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| Osiris[w] V. Nine; Gem Spar | |
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| Topic Started: May 23 2011, 09:12 PM (158 Views) | |
| Osiris | May 23 2011, 09:12 PM Post #1 |
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Sweat dripped from Osiris' brow as he walked over to the ships gravitron and shut it down. Grabbing a towel he quickly wiped off his face and hands. The half demon was getting so use to the 25 times gravity he almost felt awkward without it. After several moments of stretching he had finally become accustom to the natural weight of his body again. For a moment he was lost in thought sitting in the command chair and watching the screen display different information about several various planets. Osiris had yet to fully commit to which planets he would visit first. Even after a couple hours of training he was restless and barely worn out. Shaking his head he stood up and snatched his cloak. Grabbing the chain connected to his belt, Osiris pulled his purple gem into his hand. With a quick thought he pushed his mind into the glowing stone. Within seconds he was standing on a new landscape. Giant trees created a canopy that blocked out the sky. The ground was covered in a soft carpet of dead leaves and moss. The air smelled fresh and sweet, but was heavy with moister. The sound of a distant thunderstorm echoed softly threatening rain. For a short while Osiris wandered around looking for an clearing, but soon gave up. There was enough space to fight in between the trees. Still, wielding his large sword in the area may prove somewhat difficult. He decided then that Zar'rock would stay on his back unless he was meet by a foe much greater than him. Finding no reason to keep walking around, the half demon jumped up onto a high tree limb, snapped up his hood, and got into a comfortable position to wait. Word Count: 292 |
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| Ace | May 23 2011, 09:34 PM Post #2 |
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Darkness had finally enveloped the sky as the stars shined brightly over the horizon. The glow of a distant campfire was the only thing that could be seen though out the night. A tall white haired warrior could be seen huddled over the campfire as he prepared his freshly caught meal. Nine turned the rabbit slowly over the fire as the flames cook the meat to his liking. His face was still drenched in sweat after the long day of training with Master Luther. He cringed as the blood ruby around his neck begin to heat up under his saiyan armor. He had just recently started to use the gem only to fight an unknown warrior in a ruined city earlier in the week. The cyborg felt the call of the jewel as he slowly took it off his neck and stared at this new precious jewel. Who is waiting on the other side...He wondered as he felt something burning over the campfire. Damnit...He sweared as he quickly took the burnt meat off the fire and place it on the log next to him. His patience thinned as he wondered who was on the other side of the gem. Nine grasped the gem into his hand and clear his mind as the magical item transported his mind the astral realm. Within seconds he was standing on a new landscape, lush vegetation surrounded him as it seemed he appeared in a dense rain forest of sorts. He heard thunder over the horizon as he begin to wander though the dense forest. His scouter frantically activated as it picked up a power level not far from him at all, only to be right above him. He looked up to see a hooded fighter couching in wait on the tree limb above the white haired warrior. I guess your the one that called....Nine yelled as a purple aura exploded outwards around him, as his power level begin to rise also. WC: 330 |
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| Osiris | May 24 2011, 01:21 AM Post #3 |
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Osiris watched as a tall white haired man appeared out of a luminous cloud of red. He watched intently from his lofty position to see what the man would do. For a moment he simply stood and swiveled his head side from side. He seemed to be searching for something, or someone. The half demon figured he was looking for him. There never seemed to be more than two people in the sparring realm at a time. After a few moments the saiyan looked up and noticed Osiris. He yelled something odd and then began to power up. Hmmm, his aura is the same color as mine. Though it looks somewhat smaller and dimmer than mine. Maybe that means something, or maybe it means nothing. So much to learn. Shooting up out of his standing position, Osiris launched himself into a back flipped and descended to the ground. Landing softly on the balls of his toes the half demon immediately shifted into a fighting stance. He moved forward carefully gauging his opponent's reaction. With a sudden burst of speed the demon's right leg swept low to the ground in a round house kick aimed at his opponent's left knee. While retracting his kick, Osiris lashed out with a quick one-two combo to his opponent's chest. Shifting his weight to his right foot, he snapped out a front kick to the saiyan's gut. As his left foot swung back he immediately started backpedaling. After creating some room between his opponent Osiris sized him up once more. His dark purple eyes peered out from the hood of his cloak. Every move mad was important in a fight. So to was being able to pick up on all the little signs those movements gave off. Even in the midst of his concentration, something stirred in the back of his mind. Word Count: 308 Total Count: 600 |
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| Ace | May 24 2011, 09:40 PM Post #4 |
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Gol D. Ace
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Nine watched the half demon back flipped from the branch he was couching on in wait. Already I can tell this is going to be a piece of....While the hybrid often got lost in conversation with his self in his mind, this was not the time or place it should be happening. The half saiyan let out a loud oof as he landed flat on his ass from his opponent's attack. The failed experiment lowered his head backwards as the half demon's foot came sweeping by exactly where his head should have been. With a the momentum of shifting his body weight backwards, Nine pressed his hands against the ground and flipped backwards while landing on his feet, surprizely with his size and all. Damnit...The half saiyan cursed as his opponent pressed his attack once again, his arms exploded outwards with ki. He clenched his fists, and stopped his opponents attack in it's tracks, blocking them perfectly with his ki infused punches. As the half demon lashed out with a kick, Nine placed his hands over top of each other and blocked the incoming attack only to be sent sliding in the dirt behind him from the force of the kick. The purple glow from his hands faded as dirt and debris kicked up from the sliding warrior. Now it's my turn....He forced his foot into the ground to stop the momentum, while opening his mouth wide as a purple glow begin to emerge from it. A burst of ki exploded from the saiyan's mouth and slammed into the ground in front of the mysterious warrior, hopefully kicking up mud and grass into the air, in an attempt to somewhat hid his next attack. He charged his opponent without thinking, but right before he reached his opponent, he swept out his leg as he attempted to bring his opponent to the ground. Nine raised his neck up trying to forsee his opponent dodging his leg sweep then his eyes begin to glow purple as ki lashed out from within them, aimed directly towards his opponent. That should do it... WC: 364 TWC: 694 |
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| Osiris | May 24 2011, 10:24 PM Post #5 |
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Osiris shielded his face as dirt, rock, and moss exploded off the ground. The large siayan came rushing head long through the dirt cloud straight towards the cloaked fighter. Just before reaching an attacking distance the white haired man slid shortly and threw a sweeping kick ankle high. With quick reactions Osiris jumped a short distance directly up into the air. It would seem his opponent had expected this though. Purple light started to spill out from the saiyan's eyes. Recognizing the attack from his previous fights with Zorn, the young warrior decided not to let the attack come to bear against him. Summoning his own energies, his arm began to glow with a deep violet glow. Lashing out while still air born, the Blast Punch was aimed directly for his opponent's eyes. The two Ki attacks met and then exploded. The small shock wave pushed the cloaked figure back several yards. Slamming his feet into the ground, Osiris came to a grinding halt. Feeling no reason to pause the demon dashed forward, closing the gap between the two fighters quickly. His right hand pulled back into a fist at his right hip, and his left hand out in guard. Just as he threw the punch though, he flashed away out of sight. Reappearing out of the speed teleport, Osiris was descending straight down with his knees tucked to his chest. With great effort he drove both of his feet down at the saiyan's spiky head and broad shoulders in an attempt to drive him into the ground. After throwing the double kick, he flashed away again. This time reappearing directly in front of his with an upward swinging kick meant to launch his opponent into the sky. For good measure, and some amusement, Osiris dashed over to a tall tree. Grabbing the trunk with his arms he quickly up rooted the plant and swung it down on his opponent's head. Figuring it would break, he then leaned back getting his palms under the tree and launching it threw the air like a missile. Standing with his back straight, the half demon snapped back his hood. He didn't want his side vision disturbed in case the saiyan intended to do something similar to him. Though he was not very worried as the other fighter didn't seem as powerful, the young fighter thought back to another spar he had not long ago. It taught him not all opponents are what they seem, and some are nothing like what they seem. It would not be a mistake quickly repeated. Word Count: 427 Total Count: 1, 027 |
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| Ace | May 25 2011, 12:59 AM Post #6 |
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The two ki attacks collided with each other sending the white haired warrior saiyan flying backwards. Then the half demon was upon the half saiyan warrior once more and perhaps the final time in this short spar. His opponent came at him with his right hand pulled back in a fist. Nine braced his self for the impact of the fighter only to be crashed down from on top of his head by the demons knees placing weight on his shoulders. The weight from the fighter drove the cyborg down straight into the ground, only to be kicked straight back up by a front kick. The half demon warrior then uprooted a near tree, and slammed it onto the half saiyan warrior. The tree broke into millions of pieces from the impact only leaving the bare stump reminding. Nine laid on the ground, broken and beaten as the other warriors attack was upon him once more. The unknown warrior threw the reminder of the stump though the air like a missile, and collided into the half saiyan, causing blood to cough up from his mouth. Nine slowly drifted away from conscious as a blinding light instantly rushed though out his mind. The cyborg jerk back into the world of reality. The smell of burnt meat filled the air, as the sound of the nocturnal animals could be heard chipping though out the makeshift camp site. Damnit...Another lost. Nine sighed out loud picking up the piece of burnt meat on the log. He then placed the blood ruby into his pocket, and looked up into the night. He wondered how many great fighters existed though out the universe and how many of them actually was more powerful then he was. *sigh* Another day another time.... WC: 315 TWC: 1009 |
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