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| Chaos X Osiris [w] V Jordan [l]; Sneak Attack | Inferno Rod Stolen | |
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| Topic Started: Aug 13 2013, 01:25 PM (1,550 Views) | |
| Chaos | Aug 13 2013, 01:25 PM Post #1 |
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The Cosmic Emperor
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Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? It had taken some time but finally the Saiyan’s energy reappeared. He snarled at the familiar sensation as if it carried a foul odor. Ai was right; Jordan was still alive. A flash of light signaled the start of his transformation, a burst of energy accompanying it. Twisting black flames obscured his figure until his ascension was completed. His body was adorned in armor that was somewhere close to the color of a the sky when a fire is burning in the dead of night, dark gray with red around the edges and making up the runic designs patterned down the center of the chest-plate. Broli had gotten in the way one too many times in the past few days and his punishment would be swift and brutal in the form of his friend's demise. To even go so far as to align himself with the likes of Gohan-- it was disgusting. And then to attack his comrades like a coward. He felt like an enraged parent; of all the crimes Broli had committed attacking Osiris and Kakarot was what really fuled Chaos' need for revenge. Today he would learn true pain. Time to repent. He glanced over his shoulder to address his hunting partner. “It’s time, Osiris. We will retrieve the rod and teach this stupid bastard another lesson. Follow me.” The last comment was half serious as the next instant Chaos was already gone, the distance to Broli closed in the blink of an eye in his Ascended state. He wasn't slowing down or waiting, this was not going to be a drawn out conflict-- again. Osiris would just have to catch up. His narrowed eyes burned dark crimson at the growing figure of his target. He growled, sliding to a stop in front of the unsuspecting warrior and swung his brick like fist with all the strength he could muster, the muscles on his arms flexing like taught steel cables sending the punch into Jordan’s breadbasket. His arm remained extended but his fist relaxed as a leather wrapped hilt fell to his hand from a familiar portal. “Rarh!!" No time was wasted, each movement calculated as he slashed a violent arc through the air forming a T over Jordan's chest. He reversed his motions and the black katana followed suit but this time the swordmaster aimed across the knees instead of the chest. He stepped away from Jordan and allowed the sword in his hand to burst into crimson particles. Chaos had some time to garden. He knelt down and a red ripple appeared in the air above his open hand. A seed fell into his palm and he pressed it into the ruined soil. A clawed hand burst free of the ground hungrily clasping at the air. Chaos reached down and gave the arm a swift yank that freed the monstrosity from the ground. The green beast was short, roughly four feet tall, but covered with thick muscles that stretched its dark skin. It screamed at the low hanging moon above before rushing into the smoky battlefield in search of the Saiyan. The beast howled and expelled a massive wall of fire from its lungs like a dragon. He swept the raging inferno back and forth across the shadow of Jordan’s figure intent on having itself a cooked meal. It rushed closer, all the while expelling more fire from its lungs until it was nearly on top of the target with a clawed hand reared back prepared for hand to hand combat.
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| Jordan | Aug 13 2013, 05:02 PM Post #2 |
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Eternal Lifeguard
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-Presentish- Soon the hour was up and the nightfall soon set upon Jordan's shoulders, a soft chirp filled the warriors ear as his cloak was setting softly around his form. The warrior placed his index finger upon the communicator once more, and the monotone voice began as it had always do-- A sharp pain filled the warrior’s chest as an irrevocable power seemed to fly out of nowhere! Jordan jumped back, his lungs had exhaled all the air and was now making an effort in taking soft shallow breaths as he instinctively sat down into his coveted stance. White knuckles fleshing themselves out, as his fist laid over the top of the other...his breath stalking the wind that escaped so quickly. Two crimson orbs caught light the shimmering rays of the moon that pierced through the forest canopy, and for a brief moment Jordan had been taken back to the planet Arlia...
The momentary break was interrupted by a low growl, Andrasta warning her kin that an attack was on the rise...Jordan’s foe seemingly coming toward him like a wild boar acting out from its primitive nature. Our hero pre cognitively saw the difference and began to react, spinning and contorting his body around the unique sword...its allegiance only to its maker. The slices “whooshing” around as they connected with only the air. Jordan gave a grin, his instincts...his mind, and all his senses coming back from the momentary shock...although he could feel his chest slowly brusing. “Not bad...haven’t seen you in ages.” Jordan spat out as the regent came closer, bringing his weapon down toward his knee. “How about not..” Jordan mumbled, as his arms came instinctively up and in an “x” fashion as the weapon veered toward his knees. The distinct sound of metal flung itself through the air, as sparks followed the sound...Jordan brought his bracers up and pushed back, attempting to help his majesty back to his senses. Chaos stepped back, particles of the sword seemed to shatter...something Jordan had not seen before from this enemy. All the while, Jordan kept his eyes locked upon the foul demon and watched him as he knelt before the half-breed...”Are you finally yielding to my superiorit--” Jordan began to mouth as he noticed a Saibman seed being dug into the ground. “Son of a bitch!” Our hero cried out, detesting the cruel foe before him...using a saibaman to do his bidding...Jordan would not allow it, light began to flicker in the palm of our hero and as he was about to thrust it forward--a dark green animal bursted from the earth (with help from its master) and flung itself toward Jordan! The rogue Saiyan flew back into the foggy elements, disguising his form from the little green abomination. At least in part...Jordan could feel the summation of ki within the little growling beast! Our hero began to act, rebounding back and forth...from tree to tree and from depths harbored. His anchor was up and using his agility and chi to form a proper defense against the flaming walls of fire that began to consume the forest walls. Once an ivory, untethered cloak...was now singing with burn holes and splintered rips of holy fabric. The cloaked figured flew with haste, and agility...feeling the heat of the walls cascading themselves around him. Burning what little material covered his immaculate armor. Charred marks of black began to appear on our hero's face and other visible appendages as he continued to duck and fly through the falling layers of fiery forest! Grunting, the warrior continued...determined he would not fall again as he had once in a previous campaign against the evil known as Chaos. Mountainous trees caught fire, it's vines whipping themselves all around Jordan as he continued to stretch out with his mind and other senses...hoping to avoid all semblance of fire! A thick vine had come down seemingly out of nowhere...on fire, and in his projected path. There was no way to avoid and the warrior braced his self for the fiery fate that awaited him. He had failed, burns would soon inflict him... However, a deep guttural roar filled his mind and offered a brief barrier as ancient words transferred the fiery energy into a shield of valor for our courageous warrior! if not for his friend within his mind, and as quickly as the vine had fallen upon his body, Andrasta had began the incantation and set that flame into a harmless vortex of inferno around him, to protect...not inflict! The half-breed warrior was saved by his closest companion and her ancient knowledge of transmutation! As Jordan continued onward, his dark ominous eyes fixated upon the shadowy little figure that was blocking the escape..."You dare try to stop me vile creature!" Jordan roared out. A waning battle-cry from the wretched creature flared, as Jordan watched it close in on him, as if in slow-motion. And with the quickness of a snake, Jordan side-stepped and attempted to counter the attempted grapple in the fire and replied with a spinning fist toward it's mush-like head and a crescent-back-kick toward the little green-beans base of its skull. The elite could swear he heard it soar back through the smoke and fog...but he hadn't had time to visually check as he lunged out into the light and a safe-haven. Careful little one, even you are not completely safe from the fiery depths of inferno’s deepest blaze. Luckily I was able to transmute that energy into a protective shield, now let us be done with this demon! Andrasta resounded within the mind of her host! Jordan thanked her briefly, but soon was outraged with the actions his foe had taken, the fire around him licked violently back at the previous assailant, begging him to follow. “You are a coward Chaos!” he roared back through the Saibaman created flames. The half-breed warrior cleared the burning walls of inferno, finding his self into a grassy, wet knoll. Burning ash and smoke were somewhat stiffened within the forest he just escaped, and now the warrior spread his feet wide. The fiery shield being managed by the great spirit within him as he called forth more power to surface. The Heavens opened, and a downpour of water began to fall, touching the forest softly as it quieted the flames that it had not created. Lightning began to strike around the long-awaited hero and thunder applauded the ongoing transformation. Eyes like the deepest sapphires were no apparent and opened, his body bulging at every muscle group...and to top it all off, his hair on fire like a treasure trove of riches! That golden hue bathed him in gold, his orange fire shield licking about it wildly like a Virgin on prom night and our hero standing there...mightily like a wall of inconceivable force to be reckoned with. “Come Chaos, bring whomever you like. You do not have the power to defeat me this time. This time, you shall meet your father in the depths of the eternal inferno! “ Jordan roared out as soft beads of rain fell upon his face, the epitome of this battle growing...the climax nowhere to be seen, it would be a more drawn-out-battle than the mighty regent might have projected. For now it was his move, Jordan grit his teeth...waiting in earnest to see his enemies next move. Ki Used: -1.2% Ki Remaining: 98.8% Battle Fatigue (dmg): will wait for report Battle Fatigue (vit): will wait for report
OOC NOTE: For Mechanical Purposes using Broli’s wiki battle gear and all that jazz, due to Wiki transference...Alex already okayed it through aim. Hence my perks etc. etc. I also okay’d this with Chaos, and am not using the Leadership perk Jordan would receive. |
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| Osiris | Aug 13 2013, 08:59 PM Post #3 |
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Pallor Lord
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Darkness . . . fire . . . darkness . . . fire . . . The center of the room was dominated by a methodically spinning artifact emanating soft embers and equally soft noise. Darkness . . . fire . . . darkness . . . fire . . . Over and over it turned again causing the shadows on the rough walls and ceiling to dance with the steady rhythm as though enthralled. Darkness . . . fire . . . darkness . . . fire . . . His eyes were closed, but he could feel it upon his face and somewhere deep in his consciousness: searing heat, and then the cold of empty void. It was the all too familiar cycle of the Pallor Lord's life. Desperately blazing battles that he always managed to claw and tear his way out of through the blood a sweat. Then the silent strangling loneliness of the vast empty galaxy trying to steal his meaning. Gentle ambers landed across his cheeks before the cold air smothered them out of existence. Exactly. In so many ways, Osiris was the living embodiment of Cauldron; Tough, rugged . . . cast from torturous and unrelenting elements, smashed with devastation which left it broken and swallowed by the dark hollow, scattered, and trying to pull itself back together, to keep pushing into the future with meaning others refused to see . . . they were the same, Cauldron and her son. As much as he loathed it, as many of the memories left great gapping wounds in his mind - he wanted it back. He wanted what he had fought so many years for, what he had paid so high a price for as a young man: a home for his people. More than that though, he just wanted his friends back. He had a loyal crew, he had acquaintances, and he even finally had battle brothers . . . but he could never manage to find a pure, simple friendship. He wasn't going to take it any longer! He wouldn't let the loneliness crush him anymore! Darkness . . . FIRE! The whirling suddenly stopped as the Pallor Lord gripped onto the broiling staff. Small wisps of flame licked across the clenched hand slowly spreading over the black gauntlets and inching its way onto the forearm. "Osiris, Chaos is ready to have you at his side. The waiting is over." The darkly sweet little voice was like a key to a mad beast's cage. Toffit quaked like a beaten dog as a deep rumbling began to emanate out from the shadow ridden cavern hidden along the mountainside, "Farren." Amethyst fire with black hearts suddenly erupted from the planet in unnatural mimicry of a blazing volcano. Boulders flew from the mountain as the force of the expanding energy ripped apart the cavern entrance. In an instant, the structure was expanded by fifty feet in all directions. For a quarter-mile around, the thick vegetation was blown away, crushed, or reduced to atomized ashes. A dark figure bolted from the flaming maw dragging the violence behind him in his wake, and being propelled by it all in the same motion. In seconds, miles dwindled away and with their passing the inferno settled across the Pallor Lord's darkly armored body like a long trailing cloak. Then, for a moment, two dark torches brushed up against one another, in greeting, upon a hill overlooking many of Toffit's fine gardens.
"Let's just make this quick before any of the celestials feel the need to get involved. Its not exactly like we are going to be subtle," the Pallor Lord echoed the same concern he had brought up earlier to his Regent, but the man was already on the warpath. "No need to let the enemy see us both coming." Without further hesitation, the young Cosmic Lord launched off the hill crest becoming a dark comet burning across the sky. His path took a wide arc to approach from the west, but it was only a few short moments before he could here the clamor of freshly started combat, and see the great black plums of smoke rising off of the growing forest fire. Such a beautiful site, like the most brilliant gems suddenly coming alive to dance among the emerald growth. So elegantly out of place, and yet so utterly perfect. A reminder of what the celestial-kind had allowed happen to Cauldron. It was a blemish of sin upon their pretty little planet . . . a monument to the pain none of their magics could ever help ease in this madness stricken galaxy! And then it started raining. "NO!" the word tore from his throat without the hinderance of conscious thought and his body lurched forward into action before he would be spotted. Osiris dove into the center of the battlefield and crashed so violently among the burning trees their weakened trunks toppled like dominos trying to flee. Both hands gripping the ever burning staff, the youth drove it down into Toffit's body with all the force he could muster! The rod smashed the ground apart instantly creating a spiderweb of fissures. Ancient flames suddenly finding themselves unbound by the massive depths of rock licked hungrily at the air from the small openings. "This land now belongs to the last true Son of Cauldron! Rise with me my burning brothers! Defy the waters and winds! Rise with me in remembrance to our kin's once great world!" With every word nature began to revolt against itself shaking the ground in the upheaval of elements. The fissures grew rapidly expanding and swallowing up great chunks of the forest as though Toffit had turned upon itself in ravenous hunger! "RISE!" the Pallor Lord exploded upwards lifting the Inferno Rod high into the air, a general rallying his troops. Toffit heaved in pain as the ground exploded into massive geysers of ash that blackened the sky. The massive towers of smoke rose into the heavens forcing back the light and rain with its viciousness. The noise of an entire planet roaring reverberated as the very elements struggled desperately to correct the imbalance. That simply was an option with Osiris there rallying the fires trapped within the depths. Everything was changing, spinning, twisting, erupting, breaking . . . an entire swath of land in a mile radius was drowned in utter and complete chaos. One last bitter struggle as nature grudgingly gave way to its own destructive aspects. Finally, after a tortuous minute, the veil was pulled back. As though a hurricane had spontaneously formed, the great smothering clouds of ash began to rotate and rapidly retreat to the edges of the battlefield. Darkness . . . fire . . . Ancient powers long locked within the planet's interior peaked out from the great chasms opened across the earth granting a luminous audience for the combat ahead. Anywhere the ground had survived, young flames eagerly devoured what was left of the forest. In the new haze that replaced the once pristine atmosphere, five great monoliths rose up like fangs jutting from the world. Four stood at the cardinal boundaries of the ashen walls, and at the epicenter of it all rose the largest pushing the roof up over a thousand feet. Their dark obsidian bodies, covered in glittering runes of fire, were the pillars supporting, and creating the massive structure resembling a volcano stuck in mid-explosion . . . a swirling black pyramid looming over the surrounding landscape. "Your voice is infected with pride, Jordan. You will learn today that there is more than one kind of power," Osiris' voice echoed down from the central obelisk's smoke shrouded peak. Standing as a beacon of amethyst flames atop his perch, the Pallor Lord could see all that had changed. He had been glad to take the time preparing Chaos for what might happen when he unleashed the elementals upon the land. Even he had not been expecting such devastation so quickly. Then again, he wasn't completely surprised. Terraforming the world in such a way that the celestials had done required direct manipulation of the elements. If there is one thing that brought the fire-kin to boiling rage, it was subjugation. Osiris wondered how the enemy was handling the situation. He knew the Regent would be ecstatic. The man had a sense of artistic taste which could appreciate the beauty of a lethal landscape. Jordan though . . . the Son of Cauldron took a moment to put himself in the foe's shoes; Yes, yes I would be horrified, confused, even stunned by the raw violence. How will he cope though? Dark violet eyes peered through the smoke and haze at the golden warrior below. They would take the measure of this man, and then they would watch him crumble.
(I will get my stats in like two mins. Still double checking everything on my wiki.)
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| Chaos | Aug 14 2013, 04:24 PM Post #4 |
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The Cosmic Emperor
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C-H-A-O-S O-S-I-R-i-S spells danger for Jordan. Jordan’s expected words and Chaos’ subsequent retort were lost to the sudden rumble at their feet. The violent transformation of the landscape around them nearly knocked him off balance. Eyes the color of fine wine narrowed on his partner controlling it all. He knew this would happen but he had never expected it to be so chaotic. It was beautiful if not terrifying. His admiration for Osiris’ work would have to wait for another time.The Regent’s muscles tensed in preparation and his blood heated with anticipation. He watched Jordan for a moment, scanning for familiar weak points and trying to gauge any new weaknesses. Then with a soundless burst of movement he was directly in front of his target lashing out with his right elbow towards Jordan’s windpipe. With his right arm concluding his last attack, his left hand shot behind him and pulled a violet hilted blade free from a crimson ripple. His feet shuffled across the ruined ground as he slid into position for a particularly devastating flurry of his fine double-edged sword. From this balanced stance and his right hand darting to help guide the blade he thrust the point forward-- to the untrained eye. The swordmaster blurred seven attacks into a single deadly strike at several vital points and an instant later the weapon was back in his vault turning into the familiar particles. The sword left his hands still extended but empty but the danger was far from gone. He splayed his fingers out and each digit was topped with a tiny orb of black energy. The ten spheres flickered, crackling with power. An eerie light was cast over his face partly from the ultraviolet light of his energy and partly because of Osiris’ unique landscaping technique. His teeth bared in a dark smile and then- he was gone. And yet in the same instant he was there. His body seemed to blink from existence and reappear just above Jordan with both hands hovering an inch away from the ‘elite’s’ skull, the glowing orbs nearly grazing his hair. The moment erupted into chaos once again when he released the power welled up at his fingertips. Hundreds of blasts powerful enough to level entire cities converged on Jordan’s location. The sheer number of attacks coupled with its instant nature would make it a handful for anybody to deal with; even for a super saiyan. He floated softly to the ground and took a few steps away from the towering smokestack that formed where Jordan had been standing a moment ago. A dark sphere surrounded his body, red bolts of energy cracked and danced along it as the whole battlefield was bathed in the strange light. The ground buckled and fissured in response to the vast pressure that came with the release of power. He took in a steadying breath and glanced at Osiris then back to his injured Saibaman. The small beast looked back at him with purple blood oozing from the corner of its mouth. It was trembling. Surely the amount of force in Jordan’s punch caused it to be afraid like a child being hit by a parent; a being they could never hope to overcome. But what was that? That wasn’t fear Chaos saw in the beast’s bloodshot eyes. No, it was pure unadulterated rage; it wanted revenge. From where it stood some ten feet to Chaos’ left the green monster roared. A slit formed in the center of its bulbous head allowing it to split in half like a banana peeling. A noxious odor filled the area and from inside of the gaping maw in the creatures head came stream after stream of corrosive acid. Drops of it hit the ground causing it to his in protest, as if even the inanimate objects felt pain from being melted and burned. Imagine how the Saiyan would feel! The Saibaman rushed forward towards its target all the while spraying acid out of its cracked cranium like a fire truck. He stopped just feet from Jordan and with one last mighty heave of its head it released a massive gush of the deadly substance.
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| Jordan | Aug 15 2013, 12:58 AM Post #5 |
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Eternal Lifeguard
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As Jordan awaited, his power sparking every which way, his senses alerted him of a dark seed implanting itself into the middle of the battlefield. This seed, however, was not Chaos. A theatrical entrance was made by...none other than the crazed son of Cauldron! Osiris. Our hero watched him through sapphire orbs as the darkness within this one seeped out and awakened a rows and rows of flaming pillars, on top of which was the one commanding them. A fiery weapon sparking with imbued magic, much like its twin...the one Jordan had harbored in the vault of Justified Tyrannicide. As the new arrival spoke, lightning and thunder crashed against the maddened voice. Our hero's drums took note of the lunatic's words and tightened his fist as the ground around him began to set a-blaze. Jordan quickly vanished into the smog and away from the falling debris and malevolent hell-bent voice that accompanied the changing scene. His flames licked wildly about him, in the same nature as his new foe high upon the pillar..."interesting..." Jordan muttered as his innate power continued to flourish as time continued to tick away slowly. The rips in the battlefield continued to echo with the merciless voice of an old soul Jordan was not very fond of.. His shrill and twisted existence seemed to fling a foul tongue every which way, mother nature refuting his existence by painfully splitting apart by way of violence and fire. The very nature of this intrusion was tearing the battlefield apart...producing a a perimeter to try an contain the titanic-clash that was about to be unbound. The lone hero stood and watched, his face crunching down at the brow as he knew this planet, even with all its divine workings, would quite possibly end up like that of Juno. "No!" Jordan cried out as he pointed to his attackers, "No, you twisted fools...today shall be reclaimed and the darkness swept away from this universe!" Jordan spat out as the heavens turned red with blood and the fires erupted the scene further. Chaos...that name seemed to truly fit his adversary. This planet is protected, unleash our powers and be done with these pest little one. Take note of the environment and use her to your abilities. That little green monster cannot sense our presence and it will be easy to defeat. Focus upon the dog that is the Chaotic beast and its servants. I shall lend you every ode of power I can muster. the low growl continued to roar subtly within our hero's mind and soul. It was at that moment, Chaos appeared before him...Jordan watching him as his foe attempted to cut off his airway! A slow moving elbow cloaked in darkness moved toward Jordan's jugular, the elite quickly moved an open-palm up to greet the elbow in an attempt to 'dance' away to the side. Sapphire eyes twinkled as his flaming shield licked at every chance to burn and inflict further damage to the evil regent. Jordan quickly followed his palm with his opposite hand balled into a fist, flying toward his enemies own throat. That silver-tongue was not welcome here and the warrior hoped his strength would crush the air-way and take the warrior back down to the mortal realm. "I see you still think this world is yours, that injustice shall continue to rain." the half-breed spat out as his fist reached its hopeful destination. He so longed to hear the breath taken from the bastard before him! As the warrior retracted his fist, that blood sword appeared out of nowhere and came down swinging upon his very being. Jordan attempted to twist out of its way, but the madness that was Chaos seemed to already be able to go on the offensive yet again! Jordan was appalled and the nicks of the blade seemed to collect his precious liquid upon its deadly design! Jordan stepped back, his wounds in a circular fashion...not sliced, but churned apart like a drill being dug into concrete. The flames swirled and flared, the shield turned inside out and began to seer and burn away the inflictions! The smell of iron flavored the air as the wounds cauterized. Our hero tinged in pain, seven vital points being sealed and healed, thanks to his lingering guest within his very soul. Again Jordan thanked Andrasta softly and quietly to his self. The numbing had begun, his Saiyan heritage holding true as his blood boiled and yearned to be tested at full measure...and if ever there were to be a test at that level; Chaos and his minions would surely extract that sort of demonstration of the elite warrior. As the elite's skin numbed, the pain fading from his mind...Jordan could sense a meandering power rise. This time it was not Osiris, who had ascended in power while rising atop some flaming pillar, but Chaos own tainted energy that caught Jordan's attention. It was rising well over the millions, and within a moment his enemy had vanished! Jordan knew this trick would be to come close...but ho--without thinking the warrior flipped forward, putting two fingers to his forehead as the deathly rising energy fluttered into existence! As the flickering light expanded into millions of shards of energy, our hero watched from a distance...noting every detail around the group gathered. The warrior moved closer, avoiding falling debris and hiding within the smog of the aftermath. It was then he could hear the shrieking of a beast, and with a sigh his senses alarmed as it came closer through the smog...a shroud of darkness not higher than a midget. As it moved in closer, acidic substance spewed through the smog and toward our hero..."Fucking hate these things." Jordan grumbled as his mind stretched out and grabbed ahold of various thick patches of destroyed trees and lumber. Sizzling noises filled the air, and as the debris cleared a moving little creature came forth-advancing and spewing out more acid from it's disgusting split head! Jordan tried to move off to the side, but he was too late. The determination of the foul creature proved to be effective. HIs holy cloak was quickly being chewed on and eaten as some of the liquid-substance began to eat through his very armor. Stings of pain shouted out as Jordan replied equally. Growling in pain as his thickened skin was pushed to its limits, his toughness being tried. And like a thick hide of an ancient Ryuu, the liquid was stopped...its smoldering remnants all that remained, that and the burned smell of hair and skin. The small creature blinked twice before the rapture of Jordan's power came to full height! "RRRGH" he yelled out as he sent forth two arms toward the foul creature, "DIE!" he shouted in rage as his senses locked onto all his foes. His mind singling them out individually and sending out a flurry of blasts towards all three within fractions of a moment! Golden light filled the air, six blasts rang out through the battlefield...all aimed with intent to destroy! Jordan watched as the waves of energy flooded entirely and soon would, hopefully, engulf or destroy their intended targets! Without further ado (and moments after the elites initial attack), Jordan focused upon that menacing son of cauldron and vanished from air...disappearing as the limits of his speed were pushed, putting him directly over head as he thrust three golden rings of energy at him without warning or merit. "Another sort of power? Why don't you take a side seat to this contest, weakling." Jordan shouted as his technique sought out to bind and immobilize his foe! The clamoring of lightning and thunder seemed to praise the tactic entirely as our hero returned to the middle of the battlefield, fading within the slow-lifting fog to wait patiently for the next move. To formulate his own plans while under the cover of this shroud of death and destruction... Ki Used: -24.4% Ki Remaining: 74.4% Battle Fatigue (dmg): will wait for report Battle Fatigue (vit): will wait for report
OOC: Frank's stamina is too high, should only have like 5k left or so. |
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| Osiris | Aug 15 2013, 02:27 PM Post #6 |
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That one has a strong will, but no sense of finesse. Amethyst orbs watched as a little green-bean man surged forward in defiance of any fear it might have been feeling. Green ichor sprayed out from its split head and covered almost the entire chunk of land which the three warriors had been battling upon. Charred tree trunks were rendered down to black liquid, and the stoney ground was warped into strange shapes. Fast or not, there was no avoiding a shower of that size. And now comes the retaliation. Golden bolts of compact plasma ripped through the air, and Osiris found himself under attack sooner than originally anticipated! Over eager, or just afraid? Taking a step backwards, the Pallor Lord relaxed his body and began to free fall from his great spire. In the same instant, a golden flare streaked overtop of the monolith and then was swallowed by the swirling mass of scoria never to be seen again. Another heartbeat and suddenly turbulence shook the air as a second bolt of destructive Ki slammed itself into the pillar. Rapidly expanding into an explosion, the shock-wave flared out around the sides of the stone structure. The burning runes across the structure's surface danced furiously, excited by the violent release of energy. As heat and explosions tend to do though, the power rose upwards and evaporated into the murky atmosphere. All the while, Osiris descended effortlessly behind the safety of cover, his calm completely intact. More golden light filled the Pallor Lord's eyes causing him to grimace at the gaudy display. It seemed Jordan had taken the Versailes motto, "everything is better with gold". Afraid.
"I don't think you understand," a sharp, ringing snap emanated from the demonic vessel's fingers, "your situation!" Deep resonating howls filled the air as three wolves lunged out of the violet fire's surrounding their master. The burning beasts charged forward and swallowed up the golden rings like they were little more than some dog treats. In a flashing instant, their hides took on the hue of the half-saiyan's attack along with all its speed and power. The table hadn't simply turned, Osiris sent it flipping end over end. Three brilliant hounds snapped and snarled as they attempted to latch their maws around Jordan's arms and neck. Despite their appearance, they did not hold the ability to rend or burn flesh, but they could bind a mortal down better than any petty rings! While watching the wolves move well beyond his abilities to seize the free falling enemy, the Pallor Lord slid Zar'rock free of its sheath. The perfectly alabaster blade contrasted beautifully with the dark environment and sent shafts of reflected fire light piercing through the smokey air. Rock splinters went flying out from beneath black boots as the two warriors touched back down on Toffit together. The land mass beneath Osiris suddenly shifted under the force of impact! Like a sinking ship, the gigantic rock reared up into the air. The youth charged up the rising platform with his feet skimming across the surface without resistance until his feet pulled him up to the highest point. Without slowing down for an a second, he dove downwards with exponentially growing speed as the flames propelled him along like a rocket! "Where are you going?" the Pallor Lord called out as he caught sight of the glowing warrior trying to sneak back into the smog. Any sense of crisis or concern was completely void from the man's ironically icy voice. With the distance corrected, the Son of Cauldron pushed himself hard to try and encircle the half-saiyan in a single rapid motion. It took only seven fleet steps to get all the way around his target, and each step was punctuated with a strike so fast they all seemed to come at once. Again, Jordan's vitals were under assault as the baleful white lance stabbed at the 'elite's' inner thigh, nose, the back of the neck, both kidneys, the left bicep, and the belly just under the short ribs. NOW! Retracting the last left handed strike, the Pallor Lord snapped his hips in order to turn his torso with extra power. The Inferno Rod shot forward aimed straight for the enemy's solar plexus . . . a feint to trigger the trap. Azure lightning surged from seemingly every direction! Bolts of electricity jumped up from the ground at each spot where Osiris had touched Toffit's surface during his previous offensive . . . they leapt like grasping tentacles from the tip of the elemental staff . . . and they even descended from the tumultuous sky by the dozens as the static built up in the ashen barrier eagerly joined the fray. Each streaking mass of plasma set itself on a collision course for Jordan's body and in the process cirss-crossed with one another forming a net of shocking energy. Coming into contact with such an attack was just asking for your muscles to lock up as your nervous system overloaded. Even a few moments of such paralysis could mean the end of a fighter, and that fact was all apart of the plan. Taking a few steps backwards, the young warrior straightened his posture until he was standing at full height. The staff in his right hand rested with its butt upon the ground, and the sword in his left hand laid leisurely across his shoulder. Between the "homey" environment, and the Regent's presence . . . Osiris felt very relaxed even in spite of the barely contained sensation of war bound within his transformed body. "That arrogance will not protect you from reality much longer, Jordan."
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| Chaos | Aug 16 2013, 05:27 AM Post #7 |
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There's no one that can match me. My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable, and I'm just ferocious. I want your heart! I want to eat his children! “GRAWHR!!” The Saibamen howled in defiance of Jordan’s golden hued energy raining towards him and its shrill voice dissipated the orbs like flames being blown out. Chaos, icy cool and calm as ever, remained motionless in the face of destruction. “Pitiful.” The next words he uttered were a whisper yet reverberated through the battlefield and across the celestial planet as he spoke the dead language. “Recolligo, phasmatis flamma...” The effect was immediate, the destructive energy seemingly caught in a vacuum and twisted into roaring flames that coalesced his body. “You can not win, clown.” He watched silently as Osiris dealt with Jordan’s attack. His lips curved into a devilish smile. He had considered trying to aid Osiris but he was always pleased to find he wasn’t needed. Instead he conjured an illusion identical to himself with the same twisted grin. His technique was improving, this illusion of himself giving off a dummy energy signature identical to his own. There was practically know way to know which Chaos was the real one. Convinced his illusion was flawless he rushed towards Jordan at frightening speed. His fist was frozen in the air and his face was equally static. To any observers he appeared to be the clone, but the illusion was coming from the top looking every bit as dangerous as he would. He expected his target to recognize him as the fake and react to the clone coming down on top of him and then, he would strike with a powerful elbow at Jordan’s throat if he tried to move or react. Fire snapped around his arm as he retracted it and vanished, shooting to Jordan’s backside with a speed teleport. The ever menacing clone attacked the Saiyan from the front while the real Regent thrust his knee towards Jordan’s lower back. While his enemy remained preoccupied with his clone kicking him in the chest, the Regent lashed out with a heavy handed haymaker to the back Jordan’s skull. His movements were uncanny as he twisted and contorted in the air ending his physical assault with a roundhouse kick to the ear. Before Jordan’s eyes the illusion slowly faded from existence freeing him from the Regent’s trick. However, Chaos already had a hand extended and light brightly with violet energy. In the next instant the signature attack of King Vegeta exploded from his hand en route to Jordan a scant few meters away. He flickered from view again being propelled by a mastered speed teleport, his free hand out to his side holding another deadly Big Bang. He was suddenly a few feet above Jordan and the Big Bang was leaving his palm, the indigo colored blast moving like an ocean wave to overtake the man’s entire figure. Chaos hovered to the ground slowly and he was instantly aware of the ear splitting cry of his Saibamen. The beast, eyes burning like hot coals at its assailant, flashed across the decimated ground. The Regent’s crimson eyes followed the Saibamen’s vicious move, it slashed across Jordan’s eyeballs with its deadly claws intent on gouging them out. It’s feet hit the ground a second later but it continued to attack, slashing with its glinting claws once more; this time it tried to castrate Jordan by ripping at his groin with a violent swing. It roared once more and continued to attack madly trying to rip its target apart bit by bloody bit.
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| Jordan | Aug 17 2013, 01:41 PM Post #8 |
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Sapphire eyes grew large, as three hell-hounds lunged back forth toward the lone hero. As the growling muts neared with, drool upon their fangs and blood-stained claws...not to mention their flaming bodies. The rogue Saiyan dug deep into his reserves, "I don't think so." Jordan said calmly as a blue apparition appeared...manifested by Andrasta, the blue-image took on clone-like attributes. Hopefully fooling the mangy muts altogether. "I have my own pallor tricks..." Jordan whispered and silently chuckled at the pun, as his real body disappeared into the pallor lord's own smoke tempered trick. The dogs, as it were, dug their fangs and claws into the blue clone and continued to thrash about Jordan's (fake) body Watching from the darkness, and smog, Jordan chuckled...noting that Osiris had grown in power and knowledge. For the very Earth quaked and broke free from the land, sending ashes in all direction and roaring fires to accompany the disheveled land! The Pallor Lord, apparently, still had yet to catch on to Jordan's own trick...for he continued in the same trajectory toward the pinned body of Jordan's fake! The elite just grinned as he watched his foe slash ferociously at the blue clone. As Osiris did, the image disappeared...and his foe retraced his whereabouts. Little one...stay focused! Andrasta growled furiously as she noticed Osiris had finally understood and was beginning another deftly assault. The enemy closed in and offered the twin's rod briefly...Jordan could almost grasp it! The runes...the body of the rod, everything seemed identical to the one that lay in his factions vault! The only difference, was this rod was being used by the forces of darkness, "You shall be rejoining your twin, in the safety of our vaults..." Jordan muttered to the inanimate object. As the elite moved in to attempt to steal it from his foe's grasp...the land and sky both opened up with feral electrical forces! Plasma laced its way through with electrical currents...their trajectory climbing and descending all in the same manner; hell-bent on ensnaring our hero! In the mean time, Osiris had retreated...looking cool and collected as ever. Simply standing there with a sword upon his shoulder and the rod leisurely resting on the tampered ground. Our hero sighed, ascertaining the rod would have to wait...for now, it seemed, he would have to deal with the cage-like technique. Jordan had to act quickly, his body was laced with golden energy as his muscles bulged at the apex of his power. "RRRRGH" Jordan yelled out as his golden power danced upon the wind and met the living tentacles with extreme prejudice! The two energies intertwined with one another and wrestled for dominance! After a split-second, the two chains broke; leaving quite the display for anyone who was watching. Jordan again laughed as he heard the rhetoric of his foe, "My arrogance...well, this battle is far from over." Jordan replied softly, but audibly. A precognitive shadow then pressed upon the half-breed's mind...and with a sigh, the elite was on the defensive once more. It would seem that Chaos had a fine grasp of theatrics himself...giving up a clone who was dancing upon the branches of life, as the real one relocated in another position. The mindless gout was easy enough to decipher, and Jordan...focused upon the other...the one who's mind was teeming with activity. The elite warrior twisted and bent, dodging based upon his precognitive flash. Thunder clapped as lightning electrified the dance between the two titans..."When will yo--" Jordan began to say as the flaming foe had struck out in a notion that had not been predicted...Jarring pain rang out through Jordan's head, and quickly another snap of a leg kicked him back through the field of battle and crashing through various trees and rock! Silence seemed to accompany the fall, Jordan struck out a hand from the rubble and got his self up slowly. His head ringing, pounding as though he had been hit by a bus. His sapphire eyes locking onto Chaos, "Very well..." he mumbled. It was at that moment, Jordan's scouter sprang to life...the emerald screen danced and flickered with various variables as Chaos was surrounded in a shroud of death. Jordan had never seen his scouter do this before, but it began to project an attack...and if it were correct, the elite were not going to be caught in the deathly act. Without question, even if it were seemingly out of nowhere, Jordan sprang to into action as life had begun once again. The regent, had unleashed an ocean of indigo energy...one of the blasts reached its destination...absent of Jordan in the middle, and exploded with the already broken ground. Jordan could feel beads of sweat forming upon his brow...the state he were in was beginning to get heavy and exhausting. The elite would need to take action. A shining light cloaked itself over the half-breed, a light hologram of "CC" appearing around the rogue Saiyan as the other blast reached the unsuspecting hero. Another gadget of light seemed to be looking over the warrior, however...shards of indigo seemed to pierce through the saving technology and shot into our fearless hero! Jordan grit his teeth, almost biting through his tongue as cuts formed into his unarmored skin...his armor began to crack as the force of the attack resounded all around our hero. Crimson liquid dripped from a chunk of Jordan's cheek, the technique washed over him...ripping away portions of flesh. The elite gasped, the pain began to numb over as thunder clapped once more and brought him back to the events at hand! Although his vision was slightly blurred, Jordan could make out bits of debris flying through the air, truly chaos was all about, the blast from Jordan's enemies previous engagement sent even more dirt into the smog-covered air and more craters to this marvelous place. The field of battle was riddled with destruction, with death. Thunder, lightning and rain was now running through the barrier that Osiris had orchestrated. The rogue saiyan clinched around his holy cloak, at least what was left of it, and threw it to the side...it was at that moment the shrill little creature appeared out of nowhere again and was moving in close to Jordan. "Are you kidding me?" the elite muttered, the creatures movements slow and ungraceful. The little creature, however, flickered from sight and thrust forth a small claw toward Jordan's upper and lower half. The elite could feel the slight sting of a successful attack! Taken aback, with rage for his stupidity, Jordan focused upon the small devil...his privates and throat filled with numbing pain. "You shall pay for that!" Jordan shouted as he attempted to counter the creature's grapple. The elite swiped away the small arms and thrust two heavy fists forward toward the demon's chest. Hoping to knock him out entirely, or break his breast-bone completely! The warrior could of sworn he saw him flying away, but he was already flickering from sight and on the move to worry about the dull creature's whereabouts. Jordan appeared some meters away as he thrust forward a crimson fused ball of energy, its aim to destroy the blight of darkness that was the epitome of chaos itself. Lightning flashed and thunder applauded as the deathly ball of energy continued to travel, splashing water across our hero's eyes...his attention turning to the other blight upon this marvelous world. The crimson orb continued to shoot through the air, traveling end over end toward the infamous foe, Jordan constructed a buzz-saw of death glowing with his innate power. Within moments the warrior found the leisurely standing Osiris, locked on, and threw the slicing edged energy...guiding it to lock onto the last son of Cauldron. Ki Used: -25.2% Ki Remaining: 49.2% Battle Fatigue (dmg): will wait for report Battle Fatigue (vit): will wait for report
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| Osiris | Aug 18 2013, 02:19 PM Post #9 |
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"Captain, come in Captain!" Osiris touched the small device wrapped around the back of his ear, "What is it, Nellic?" The tiny voice whispering into his ear spoke again, "It looks like a small squad of celestials just left the fortress. I think they are heading your way to investigate. It shouldn't take them more than twenty minutes to reach you. Do you want me to run interference?" A shock-wave of dust and debris washed over the Pallor Lord as his feet felt the ground shake with thunderous applause. Jordan came stumbling out of ground-zero of Chaos' attack just in time to have his battered frame accosted once more by the ferocious green creature, Frank. "Hold back and keep an eye on them for now. I think we can still finish this before they arrive. Check in at the half-way marker." "Understood, Nellic out." A soft clicking noise punctuated the end of the transmission. Everything is on schedule so far, but why don't we move the time tables up. The Pallor Lord snapped his fingers and in an instant the three hounds slammed to the ground around him. The golden hue of their flames slowly burned away into the plumes of smoke rising off their bodies. Any opportunity to bind the half-breed down had been lost, for the moment. "Vanguard formation, let's go!" Osiris took off sprinting towards the Regent and his small minion in the hopes that he would be close enough to the enemy's next target that he could launch an uninhibited counter assault. Before he could actually reach them though, he found himself on the hit list! A disk of pure Ki energy was slicing its way through the air in his direction, "Don't miss this time." The flaming beasts charged ahead of their master as the deadly attack was closing in even closer. As their limbs stretched and pulled upon the ground to propel themselves ever faster, they seemed to get closer and closer. Soon their burning hides seemed to mingle with one another, and then it became harder to tell which legs belonged to what wolf. Just as the flying buzz saw was about to pass over, Cerberus himself lunged into the air! The three snarling jaws clamped down on the rotating disk like a dog park frisbee. So much forward momentum was behind the jump, that the great three headed hound began to spin forward tumbling end over end back towards Jordan. As if the laws of physics didn't apply to the summoned beast, its flipping body (and trapped Kiezan) kept building up more speed. Within two heartbeats the mass of four legged flames was spinning too fast to make out heads or tails. Another heartbeat, a new kiezan of violet flames was cutting through the air vertically as it sought out Jordan with deadly intent. All the while its whirling blade resonated with the howling sound of the creature which had given it life. Perfect timing. Osiris tucked the Inferno Rod into the back mounted sheath before launching himself into the air. The world behind him exploded into flames as he rocketed forward like the space shuttle taking off for launch! Both hands tightened around Zar'rock's hilt as critical violet orbs watched the Kiezan trying to bite into the enemy's flesh just ahead of him. The white blade suddenly lashed out in a fly by attack! It rose from earth to heavens vertical slash aimed for Jordan's torso. The dark swordsman hoped the cutting edge would find the soft spots in the half-breed's armor created by Chaos' massive attack earlier. But then the split second was over, and with it so was the attack. Almost immediately, the Son of Cauldron turned hard and came back around for another piece of the foe. This time the sword was swung horizontally in an attempt to slice open Jordan's lower back. Osiris swung so hard that the attack actually spun him around mid air and sent him shooting off in a different direction. In that moment of seemingly sloppy technique, the Pallor Lord's sticky fingers shot out and towards a small bag. With the extra distance of the sword between the two fighters, it seemed impossible for Osiris to reach. Impossible didn't exist with the proper planning though. Ghostly fingers extended from youth's gloves and wrapped themselves around the desired item. A second later, he was sliding to a halt along the ground hundreds of feet away . . . his hand clutching pilfered goods. Osiris pointed Zar'rock in Jordan's direction, "It seems we have different definitions of far." A wave of purple ki swept through Zar'rock and then exploded from the weapon's tip. A hail of blasts were sent flying towards the half-breed like a shotgun blast from hell. It was a much more efficient technique when one had the luxury of a single target . . . and the Pallor Lord had no intentions of letting the enemy catch his breath.
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| Aya | Aug 18 2013, 07:47 PM Post #10 |
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| Chaos | Aug 18 2013, 09:43 PM Post #11 |
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Lay down He was motionless in the face of Jordan’s incoming Ki blast that bathed it’s surroundings in crimson as it flew. At the last moment, he took a single step forward and raised his right hand to intercept the orb. It contorted and spun in protest against his palm as he swiped it to his side. He let out an exasperated sigh that was drowned out by the red hued explosion off in the distance. “You should have stayed dead! You can not stop us so just lay down like a good bitch!” His voice boomed louder with each word. A powerful push of his legs propelled him into the air over Jordan. His hands raised over his head as if to do an axe handle smash, but just as he reached striking distance a large blade dropped to his hands. With a roar he swung down with all of his weight behind the sword. He lept back getting some distance between them letting the sword return to his vault. Amusement glinted in his dark eyes as he pressed his lips together and whistled. The otherwise innocent action seemed to conjure dozens of portals behind the Regent-- but these were different. These ripples did not have the familiar crimson tone. These were jet black, signifying that they connected to somewhere other than his vault. And rather than swords, these portals seemed to be full of blood curdling screams. Small appendages-- for they could hardly be described as arms or legs-- poked from the inky portals and the occupants began to pour out. A foul stench, like hot garbage and vomit, followed the strange monsters into this realm. Chaos stood with his arms folded neatly over his armored chest his head tilted to the side wondering what Jordan’s next move could possibly be. Who cares? Shrieks even more disturbing than Frank’s filled the air and tore at their ears. In the blink of an eye the deformed shadow beasts tore across the ground towards Jordan intent on covering every inch of his body and swallowing the golden light pouring off of him. Surely the man’s self-righteous flesh would satisfy their oft ignored hunger. While the ‘elite’ Saiyan was dealing with the creatures of Hell, Chaos brought his right hand up to take aim with his fingers splayed. “Watch this!” he hollered at Osiris before fading from view. In the next heartbeat he was eight feet from Jordan with his arm filling the space between them and the shadow creatures. From the tips of his fingers a deadly shower of black and indigo orbs tore towards the Saiyan, the spray wide enough to swallow Jordan’s form many times over. Thunderous explosions destroyed the landscape and kicked up a dark cloud of dirt and smoke. The deafening eruptions overtook all sound except for the pleasure filled moans of Hell’s minions. Steam rose from the hand that had fired the Flash Bomb, the hand that curled around the hilt of a weapon that began to materialize before him. This was it, the legendary blade that predated time- Ea. A surge of energy filled his body as he burst into motion leaving another after image for his enemy to attack (if he could even react with the vile creatures assaulting him still). Ea screamed and his arm thrust it forward with more force than ever before. Then he struck again. And again. And again. He hacked and slashed and stabbed at every conceivable target on Jordan’s body paying extra attention to vulnerable areas such as the throat, tendons, ligaments and especially arteries. The pinpoint accuracy on display was a marvel of swordsmanship no other being could match. Ea spun madly at a pace no mortal eye could hope to follow, distorting reality itself as it cut and grinded against the fabric of space with each strike. Darkness began to emanate from Chaos as he attacked, filling the area in the same manner light would. And then, just like light, the darkness began to fade as did the shrieks, giving way to the violet glow of Chaos’ energy. His chest heaved rapidly as he took in quick shallow breaths. His knuckles turned white as he continued to clutch his most prized possession in his right hand. His crimson gaze watched for signs of retaliation from Jordan. The denizens of Hell began to evaporate, but not to return to Hell. Their existences had been completely ended in this final act. Chaos retrieved a small vial of green liquid from yet another portal. He flicked the cork off of it and drank the contents in one gulp. Instantly his body began to feel flooded with energy. His signature smile returned. While Chaos prepared for the next round, Frank was becoming increasingly pissed off. He moved as a green blur, leaping into the air to sink his teeth into Jordan’s delicate throat. His arms flailed madly and his left claw swiped at Jordan’s face in a wide arc. His teeth chomped once again, this time hoping to dine on the Saiyan’s ear. Finally, the bruised little monster landed ungracefully and thrust his clawed hand towards Jordan’s chest hoping to retrieve the bastard’s oversized heart.
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| Jordan | Aug 19 2013, 01:47 PM Post #12 |
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Hellish roars emulated from the direction in which Jordan had sent his slicing blade of energy, the elite raised an eyebrow at the sight that seemed to be launching itself back toward his direction. "By god." the warrior muttered as his sapphire orbs caught sight of a horrific scene-in-the-making. It was those damned dogs, hurling themselves into one being and biting into the very disc that Jordan had hoped would slice and dig into his foe like Marlin into smaller fish. It would seem that luck was not on his side at this moment...the warrior snarled as he watched the end-over-end dog leap its way toward him with the Kienzan inside of it. The energy was his own, homing back in on his being..."bastard." Jordan wasted no time as the howling beast transformed into an eerie sight of violet power of twisted energy...the elite raised his arm, sending it out and toward the howling mixture of death! Shards of violet hue were sent flying in every direction, the energy being dispersed and resent back into the atmosphere around our hero! "Yo--" he began to mutter as he felt a stinging pain beneath his armor...a foul blade scratching beneath his armor where it had been previously damaged! That portion fell to the ground as Jordan jerked his hand to the area, crimson liquid smeared across his tan hand...the half-breed warrior grit his teeth in anguish. "Son--" he began to spit until another attack seemed to sting at his backside! Black-dull armor slid from place and fell down upon the smoldering ground. Jordan fell to his knees, the stinging sensation clouded his mind for the moment..."Soon...soon you shall be gone." the warrior said silently through bloody teeth and tongue. As the warrior spat out a mixture of saliva and blood, his senses alerted him of Chaos once more! Sapphire eyes locked with crimson orbs and in that moment the demon-king had swung down with its impetuous comrade, Jordan shimmered from view and reappeared to the side of his foe. "Still too slow...like a bitch." the elite whispered into his enemies ear as the sword cracked and sniveled its way into the weary earth! At that moment, Chaos had leapt away from our hero and pursed his lips letting out an awful tone of high-pitched whistles. Jordan brought his hands to his ears as the noise beguiled the battle-field entirely. Dark portals seem to open up from behind the foul king...Jordan watching as dark beings crossed into existence, their stench coming along with them and filling the nostrils of our holy warrior. Little one, the one known as Chaos is calling forth a demonic horde...stay focused upon his energy and I shall guide you through the oppressing onslaught of demons! Stretch out with every sense and skill you have, and when the right moment has come, blast them all into oblivion! Andrasta roared through the warrior's mind as the field of battle became engorged with monstrous fright! As the grim, battered, warriors made their way Jordan spread his feet wide...golden and sapphire energy rose to new heights as the warrior called forth his entire power. "IF THATS HOW YOU WANT IT!" Jordan roared out in defiance of the horde, hoping the rise in power would delay their run and stir away their determination! Power leaped and bound all around the half-breed, the lightning clanged against the barrier outside as Thunder clapped even louder in reply to the undergoing Jordan was going. His power was frightening at the least, and mother-nature bowed in reply. The elite was teeming with golden energy, his eyes set upon the horde of creatures crawling toward him...the movements slow, and as he lunged forward he opened his senses and skills toward his enemy; trusting that Andrasta would guide his fleshly movements as he concentrated full scale upon the threat at large! The elite, with god-like speed, with the help of the Ryuu living within him, mapped a way between the flesh-eating beasts...his sole focus was upon the clad-armored Chaos that stood with his arms across his chest like a pompous and cocky ass. The elite could only grin as drops of blood riddled off his chin, and electric bursts of energy continued to radiate from all around him, as he continued to move through the scores of devils...his senses alerting him of a rise in energy of his nemesis! The horde continued to set in around our hero, and as they did the half-breed could feel Andrasta 'budge' him...notifying him of the opportune moment having arrived! Jordan's armor was frayed and torn, the mighty gem that rest within the crest of the Saiyan Elite had begun to glow and give off holy power. The light encompassed the battle-field entirely, as if the Saiyan race...along with the shard of the sun that was imbued within the ancient seal, had come to the aide of our lone-hero! Jordan could feel its warmth growing, lending him the energy to clash with the efforts of his enemy! As his foe appeared behind him, Jordan took a leap backward, his ki lending him time to flee the scene as was necessary...his right hand cementing around his left wrist as a wealth of golden and sapphire energy expanded exponentially. "Bakurikimaha!" Jordan shouted as the golden and sapphire energy streamed forth, it's power amplified by the sun-stone shard that rested within the Saiyan crest. Deathly howls of the demonic horde was almost non-existant as the latent energy shot through and decimated their ranks along with the help of the impending attack from Chaos! The two powers clashed, thousands of orbs with powerful densities versus a thick blanketed blast! Tree's became uprooted, the wind blowing fiercely against Jordan's frame as his efforts stayed fast...still flying backward! A loud unequivocal "boom" filled the entirety of the scene, blowing Jordan back and away from the sheer force of the blasts colliding with one another. As the elite-class warrior 'righted' his self, he was under the tattering pain of darkness...slashing all about his extremities the warrior screamed aloud. His cry, hopefully, would be heard through the barrier and across the land! Jordan vision was blurring, the pain seemingly non-stop...until finally the attack had finished. Jordan could see the calm and collected Chaos, his blur was unmistakenable...he watched the green saibaman lick at its claws as it had finished making its mark upon the warriors armor and flesh, alike. "I will...not fall!" Jordan yelled out rising to full height! Golden power tinged with sapphire hues grew, expanding beyond our hero as the latent energies sped off in three paths, splitting into six different blasts altogether! This power glistened through the dreary night, glowing like a light a streaking fire-fly in the darkness...radiating as a glimmer of hope for the forces of good. Blood trickled down his body, aches and bruises seemingly formed out of nowhere as his mind tried to push away the pain... The six blasts intertwined and swirled around it's counter-part as they continued toward: Chaos, Frank and Osiris. Again the energy-dan would strike fear into their eyes...showing that this warrior was not ready to back down, nor would he give in to any demands! Let me help little one... Andrasta gingerly said inside his voice, her presence soothing and helping mitigate the pain. Not entirely, but enough to consciously be...to continue the fight. Jordan stuck out his chest with pride, filled with not only air but with defiance for his adversary. "Is that all you have Chaos?" Jordan replied, a blood-stained smile coming forth as the words covered the distance between he and his enemy. Ki Used: -26.5% + 25% = -1.5% Ki Remaining: 47.7% Battle Fatigue (dmg): 19% Battle Fatigue (vit): -21kish
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| Osiris | Aug 20 2013, 12:37 PM Post #13 |
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Grind. Fires reflected in his eyes as Osiris watched thousands of demons get vaporized into a fine grey mist. Grind. Ancient flames leapt in excitement as the two warriors quaked Toffit for miles upon miles with their immense attacks. Their gushing orange bodies pushed upwards from between the fissures in the earth making the whole battlefield look like little more than a puzzle board thrown onto a bonfire! Grind! The Pallor Lord exploded forwards driving hard along the fractured ground towards Jordan. That same golden light sprawled out across the gloom as bolts of energy streaked at the charging figure. "Get a new trick![" the Son of Cauldron growled as the startling white blade arced forwards. Zar'rock sliced into the incoming golden bursts just before giving out a singular sharp note of music. In an instant, the resonating effects tore apart the blasts and sent their energy spraying harmlessly in every direction. The small golden embers hung in the air for a second, and then were scattered to the finds by the streaking mass of flames barreling through them. As the youth continued to sprint forwards, the flames around his body began to migrate and solidify. Black heart surrounded by amethyst . . . a crystalline blade formed around Osiris' right arm and extended his reach a little over two feet. Serrated and lethal, the fire-gem sword had never looked so powerful, or so beautiful with its cold, black flames barely contained beneath the indigo surface. Grind him to dust! The Pallor Lord flashed forwards the last several yards in a blurring instant. Crossed together the gem-fire and white steel formed an X before descending in a vicious cross cut aimed for the half-saiyan's left shoulder and upper chest. Both swords pushed downwards in an attempt to drive the enemy down into the ground as chucks of flesh were flayed off for cooking. Another blurring flash, and Osiris was driving in low behind his enemy. Again the contrasting blades swung out in unison to literally x-out their target from existence. Their serpentine and serrated edges aimed to rip across Jordan's lower buttocks and hamstrings in attempt to cripple the pointlessly defiant warrior! "Its time to lay down," the Pallor Lord whispered as he surged back upwards with a rising thrust. The gem-fire blade rose upwards rapidly trying to find the half-saiyan's fleshy back to sink into. All the while, Osiris was trying to read the small details that bespoke motion in one direction or another. A few twitching muscle fibers on the left calf, a slight hunching of the shoulders to one side or another, or the slightest change in air pressure as ki pushed against the wind. Anything could be an indicator of where the enemy might try to dodge to, and the Son of Cauldron had no intentions of missing it. His feet driving off the ground again, the Pallor Lord pushed forwards in an attempt to keep his target within striking distance. At the same time, he circled to the enemy's right so that he could always be attacking from a different angle! Note: sorry gotta run to class---will do stats and stuff in a little bit.
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| Chaos | Aug 21 2013, 04:27 AM Post #14 |
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The Cosmic Emperor
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Heroes. There is no such thing. Chaos’ cold predatory stare flicked towards the resilient pest. Ea whirred hungrily as he tightened his grip on the primordial blade. Jordan tried another Energy Dan, and predictably so—he was trying to fight all three of them at once. This made things all the easier for the Cosmic Regent who swept Ea in a wide arc, slapping the golden blasts away with little more than a shrug of effort. Frank, meanwhile, screamed like an angry baboon, following his creator’s lead and slapping at the blasts with its clawed hands. A moment later multiple bursts of pressure rushed over them as each of the attacks detonated a safe distance away. The little beast looked down at its hands, aware of a searing pain from the effort of deflecting just powerful attacks. It’s eyes flicked towards Chaos with fear and admiration; he made it looks so easy. The Regent inhaled deeply and frowned catching a nauseating whiff of his burned arm. His eyes narrowed on the wound knowing that the charred red that had replaced his usual complexion was cause for concern. How long had he been plugging away at his prey without noticing? Even the brief moment he took to realize his injury was enough to make him aware of the pain accompanying it. It was a bearable pain for a warrior of his caliber but the sizzling skin and nerve endings would not be ignored. He spat at the dirt before holding his burned arm up for all to see. “Do you see this? This is the best you could muster, Jordan. One last chance; hand us the Inferno rod, and walk away,” he said in a gravely tone. Past experience told him that Jordan would not let things go the easy way, but hey, you can always pretend to offer a civil ending. Chaos always gave them a chance. He wasn’t exactly mad yet—just annoyed. He closed his eyes and sighed. Even then as he seemed off-put by the whole ordeal, the battle savvy warrior was cooking something up for the ‘elite’ warrior. There! A quartet of portals appeared behind Jordan, each one with a chain that shot out to bind him where he stood. The chains hissed through the air taking hold of the Saiyan’s appendages. Chaos’ eyes shot open and his raptor’s gaze focused on his prey. His damaged arm was still upright, almost an afterthought now until it dropped an instant later. That simple motion was the only warning, an incredible typhoon of steel shooting from the shimmering portals manifested behind the Regent. With the chains holding his body and the impending shower of steal likely holding his attention, Chaos made his move behind the furious wave of blades. The Regent’s body tensed momentarily before he rocketed towards Jordan leaving deep indentations where his boots kicked off the ground. Ea’s three sections spun furiously, drawing in thick tendrils of crimson energy when he burst into motion, his hair a wild mess of motion as he closed the distance in a heartbeat. He was rising into the air above Jordan with his arm out to the side with Ea ready to be swung. Just as the last weapon would reach Jordan, a macabre looking serrated spear, he slashed down with frightening speed and force, intent on cleaving the Saiyan vertically in two. His boots touched the ground silently a moment later and he backed away from the battered warrior giving Frank a chance for revenge; the poor guy had been taking the biggest beating on their side after all. His claws glinted dangerously, thrust forward to burrow into Jordan’s right pec. With a roar his other hand followed suit trying to pull out the Saiyan’s lungs. It chattered madly with what sounded like pleasure as he retracted his claws, its beady eyes staring with bloodlust and blind rage. His claws whistled through the air, cleaving a wide swatch across Jordan’s torso. The scent of Saiyan blood was already thick in the air, but Frank yearned for more; he wanted to taste it. He wanted to taste Jordan’s life force slowly slip away as the vital fluids cooled and his heart stopped pumping. If they didn’t get what they came for, Frank would get his wish. "Last chance."
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| Jordan | Aug 22 2013, 09:14 AM Post #15 |
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Eternal Lifeguard
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The son of Cauldron seemed to splay the energy Jordan had set forth with minimal ease, it's golden light dispersing into the smoke-filled air and dimming out like a candle being snuffed in the dead of the night. Jordan sighed, it was apparent that he was simply fighting a battle that could not be won...not at the moment at least. Little one, let us gather information and live to fight another day...this battle-field is not an advantageous one. We shall meet them again, in the future. Let your pride be pushed aside and give them the ancient relic. Andrasta hummed softly into the warrior's stirring mind. Again Jordan sighed, all the while keeping watch on the lunatic before him...it was at that moment he watched and felt Osiris' unnatural aura flicker to life in not only color but violence. "Eager to die? Distance was your best chance at minimizing damage..." Jordan muttered almost inaudibly as the son of cauldron closed in toward our lone-hero. A nasty blade of ki seemed to form around his foe's arm, the foul abomination seemed to glow brightly...having Jordan react accordingly, with his own manipulation of his energies. The Ultimate warrior's aura sprang to life, it's sapphire currents latching onto our hero like a lightning clad armor around his being. Gold hues of light continued to bath over the brilliant design as Jordan's enemy closed in and started slashing about frantically. Azul sparks exploded at every strike, stings occurring just beneath the vibrant display...Jordan merely stood there, looking defeated his mind and eye tracking the movements of the childish being before him. Every few seconds the blows etched in a painful memory...one that would not be soon forgotten. The elite cringed his teeth at every notion as the attacks had finally come to an end...small drops of blood quailing and hitting the smoldering floor beneath his boots. As the sword strikes seemed to stop, the Son of Cauldron did not..."Unwise." the elite mumbled as he side-stepped the close confrontation and spun around upon his toe, attempting to counter the lunatic before him. Jordan brought up his left hand, open-palmed and attempting to latch onto the very throat of his enemy. Hoping to squeeze the very air from it altogether, the warrior peered into his foe, hatred gazing upon him...."Do not try to come this close to me again." the warrior spat out as he continued to squeeze, and as time slowly ticked away Jordan brought up the back of his other hand, putting the boy back in his rightful place. The elite, again, attempted to flee into the smoke-screen around him...but was at a loss yet again. For the tyrant, known as Chaos, seemed to find Jordan in the darkest and smoggiest of places...it was as though he were a star-crossed lover. Jordan only grinned when the dark chains had momentarily looped around his appendages...his foe mumbling on about something, while showing him the charring of his skin. As the weapons were hurled upon him, shattering into pieces upon contact of the hero's thick hide...Jordan continued to grin, his senses locked upon his foe as he disappeared into the dark and grey sky. Jordan flexed his own body, the links in the chain breaking one-by-one...all the way back to the dark hole from which they were fetched! The crackling sounded like Pompei when it had erupted and brought forth the reapers' scythe to that time and place...our hero was free of the terrible force! Quickly the elite found Chaos and shimmered away from the foul beast, who at the moment was attempting to cleave him into two..."I don't think so..." Jordan growled as he slid away from the demon and that wretched blade. Sapphire eyes locked with crimson orbs for the briefest of moments, time looping itself in that very moment...until a foul little wretch tumbled into the elite warriors chest. "Enough!" Jordan yelled back at the foul creature, grabbing upon it's arm and repeatedly hitting it in the face. Four heavy strikes engraved their knuckles deep into the green face that were screaming. Jordan looked back at Chaos for a moment before he quickly jabbed the damn thing and sent it back to where ever it had come from. "Remember this, Chaos, that you have only prevailed today...not because of power, but because of fear. Next time, challenge me in the old way...and see how well you fair." Jordan turned his back on the regent, taking his hand to a capsule upon his belt..."It won't be yours long." A small capsule was flung into the air, back toward Chaos, "Now remove this barrier and let us fight another day. This planet should not become like Juno." Our hero stood out looking upon all the fires that burned into the field of battle, saddened he could not prevent it...with all his power, Jordan had been beaten by an unsavory act. It was unacceptable, more power...more was needed to keep things like this from ever happening again! Ki Used: -10.4% Ki Remaining: 37.3% Battle Fatigue (dmg): 19% Battle Fatigue (vit): -21kish
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| Osiris | Aug 23 2013, 02:09 PM Post #16 |
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Pallor Lord
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Osiris flipped forward into a roll as his enemy side step his engagement. The hard heel of his black boot shot skyward knocking a grasping hand away from his body.
The glowing sayian lunged as h spat his words and attempted to back hand the young Lord. Instinctively, the raven warrior's arm came up to meet the in coming swing resulting in a resounding clap of thunder as the two limbs collided. The sheer force sent Osiris sliding backwards dozens of yards, but besides a slight tingling sensation he was unharmed. Before the Pallor Lord could retort anything, the brightly glowing warrior tried to retreat back into the smokey haze . . . as if he wasn't a glowing eye sore that could simply blend into the gloom . . . After a fair bit of pointless scuffling, Osiris snatched a capsule out of the air and clicked down on its plunger. A great puff of white smoke emerged from the device like some kind of magic trick. In a second, another great staff of glowing embers was clutched in black, clawed hands. A rush of ancient power flooded suddenly flooded into the Pallor Lord's body as the twin rods burned even brighter! Their resonating energies fueling one another until they almost looked like glowing ingots straight from the forge. Flashing images seared into Osiris' mind as he felt, for the briefest of moments, the burning runes etch themselves back upon the flesh of his right arm. What he saw and felt though . . . it defied all expectations! Farren, was it Farren? The great beast's fiery mane looked like it could go out at any moment, and the flesh beneath was pale as ash. The hounds body shivered as though with a great cold. Then the scene shifted instantly. Ice, a fortress built entirely of Ice upon a frozen tundra stretching as far as the eye could see! Flurries of snow drifted out of the cloudy sky falling upon hulking bodies that roamed the open plains. The figures would not come into focus though, no matter how hard Osiris pushed his mind to visualize these beings . . . it was as if he were trying to peer through an unseen veil. Again the vision shifted, and the Pallor Lord suddenly felt as though he were adrift in place even as his feet were planted firmly upon Toffit's soil. A small ball of snow sat among utter blackness slowing spinning, but not seeming to go anywhere. Then, as though someone were poking pin holes in the backdrop, small lights began to twinkle within the darkness. What planet is that? None of the star systems around it look familiar. Before he could search out anymore clues, the image shifted for the last time. Bars, small pillars of perfectly clear ice surrounded him on every side. Just beyond them, the fuzzy-unfocused figures lingered and acted as though they were speaking . . . but there was no sound. It was absolutely silent, oppressively silent. Osiris railed his mind against the strange entrapment as he felt the familiar sensation of looking at the world from someone else's eyes! FARREN!! FARREN!! He screamed into the vision with all the force he could muster with his mind. Over and over again trying to reach out to a lost friend just beyond his reach, and countless miles beyond him at the same time. The soft glowing warmth of a bed of embers brushed against Osiris consciousness as he began to fall back into reality. "I am coming for you, Farren," the young Lord whispered to himself as he felt the sensation fade away. The world came back into focus along with the abrasively arrogant voice of their enemy . . . . he couldn't take it anymore. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Osiris snapped losing his regal dignity, "You don't know us fool! You don't know what we strive for, what our dreams are! You don't know what its like to truly sacrifice! To lose yourself in the grief and to keep pushing forward! You think its sad what happened on Juno? THAT WAS NOTHING! Every day the saiyans and Planet Trade Organization commit genocide for profit and amusement!" The power of the Inferno Rods excited the fires burning within the youth, "I will burn a hundred worlds if it means I can forge a new dawn better than the last! I won't see your petty sentiment get in the way!" Twin staves of burning ember slammed into the ground and in an instant chaos was summoned back upon the world. The towering pillars of black stone retracted back into Toffit's mantle so quickly the entire crust heaved and lurched as geysers of lava shot into the sky! Without the stabilizing structures, the great pyramid of burning ash crashed in upon itself. The swirling mass imploded, driving down upon the ground with relentless force . . . a force Jordan stood in the way of. Like a great tsunami, the wave of tephra washed over the glowing half-breed completely devouring his form into the darkness. The winds howled louder than any even Ippen's great gaseous form could possibly produce naturally, and for a moment Osiris worried he might actually go deaf. Within seconds, the mass of pulverized rock pushed its way out across the landscape. For miles around, the once green land was completely blanketed in thick deposits of the black minerals! Dark violet eyes stared into the massive dunes created at the epicenter until he spotted what he was looking for . . . a battered and beaten body laid half buried. Osiris glowered at the warrior's brutalized body. The light had been snuffed out , but the chest still heaved with labored breathes. Such a pity . . . . "Let's go before we have to deal with anyone else," the Pallor Lord threw the newly acquired Inferno Staff over to his Regent. Fin. Actions: 1. Resilience vs counter 2. Verify Inferno Rod 3. Leave Jordan in an unconscious heap 4. Give Inferno Rod to Chaos 5. Leave. |
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