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Post by Kashew on Oct 3, 2009 1:33:07 GMT -5
Eve saw the attacks coming but she didn't expect them to be made of light. Trying to act quickly Eve moved out of the way, but not without getting skimmed by one of the slashes. If it had been a normal attack, Eve would've just brushed it off and continue fighting. However that skim from the attack caused her to have a major reaction. She got weak in the knee and ended up having to hold herself up on all fours, the six copies she had immediately disappeared, and she started breaking into a sweat and panting heavy. She looked over to the Macho Twins, panting she tried to keep an eye on them waiting for there next attack.
What... the hell... are they?
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Post by Rolt |The Immortal| on Oct 3, 2009 13:42:04 GMT -5
As Rolt reached the end of the alley, another group of those... things... appeared. Rolt stopped running immediately, and studied the group. 6 new dark things, and a spellcaster. "What the hell are these things? Where do they keep coming from?" Rolt wondered aloud as he got ready for the attack. Quickly, Rolt pulled his remaining two daggers from his vest, and threw them at the spellcaster. "Well, if I get rid of that ranged fighter, I can make this fun... Heh. Come on!" Rolt shouted the last part at the group in front of him.
[OOC: No more daggers.]
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Post by yami on Oct 10, 2009 19:16:17 GMT -5
 "For Twilight Town!"
"Catch me if you can..."
A small taunt from Sora, hopefully that would do the trick. He'd around that corner and beyond in no time. |
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Post by Homac on Oct 10, 2009 22:03:25 GMT -5
The twin Guardians advanced on Eve's form, and rose their blades, preparing to slash her in the back, finishing them off.
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The Knives slammed into the unprepared Magister, killing it, but dropping the knives onto the ground behind the Seekers.
Said Seekers rushed towards the now knifeless Rolt, going to rip him apart if he couldn't fend them off.
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Reykian's grin got bigger as the Keyblade appeared in Sora's hand.
He knew that the fight would be good now that the big weapon was out on the field.
"Catch you? Reykian will catch you easy and beat you!"
The Twilan, instead of lunging at Sora, flung his claws at the Keyblade wielder. If the claws got a grip on the teen, he'd be hard pressed to escape while he was slammed into walls around them.
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Unbeknowst to both Sora and Reykian, the girl who'd fled around the corner had escaped her pursuers. Panting in an alley, she didn't notice a dark circle move under her. From the circle, a pair of massive jaws erupted out of the ground around her, trapping her and dragging her down into the twilight portal that they'd come out of. Two people collected.
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Post by Rolt |The Immortal| on Oct 11, 2009 0:21:43 GMT -5
"Oh boy. Here they come..." he muttered as the magical thing fell. Oddly enough, his daggers didn't go through it, they fell with it. "Perfect..." he muttered, drawing his sword. He scanned his surroundings, noting a window-ledge not too far up. He waited for the things to get a little closer, and jumped to the back of the group, swinging his sword at the farthest one back. He needed those daggers... He didn't stop to find out the result of his attack, and instead kept moving when he landed. He picked up the daggers and turned around. That ledge... He jumped to it, putting his sword away and holding his daggers. Could these things get up here? He couldn't stay and find out. He would have to keep moving after the next attack. He wondered how that girl was doing... Hopefully she could fend for herself for a bit.
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Post by Kashew on Oct 11, 2009 2:54:04 GMT -5
Eve saw the Macho Twins lift their blades, and tried to push herself off. She was aiming for away but her body was so wacked at the moment that she ended up pushing herself inward towards the twins. Seeing as this was going to be the closes she may get with them she took a chance. Putting herself in a runner's start, Corrupt held reverse in her left hand with the edge out. The blade began to glow an aura of darkness, then not really caring about location, took a "hit and run" tactic for the twins' legs. Once she was a good yard away she sumersaulted forward and land on all her knees, looking over her shoulder.
Her body was beginning to subsized the reaction, breath were no longer in short breaths but more extended and control. Although she was still sweating but not as bad as before, she gave a "victorious" smirk. Even though it look like she was going to have big problems, she didn't care anymore. All that matter was that they would killed by her hands, even if it meant "death" for herself.
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 11, 2009 16:10:15 GMT -5
 Setzer had always known he was destined for great things.
He had been Struggle champ for a while. *That* had petered out not so long ago, sadly. Some new kid with a foul sense of fashion and a worse mouth had made him feel just a bit older and duller. He hadn't actually lost, mind you, he'd just thrown the game. The stakes and gambles weren't worth it anymore, yanno. Being the Struggle champ of a small-time hick town like Twilight... No excitement. No thrill. Nada. Beating on kids. What a joke.
That had been then, of course. Today-
"They took her!" The -his- girls had sobbed, waking him up. It was some ungodly hour. Like two in the afternoon or even earlier. He kind of wondered how they'd gotten his key but then he saw the broken window. "Some maw or cavern or mouth or-"
It'd taken a while for him to decipher what they were saying, but by then he could see for himself. He'd told the girls to stay safe, shushed them with meaningless promises and taken out the ol' Struggle bat. He'd stared at it in silence for a bit, before flipping it around a few times, getting a feel for its weight. It felt heavier today.
Time to ante.
"All in," he said lightly. Even if it was a hick town, it was his hick town. And he liked it without the added skylights, missing people and crying damsels thank ye kindly.
Like that one. He didn't recognize her... musta been a tourist. Sprinting, Setzer made his way towards Eve, Bat in one hand, red-hot anger in the other.
"You lost your gamble - it's time to pay up!" The man roared, aiming a hard smack at one of the duo. |
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Post by yami on Oct 11, 2009 16:40:02 GMT -5
 "Never underestimate..."
Before he could do this, he'd look behind his shoulder. Reykian was surely awaiting him and he needed to prevent anymore potential back-attacks.
OOC: Short, gomen. |
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Post by Homac on Oct 12, 2009 14:58:39 GMT -5
The Guardian Setzer had hit let out a noise of annoyance as the struggle bat hit it, before turning around to let loose a series of slashes with it's blade.
The other ignored it's companions attacker, lithely dodged Eve's desperate attack and sprinted towards her, slashing at her neck to end her life.
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The Seeker hit by Rolt's blade died with a piercing shriek. The others however, began to glow as a dark aura appeared on their bodies, and began moving like they were being seen in fast-forward.
They lunged at the man, taking wide slashes and bites to try and kill him.
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As Sora dodged his claws, they latched onto the dumpster near him, which Reykian decided was a good a weapon as any.
"heheheheheHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! I'm gonna smash you!"
Reykian was extremely excited by the battle, even though all Sora was doing was running. He swung the dumpster sideways, trying to slam it into Sora and smash him into the wall.
If the Keyblader dodged though, he'd use his momentum to swing it in a second arc at him.
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Post by Rolt |The Immortal| on Oct 12, 2009 16:02:03 GMT -5
The five remaining enemies started to gain a certain dark aura, and their movement speed increased a lot. It looked like they weren't even there, as they shifted from side to side. Then they lunged. Rolt hadn't seen this coming, and as such, didn't have the time to react as he had hoped. He jumped to the side, but not fast enough. He looked to his left shoulder as he fell, and it was cut fairly deeply. He quickly regained his focus, throwing both daggers into the mass of darkness, and shifting to land on his feet.
Rolt took a quick glance back at his shoulder. "Damn... That hurts. Not to mention I have to re-stitch my jacket..." That was it! Quickly, he took off his coat and threw it at the mass. He then pulled out his sword and jumped towards the coat, running the sword through it. Hopefully that would at least do some damage...
He didn't know how much longer he could keep up this fight. His shoulder injury wasn't fatal by far, but it sure did hurt. Not to mention the bleeding... He'd need a bandage soon. He looked around for cloth as he was mid-air, locating a sack laying on a crate, and deciding to quickly scrap it when possible.
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Post by Kashew on Oct 12, 2009 19:48:38 GMT -5
Eve turned herself around planting a foot onto the ground as she brought up Corrupt. She turned it around and braced it with her hand as the blade made contact with her. Still weakened by the side-effects she was knocked sideways tumbling over herself because the location of the attack. Although the attack wasn't aimed for her head exactly, the force made when her top hand, bracing the sword, hit her head it rattled her insides. Her vision went like a TV on the frizts as memories started flashing before her eye barely making them out. Why of all times did this have to happen now?!
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Post by Beaver Dude on Oct 12, 2009 20:48:20 GMT -5
Setzer was a lady's man. This meant a lot of things to many people. That he was a chauvinist, an insufferable braggart, a pig, a man without a shame, a douchebag, horrifically handsome, something of a narcissist, as well as an excellent chef went without saying. Of course.
For all that, he'd lay his life down for a lady in a second. Diving into a handsome roll that would muss his hair as well as his most excellent overcoat, Setzer rushed to defend the winsome lady who had quite captured his heart. Not his entire heart, of course. Just some of it. Rushing with his bat, he sought to at least distract the creature more than hurt it as he slammed it at around knee-level.
"Away, abomination!" |
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Post by yami on Oct 27, 2009 16:56:34 GMT -5
 "It was within that moment, the hero would act."
Yes an aerial view would allow Sora to better look for the girl, as well as spot any danger that would come. Whom would he spot from the skies? Would it be Rolt whom was fighting against the Twilan on his own? Would it be Eve and Setzer? How would Reykian get his wish to fight the flying hero now?
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Post by Homac on Oct 29, 2009 20:19:00 GMT -5
The Seekers leapt into the air in a group, trying to intercept Rolt in the air, their mouths opened in a soundless cry that showed their razor sharp teeth, seemingly meant to rip and shred, which where aimed for Rolt's body.
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The Guardian, still not worried by Eve's minor resistance, said in a whispery voice, "Pitiful. Now die here, inferior being."
It's blade began the fatal descent towards Eve...
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The second Guardian was, to it's eternal shame, caught by Setzer's attack and quickly sent to the ground.
It must have been more badly wounded than it had thought, as it could barely right itself to attack Setzer.
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Sora was right on one count: the jerk effect threw Reykian completely off, following the trash can in a high arc towards the wall above where it hit.
Reykian wasn't stupid though. Crazy very, but not stupid. He let go of the can, and his claws flew back to his hands, the snap from them propelling him up to catch the roof, and fling himself at Sora's back.
"You can't run away that easily!!!!!!!! Reykian's gonna smash you good! Hahahahahaaa!"
The Twilan was nothing if not persistant.
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Post by Kashew on Oct 31, 2009 11:06:11 GMT -5
As the final blow was about to come, Eve turned around dropping Corrupt and placing her hands into the air as if to be holding a sword in a blocking position. All the feathers that had scattered all over the place started swirling into a void and took shape. As the Guardian's sword was about to hit it's target it was stopped by the black mass of feathers, the impact scattered the looser feathers revealing the Guardian's sword in Eve's hand. This sword however was different in that the metal of it was darker and embedded right where the blade meets the hilt was the insignia of the heartless. Eve then swiped the opposing blade away, Don't you dare call me inferior. she lowered her head and started laughing softly at first but then started picking up volume. The look on her face show a more sadistic attitude had arised from within her. If anyones inferior, it's you. Impure, it makes me feel all giddy inside just think what I'll do to you know. Putting both hands on her new found sword, she completely split it in half producing two half copies of the original. Eve jumped high into the air then came down to land her twin attack on the her opponent's head.
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao