smaller, more legs. Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Blowing up The storm's around. In a silence Have a better dream. There is an end but it's endless. Age: 15
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| ??? | Ah, I'll edit to acknowledge this. |
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| Team 29 on the line... | Well that was unexpected. A whole army of strange alien robotic warship type things had just appeared in the sky. That wasn’t a site you saw everyday. In fact, Zauberei was quite sure that he had not seen such panoply of warships in the entirety of his existence. It was quite massive, their size. So huge in their girth, that they seemed to block out the heavens with their gargantuan masses. Unfortunately, big size usually equals big danger. Fortunately, the one who had invited them to this place had decidedly dealt with the danger. A variety of holes were now sucking those spaceships into their depths. A single alien robot remained behind as her companions were sucked into the darkest depths of those holes. She was a female it appeared, or at least, that was what he determined from the not so subtle curves beneath her futuristic space-suit. A hot alien robot… What in the name of Kuvoid would they come up with next? In response to her question though, he simply shrugged, as if not knowing the answer himself. “Who knows?” he said, his eyes rolling as he shrugged his shoulders in indifference, “Since I don’t run off ‘magic’ I can’t say how much of it will remain in my physical body if I die. Do we really have to talk about such a morbid topic?” He placed his hands on his hips, rotating his head slightly as he rotated his head, causing his neck to crack slightly. It wasn’t real bone of course. But it still made that noise when he twisted his head like that. “This planet?” he asked in reference to what Metsubou stated, “I don’t generally do the whole random acts of kindness thing, but here’s a start for you…” He raised his hands in front o him, his eyes flashing a slightly silver grey as he stared out into the rocky wasteland around him. His eyes narrowed, his body tensed, and every particle beneath the crisp military outfit concentrated... He was drawing out something... Something not quite so far away... While nothing occurred around them, a keen eye would be able to spot the events happening a few miles away. A strange warping of the air seemed to occur in front of him, like heatwaves manifesting in the form of a small, meter wide sphere… It shimmer slightly silver for a second, although the hue was truly colorless in its nature. It quivered for a second, before it exploded outward, casting an array of blue light across the desolate rocky planet. However, this wasn’t truly light… It was water… “Life needs water, right?” stated Zauberei easily, folding his hands across his chest as the sphere gushed out gallons and gallons of water, “I’ll see what I can do about that.” Several other ‘spheres’ had popped up out of nowhere, and each one exploded as it shot forth water in all directions, quickly covering the rocky surface in a fresh layer of pure, clean, water. It was quickly absorbed by the dusty, parched land, but as the torrents of water poured out their fury, the water levels quickly began to rise, spreading across the entire planet in a single gigantic wave… One of these monstrous waves was rushing toward them as they spoke. Zauberei yawned slightly, waving his left hand as the tsunami raged toward him, and a single black distortion appeared in the form of a circle beside him. As the water crashed onward, the water that came into contact with these strange, twisted black airwaves, and simply was absorbed into the darkness. The rest of the waves, which soon begin to crash from all around them, towered over the three small beings before falling down upon them, like the hands of a vengeful God upon a disobeying nation. OOC: Just letting you know, after this initial surge, the water will easily disperse into the lower points of the planet, creating lakes, oceans, and rivers for the planet to start out with. Also, these spheres are popping up all over the planet. |
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| ??? | Hm, mind if I swap characters? That character I threw together is extremely crappy. Nothing he's done so far will change, they'll just swap places. Here's the character I'll be using. Name: VanDaglyon, The Demigod Beast Age: 549 Gender: Male Race: VanDaglyon is a mix of several races. These races primarily include dragon, vampire, cosmic beast, god, and human. Primary Appearance VanDaglyon has modified his appearance over the years, he took his appearance as a serious matter before and his image displays this somewhat, but he has now let go of that care. His hair and it's style was once gleaming with that 'badass' look but has recently lost it's appeal. Thin silver blades of hair hang down in front of his face, mainly covering the eye, while the rest of it is metallic in color and is spiked back. Some of the metallic color has withered away slightly and left it to accumulate faint spots of white. His forehead is neither too wide nor too narrow, it is considered the perfect size and is barely wrinkled like most.The nose bone is narrow and is an abnormal distance away from his eyes. The eye color is completely red, as is the eyeball which gives him an inhuman and beastly appearance. The face is thin and holds barely any fat, it isn't round and is rather thin at the frame. His neck is slim and slithers down to large and broad shoulders with bulging bones. His body build is nearly perfect and similar to the now stereotyped Spartans and even with the lack of physical upkeep it does not deteriorate. The arms muscles are developed to a size similar to small logs. He does not wear a shirt to cover his build, but does wear black pants that tightly envelop his legs. His blade is strapped to the side of his hip with a small black ribbon, although it is small it is strong enough to hold the weight of the blade to the hip. Overall his primary and human-esque appearance is nearly perfect, it contains no blemishes or scars and his skin, when touched is smooth and silky. The only other notable feature is the symbols on his palms, which is explained in another section, and that he wears black battle boots. Transformation Appearance Once transformed, obviously his appearance alters greatly. The color of his becomes a dark green and is long rather than spiky. His ears become long and pointy and pierce the river of hair. His flesh becomes a rotten brown color and looks almost like feces. Aside from his wide grin which contains a set of razor teeth that have the ability to make quick work of an enemy's body, his eye socket becomes larger, covering the frame and contains his large yellow eyeball, blotched with a black iris. His body and build doesn't change at all, aside from flesh coloring. The arms do not change either, but the hands become jagged claws that can equal the abilities of the most powerful blades. His pants shred at the bottom, as his thighs become larger, and his boots are removed to reveal his feet which have become similar to his claws. His tongue can stretch out to bizarre lengths that equal the tail he sprouts with this transformation. The tail is dark blue and is covered with rough scales that aid in destruction. It is rather large, not too large, but it is heavy enough to crush most things. Despite it's weight, VanDaglyon is able to swing and wield it with extreme ease. Personality VanDaglyon's personality is unique because of it's ability to change so easily. His personality will swing to almost any type, but has main phases that he'll change to most of the time. One of these primary personalities is the cold and dark personality. In this form, he'll completely disregard life, nature, and the concerns of other. This is thought to be the times when he becomes murderous and goes on genocidal or bloodthirsty killing sprees, while probably being his most dangerous state, it is also his most reckless. He is almost never caring or kind, but will often become heroic or philosophical. It is in these states that he is praised mostly by the public. Slaying tyrants and saving people become pastimes and engaging in religious or intelligent discussions becomes a hobby. The other notable change he undergoes is when he becomes depressed or apathetic. In this state, he'll refrain from engaging in battle if possible, and if he does engage, the opponent will often notice him blatantly giving no care to the engagement. This is also a destructive state as he'll often transform out of boredom, once transformed, the cold and dark state becomes uniform. Weapon: Anima Deus How this weapon came to be and how VanDaglyon obtained it is explained later in the biography. The weapon is a very bright blade and has a greater purpose than it let's on. While it has it's own strengths alone, what it becomes is far greater. The blades true use is usually revealed only in desperation or boredom. The blade is actually an incarnation of a being that was thought to have faded from the Omniverse, but has now resurfaced as the blade VanDaglyon wields. This being's name is Anima Deus and he holds many talents to himself, he can be released into the world at any time and from then on serves as VanDaglyon's servant. A bloodthirsty being, he finds it irritating that he must now serve out his life like this and searches for to escape the fate. (If you'd like to know who Anima Deus is, search it on the forums). Abilities: Psionics: The ability to perform magic limited to the branches psionics correlates to, the usualy consideration, but it is not the case here. VanDaglyon can perform magic of all branches with mental effort, the word psionics is used to emphasize the phrase mental magic here. Arcane is one of these branches and usually deals with energy manipulation, summoning or substance conversion. Divine magic, as the name suggests usually deals with divine forces. Incarnum deals with magic of the soul, and psionics in general is just mental magic. There is also basic magic and other forms of magic, for a full description on magic branches, clickHere. Hands of God: How he received this gift will be explained later in the biography, but I will explain it's abilities and uses. The hands of god were of course gifts from a god, the god he received this power from was in fact his own father and is probably his most prominent. The hands of god allow him to negate magic and other attack by simply touching them or allowing the attack to come within a small radius of his hands. After receiving the gift he was under the thought that it could only do as described above, but after some time he discovered other uses. The hands, which are his own hands by the way, can also destroy or negate a person he touches. This can include the soul and essence of them, perhaps the will of a god. Transformation: This is simply his ability to transform into what is described in the "Transformed Appearance". The only thing notable that is gained is the ability to manipulate the shadows or even Umbra, other than the obvious melee advantages. Special Techniques ~ The uses of the techniques listed below are currently unclear, but I assure you that they are used by utilizing the abilities listed above. Their names are simply listed, when their uses become clear, they will be elaborated upon. Devil Hunter Heaven or Hell Hell or Hell (Yes, I'm a fag who uses DMC4 difficulties). Biography: Incomplete. 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| Team 29 on the line... | I don't mind as long as he has the same intentions as before. |
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| Think smaller, more legs. Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Blowing up The storm's around. In a silence Have a better dream. There is an end but it's endless. Age: 15
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| The black storm brews once more... Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Rockhampton, QLD Age: 20
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| ??? | Greetings Zetsumi, nice to see you pay us a visit. If you're going to be here for a long stay, please inform me. That aside, I'd prefer for this battle to die. You three can continue without me if you wish, or if you still have the desire to battle me then you may challenge me in a separate thread. |
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| Team 29 on the line... | I have no desire to continue. Count me out. If anyone wants to fight me in my OTHER open challenge, follow this link |
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| Banned Join Date: May 2007 Location: American Age: 19
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