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Musashi Scrummy Translator

Gender:  Joined: 07 Nov 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 3:17 pm Post subject: |
OOC: In the interest of keeping post counts low, Shino has given me permission to control his character for the following dual attack. This post was written as a joint effort.
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Musashi and Shino stand next to each other prepared to strike. Shino raises Nero in the air above the midpoint between the two warriors. Musashi holds up the holy end of Luminaire and touches it to Nero's blade. A bright white light envelopes their bodies. Holy energy flows through the body of both warriors.
"CROSS BLADE!!!"
The cry rings out from both warriors. Suddenly, they can no longer be seen, moving faster than eyes can follow So fast that just the wind rushing past their blades would be enough to cut flesh.
Musashi and Shino leap back and then charge Mondain at a 45 degree angle. As the two partners near the Chaos Emissary, they vanish and timeport through their enemy and appear behind him. The path they take appears only as an energy trail from their unseen weapons, leaving an "X" crossed through their enemy as four deep slashes appear upon Mondain's flesh from the combined attack. The four gashes erupt with holy energy as Musashi and Shino turn to once again face their opponent.
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STR: 1000 END: 900 ACC: 875 AGI: 1025
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BryanFJ LFG UBRS

Joined: 24 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 4:59 pm Post subject: |
Takao quickly regained his footing as Mondain's plan to blast him off the roof was interrupted by Musashi and Shino's dual attack, and, in a flash, the orange "怪力" (kairiki) kanji could be seen emblazoned on his forehead, and he dashed at the Emissary, preparing for the final strike...
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_________________ Takao's PO is lost somewhere in the void of the internet.
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BryanFJ LFG UBRS

Joined: 24 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 5:11 pm Post subject: |
As Mondain reeled from Musashi and Shino's dual attack, Damion's charged catalka impacted square on his body, knocking him a step forward, and setting up Takao's magic strength-enhanced slice. Mondain's eyes widened as he brought up his morning star to block the attack, but Takao's katana cut straight through, and into the Emissary's unholy flesh. Mondain howled in pain as his arm was severed from his body, and he dropped to one knee, desperately clutching his shoulder. He shuddered, and then collapsed, sprawled onto the ground.
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The party members sighed collectively as the most powerful Chaos Emissary fell. Finally, it was over. They felt Mondain's flying-ban lift, and realized that now they could leave.
And then they looked up, and saw the sky.
It had turned a color black, blacker than they had ever seen before. It wasn't the black of Mondain, or his chaos spawn and bretheren. It was the black of complete, utter, nothingness. A deep chuckle from Mondain, however, snapped their eyes away from the sky and back onto the fallen Emissary.
"Revenge can be so sweet," he said hoarsely, grinning while he gasped for air. "Without Riselm and the tower," he continued, "and since it is cut off from the heart of the Chaos Realm, this pocket realm will collapse, along with everything inside of it. I may be doomed to death now, but you will all follow me into the void of nonexistence, and you will not be able to tell your world to prepare for the coming invasion of the Chaos forces!" Mondain's laughter echoed again throughout the realm as it broke apart, and the party watched as he let himself float off the rooftop, up towards the nothingness that was above. "Even in defeat," his words echoed down to them, "I am still victorious!"
The party members felt their hearts stop as they realized that Mondain was right -- none of them had any way of getting out of this realm. The portal they entered from was somewhere on this blasted wasteland, but, at the rate the realm was disintegrating, they'd never be able to get out in time!
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BryanFJ LFG UBRS

Joined: 24 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 5:15 pm Post subject: |
"First things first!" Takao yelled, wiping his katana and sheathing it. "Let's get off of this falling piece of rock!"
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_________________ Takao's PO is lost somewhere in the void of the internet.
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Shino Fade into this fantasy, caught in the web of time

Age: 49 Gender:  Joined: 15 Sep 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 5:28 pm Post subject: |
Shino nods at the wise Samurai. Mondain defeated, his wings are now free. He flies over and picks up Takao and lifts him off the falling roof top.
"MUSASHI, GRAB REV... LEWS GRAB DAMION. LET'S GET OFF THIS ROCK!"
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_________________ So many games... so little time
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Therin Gloompf. Iggle!

Gender:  Joined: 24 Sep 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 5:48 pm Post subject: |
Lews Therin slowly sinks to the ground, too drained to even stand. Damion walks over to him, but the older man waves away his son's help.
"I can't get either of us off this rock, boy, sorry. I can't even stand up on my own."
Damion falls to his hands and knees, watching the others fly off into the distance. He looks at the ground, then at his father, then down at the "floor" as tears come to his face.
"It's been nice knowing you, pop. I just wish I could arrgh..."
The boy's back arched and bulged, popping and crackling as it grew in strange ways. Suddenly, Damion's shirt tore and out burst a huge white pair of wings, shining in the dim light of the chaos plane, feathertips a dark blue color. Damion flexes his new wings and begins to laugh...then hears a low cry. He looks around. Lews therin isn't there. Damion runs to the edge of the block in the direction he last saw his father and looks over to see the mage falling, frantically waving his arms and yelling "BOOOOYYYY!!!"
Damion laughs again and launches himself out into the air, folding his wings and streaking down after his father. He snatches Lews Therin out of the air by his legs and together, son and father fly off after the other pairs of fighters.
"Bloody hell, boy! You need to warn people before pulling something like that!" states the dangling mage. |
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Wins 45 - Losses 36 Level 10 |
EXP: 6251 HP: 2600
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STR: 950 END: 825 ACC: 825 AGI: 800
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Musashi Scrummy Translator

Gender:  Joined: 07 Nov 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 6:22 pm Post subject: |
Musashi kneels for a moment and picks up the crystal shard from Riselm he had found at the start of the fight, pocketing it into his gi. As his wings regain their ability, the tower drops out from under him. Hearing Shino's command, he swoops down and grabs Reverend by the arm, his golden wings glowing faintly.
"You saved us all back there, now let me return the favor."
Musashi and Reverend quickly fly up next to the others watching the void slowly closing in around them.
"Now, Reverend, how the heck are we supposed to get out of here?!?" |
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EXP: 8440 HP: 2800
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BryanFJ LFG UBRS

Joined: 24 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 7:03 pm Post subject: |
As the tower crashed to the ground beneath them, the party surveyed their surroundings, but could neither see nor feel any trace of the portal that Mondain had opened. The gusts upwards became stronger, and the party was forced to land or risk being sucked into the void above. It was then that they truly began to lose hope. The wind began to whip against their faces, and chunks of the ground began to break off and fall upwards as the pocket realm continued to collapse. There was no way they would find the portal in the scarce time they had left.
And then, one by one, the party felt a presence beside them. They each turned to see a ghostly bluish image of a man. They did not recognize him at first, but quickly realized that he was nearly identical to Takao. Even the gi pants were the same design. However, there was something... different about this apparition that set it apart from Takao. The apparition turned, and beckoned for the party to follow, then walked quickly off in a seemingly random direction. |
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BryanFJ LFG UBRS

Joined: 24 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2003 7:06 pm Post subject: |
Takao's eyes widened as he saw the figure. When it turned and beckoned the party to follow, he was the only one that didn't immediately start to follow. Instead, he set his jaw and sat down on the stony earth.
"I... I am sorry," he said, closing his eyes, "but I... I am not worthy of his help. I cannot follow him. What little honor I have left will not allow it." |
_________________ Takao's PO is lost somewhere in the void of the internet.
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Reverend I kin

Age: 41 Gender:  Joined: 21 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2003 1:08 pm Post subject: |
OOC:We've got clearance to post again? Well why didn't you say so?!
BIC:"I don't know Musashi, all my efforts to locate a Chaos portal have been fruitless. Mondain apparently warped this pocket realm to not let other emissaries make use of it."
"We seem to have no choice but to follow this apparition and hope to Mod that it helps us." |
_________________ Pot, Burden of Dilligence, One of the Pans of the aPOcalypse
PONY's Preacher Man
Token Social Scientist
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