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Post by Satsujin on Nov 24, 2004 0:42:53 GMT -5
Iltanesh's blade cuts into Satsujin's gauntlet about an inch deep, just bairly slicing the outside of his arm making it bleed darkness. Satsujin looks at him with a frown before punching out with his available fist. There was no way he could reach with a normal punch since Iltanesh had made a run-by attack, but Satsujin's arm streatched out like a snake striking, his armored fist heading straight for Iltanesh's face.
Satsujin's arm was cut off by Doreamon's attack, but instead of it falling to the ground it just floated there in mid air. After a few seconds it reattached itself as he cracked his kunckles. Satsujin kicked out at Doreamon's stomach.
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Nov 24, 2004 0:47:56 GMT -5
Virgil shouts, a grin spreading on his face, a swings his own blade to strike at Satsujin's sword. He is suprised to find, just a moment later, that his directional force has reversed with a rather jarring shock.
Rolling head over heels, his sword flying from his hands, Virgl catches himself on the fourth roll and lands on his feet. He flexes his hands and is suprised to find the bones all his fingers and both hands have shattered.
Clintching his hands slowly into fists Virgil knits the bones and straightens. That had hurt. Nothing was really something. And that sword hit hard!
The Nothing has it's attention directed on the other now... a chance at a strike? Raising his hands into position a longbow of silver and white light appears in Virgil's hand. He draws back the string and an arrow of silver forms against the string. Taking quick aim, Virgil fires the arrow, aiming for the Nothing's neck.
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Purge
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Post by Purge on Nov 24, 2004 0:53:27 GMT -5
He tired of the nihilist pitiful attempts. However they were serving what little purpose they had. He walks away from them as they all fight the bloodspeakers. He does not stop nor challenge anyone.
Suddenly he was there no more. Using the void he made his way to his master. He wished to help him and make his contribution to the end of the world.
Suddenly black light seeped from Satsujins chest and lower torso. Purge emerged from his master with his sword first. He stepped free of Satsujins body and looked around.
He glared at all of his masters opponents.
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 24, 2004 0:58:46 GMT -5
Satsujin looks down at his own chest in surprise to see Purge use his body as a terminal to teleport from. Satsujin raises an eyebrow as he watches Purge look around.
"Um... Okaay... I think you have sufficiently invaded my personal space... In any matter, take care of that one. He is becoming quite annoying."
He points at Iltanesh.
Just then he feels energy being built behind him. He quickly turns just in time to see Virgil fire an arrow of light at him.
"Ha!"
Satsujin laughs as he retracts his arm he used to strike out at Iltanesh to catch the arrow. He is surprised however when his arm is vaporized as it cuts right through it, then slicing right through his neck. Satsujin's head floats off to one side tilting slightly as he coughed up darkness.
"Okay..."
Satsujin reaches out with one hand and grabs his own head, placing it back on his shoulders as it reattaches. He clears his throat.
"Right.... AAAAAAHHHH!!!"
Satsujin charges Virgil, leaving his sword behind, punching out with his right fist as he reaches him...
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Purge
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Post by Purge on Nov 24, 2004 1:09:04 GMT -5
He smiles sadistically as he turns to Illtanesh.
"Piyiful fools. You think you can harm this great immortal? He has survived eons in the void and the likes of beings such as yourselves. You are all in for a rude awakening once he defeats you all."
Purge holds his sword up. the tip is even with his head. He pulls his right elbow back bracing the sword with his hands. A black like aura errupts from the blade. It looks as if it is illuminated with a black light. He gives Illtanesh his full attention.
"Except you. My master has given me the pleasure of disposing of you..."
With that he charges Illtanesh bringing his sword up high over his head and forcing it down with a purplish light trail following its arch. He speeds up as he comes closer to the man.
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Nov 24, 2004 1:14:39 GMT -5
Virgil's grin of victory turns to a blank look of suprise. Even he couldn't put off something like...
His head snaps around like a mouse trap going off as Satsujin's fist connects with his chin. Virgil flips over completely before landing on his feet, stumbling, and falling to one knee.
With a grunt he twists his head straight, a loud snap coming from his neck as he does. "Alright," Virgil stands up, his body trembling with rage. His arms slowly raise higher, his torso forcably contracting as thought there was a weight tired to his face bending him double, "I got something for the Nothing!" Virgil straightens fast and an aura of green energy explodes around him, his arms slamming down to waist level, elbows bent, hands clenched into fists, emerald flames licking outwards, with yellow lightning arching through the haze of green light.
"It's been a long time since I went all out..." Virgil's eyes narrow slowly, his pupils reforming, going from round dots of black to green slits. Something tells me this is alot bigger than I thought it was... I can feel the Nothing pulling it all in, as fast as I put it out. Virgil's right eye twitches suddenly, It's like a walking black hold, a rip in the world that stands like a man. That's why there's nothing. It's unreality in a real form. Oh, god d**n it...
Virgil's mouth drops open and an echoing roar passes his fanged teeth as he blasts towards Satsujin, closing the short distance in such a short time it seems as though he wen from point A to B without covering the distance between.
Virgil's right leg swings up as he rushes, swinging tight in to strike for Satsujin's head.
((Sorry it took me so long. Batteries on my wireless keyboard died. How often does that happen?))
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 24, 2004 1:23:36 GMT -5
((That is a rarity. Nice post by the way.))
As Virgil makes contact and his eyes catch up with the surroundings from going so fast, he sees that he had not hit Satusjin's head, but his armored arm. Satsujin had raised his arm just in time, bracing it with his other by placing his hand in the middle of his forearm. Satsujin's mouth twitches into a smile as his body suddenly is surrounded in abyssal energy. Space itself ripples around his figure as he builds power. With an unseen motion Satsujin latches on to Virgil's leg with one arm, then pulls back with such force that Virgil is lifted off the ground and sent flying toward Satsujin. As he pulled he spun around, balling his fist and bringing his elbow into the side of Virgil's head, a black shockwave radiating from the point of impact.
((Sorry for the auto hit, but it was so cool I had to do it. lol. Feel free to hit me in your next post.))
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Nov 24, 2004 1:32:31 GMT -5
Virgil rolls with the punch, as much as one can roll with a shockwave to the side of the head, and plants his feet on the first spin. There is a snap as the shin bone of the leg Virgil planted breaks but Virgil doesn't even slow down.
Pushing off with both feet once more Virgil flips over completely and slams against the underside of Satsujin's chin with both feet, completing his acrobatic feat in a perfect landing on his toes. Moving straight into a crouch Virgil's hands relax and then tighten, the Hunter holding them in a position much like claws, slightly hooked.
Pressing his attack Virgil surges forwards, ducking in low and spinning completely around balanced on the ball of his left foot to slide in under the normal attacking range of a human of Satsujin's size. His hands come up in a flash of green light, trailing line of green coming from his fingertips. Blazing energy burns out of Virgil's finger tips.
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 24, 2004 1:44:15 GMT -5
((It may be changed slightly because of the actions i took.))
Satsujin did not expect such a quick recovery from such a hard hit and was smashed in the jaw by Virgil's attack. The hit sent him in a backwards flip, but before he could even make a full backflip Virgil had pivoted and slid underneath his trajectory. Virgil unleashed his attack to Satsujin's back while he flew in mid air, the blast sending him upwards as green light encompasses him.
As Virgil lands he looks up, seeing a smoking, tattered object falling from the sky. It lands with a huge crash, a small indentation forming in the ground around where he hit. Satsujin stands slowly, groaning as he does. His armor was half melted and smoking at his back, but other than that he looked well.
"Whew. Now that was something."
Satsujin was suddenly gone, Virgil realizing there was an object on his shoulder. Satsujin was right behind him and to the left, his right arm resting on Virgil's shoulder.
"Here is something in return."
Virgil didn't have to see it to know what it was. The sound of metal on metel was heard as Satsujin grasped his Abyssal Blade, bringing it around in a wide swing with his free arm, hoping to plant the long blade into Virgil's chest.
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Post by Iltanesh on Nov 24, 2004 2:02:37 GMT -5
I smile faintly as my eyes narrow. Gysers of water shoot up from all around me, forming an impenetrable shield of water that should easily lift Purge into the air. However, should that fail, my hand is on my katana hilt and I am ready to block any strike that he makes on me.
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Nov 24, 2004 2:10:42 GMT -5
Virgil's first movement it to leap backwards but Satsujin's arm on his shoulders prevents his movement in that direction.
His moment for action gone, the sword bearing down, Virgil thinks outside the box... and his skin. A hole appears in Virgil's chest, green ooze spreading outwards, the hole widening outwards until Virgil is almost literally inside out.
Satsujin's blade passes through the circle of green ooze without touching it. The circle splits at the top and the two ends hit the ground while the middle swells up. The edges form into Virgil's legs and the middle swelling, his torso, quickly breaks off two smaller extentions which became his arms.
In a second Virgil has only half reformed but the basic shape and definition of his body is there, the palm of his right hand a inch from Satsujin's chest. The hand has only a thumb and one large thing for fingers, the individual digits not having seperated yet and his skin and cloths are coloered green, as though being seen through green plastic wrap. Virgil's mouth rips open, the green platic wrap spliting to form his lips.
"Hope you kept the recite!" Virgil's right hand flares with energy and the world seems to fade into white as a bolt of peral white energy leaps from Virgil's hand.
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 24, 2004 2:20:34 GMT -5
"What in the abyss?!"
Satsujin was just finishing his swing as he looked around to see a white flash encompass him.
The blast spreads out, tearing up the ground as it does, but an unwelcome sight accompanies the attack. Right at the point Satsujin would have been hit at the attack splays out, forming a cone of energy as it hits Satsujin. The energy ceases and the dust clears. Satsujin stands, his left arm gone and the Abyssal Blade sticking point down into the ground. It was the blade that had absorbed the bulk of the beam and deflected it outward. In front of the blade the ground was vaporized and looked like red-hot glass. The pattern fanned out in a cone shape around Satsujin. Satsujin’s arm reformed as he stretched it.
“Now that could have really hurt.”
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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Nov 24, 2004 2:34:15 GMT -5
Virgil cracks his neck and waves the stump of his right arm at Satsujin threateningly. The backblast had taken off his arm from the middle of his bicep down and green ooze bubbled at the stub.
"Your a tough little hole in the fabric of space time, ain't you?" Virgil groans and then shouts, a new arms exploding out of the stump of his old one. The new arm looks pale and has some ooze on it but it's a perfect copy, it even has the rest of Virgil's sleeve on it already, which makes no sense what-so-ever...
"That's a mighty fancy sword you got there. And you got the regrowing thing down..." Virgil swirls his hands and in a haze of purple fog, twin daggars appear in his fingers. "Let's see how many chunks I can carve out of you!"
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Post by Satsujin on Nov 24, 2004 2:48:17 GMT -5
Satsujin grasps his sword with one hand, lifting it so it is level to the ground and out in front of his body, one hand holding the blade.
"Same goes for me... HA!"
Satsujin charges forward, his blade scraping along the ground as he does, sparks shooting out behind him as his blade carves up the ground. With a mighty swing he swipes diagonally upwards aiming for Virgil's chest. Without knowing or caring if he hit he continues to spin around, carried by the weight of his sword. When he faces the opposite direction he reverses the blade and slips it between his upper arm and torso, forcing it backwards toward Virgil's stomach.
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Post by Rasputin on Nov 24, 2004 5:09:32 GMT -5
"Yes, Kaitalish, maybe I will go watch this fight against Satsujin and see if I am needed there."
Rasputin teleports to Japan, where Satsujin is fighting numerous gods, dragons, and others. Rasputin is astonished by the scene. He is out matched, so he decides to hang back and watch the battle from afar.
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