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Post by angelous on Nov 8, 2009 0:35:31 GMT -5
This quest is open only to Prythian. Have at it.
It was dark outside, just as it had always been on this non-existent world. The rain, was constantly falling, though only lightly, and it never seemed to get anything wet, no matter how long one stood under it. And curiously, it was quite empty. This emptiness was not unexpected, but rather, unwanted. At least it was, by a rather unusual traveler.
His outfit was perhaps the most unusual. The light grey, and bright yellow, when used the way they were made this person stand out even amongst some of this world's strangest sites. His long, spiky black hair even had yellow in it. His left arm seemed to be made of metal, but further examination would reveal this to be a metal gauntlet. He sneered.
"It would appear I'm not alone anymore. In fact, that scent is similar to that of another, though not by much." The figure turned around.
"I know you're here, so you might as well show yourself. I've had dealings with a fellow member of your organization before. Now let's see, what was his name..." He paused, and sneered once more. He extended his right hand out partially, with all fingers save his pointer finger clenched.
"Yes that's right. It was Vexen."
(Simply put, what I want from you is an introduction post.)
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Post by prythian on Nov 8, 2009 17:02:03 GMT -5
The dark corridor materialized and, just as quickly, vanished. The largest figure in the Organization stood there, with Xaldin coming in at a close second. Lexaeus clenched his jaw, staring at the intruder.
Ordinarily, he wouldn't have bothered coming to the World That Never Was, let alone bothered with a trespasser; the more trouble caused there would be the more trouble caused for the Org's traitor 'Superior', Marluxia. However, he had hoped that by coming back to this place, he would regain some of his lost strength. It appeared he hadn't gathered all his strength back while in the Realm of Darkness.
"My name is Lexaeus. I am Number V of the Organization." He introduced himself briefly. "And you should not be surprised in encountering a member of the Organization on The World That Never Was."
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Post by angelous on Nov 8, 2009 17:48:10 GMT -5
This strange man chuckled lightly. He turned and faced the Nobody giant. And in an instant, he had vanished. In what would appear to be almost instantaneously, he reappeared behind Lexaeus. This figure's face was as cold and empty as Xemnas'. But this was only a means of describing his look, as to whether or not this figure knew of Xemnas, one could only guess.
"My name, dear Lexaeus, is Daemon. And if you wish to gain some of your old power back, all you have to do is ask." He vanished once more, and reappeared through via a corridor of darkness roughly twenty feet away. Daemon's cold and empty face had not changed. In fact if Lexaeus was to look him in the eyes, it would have sent chills down the big guy's spine. Well, it would have if he still had his heart. He extended his gauntlet covered hand, and pointed at Lexaeus.
"What say you brother? Do you seek the help of a fellow Nobody in reclaiming your lost strength? Or do you forsake me in pursuit of a different power? But before you answer, think of this. By choosing one power you will lose access to the other, and I can guarantee that this new power may very well consume the empty vessel you call a body. It is not a power to be taken lightly, nor will it be easy to gain." He chuckled again.
"Then again, neither will the other one. If you choose to regain your old power, I shall accompany you from the shadows, only revealing myself on occasion. If you choose to go after this new power I speak of, I shall point the way, and bid you good-bye." He extended his hand.
"What say you brother?"
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Post by prythian on Nov 11, 2009 15:04:31 GMT -5
"You know nothing of true strength." Lexaeus said, undisturbed by Daemon's dramatics. "It is earned by building atop of previously laid foundations. A roof with no support falls. A new power would be weak, not worth the time. I shall regain my old strength. I shall do it alone." He shook his head. "Relying on another's power would defeat the purpose."
He turned away from Daemon. "Play your games elsewhere, Daemon. I shall accept no help from the likes of you."
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Post by angelous on Nov 15, 2009 12:59:46 GMT -5
Daemon sneered. It would appear that this Lexaeus would choose to regain lost strength. He laughed loudly, in fact, this laugh was similar to that of a maniac.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He wiped fake tears from his face, and spoke.
"Such a shame that you'd wish to reclaim your power by yourself when I'm the one who knows exactly where it is." He vanished, and reappeared before the Silent Hero. As he did, fifty Neo Shadow Heartless formed around him. They all eyeballed Lexaeus, and slowly began to make their way to him. Half had begun to merge into the ground, while the others would run at him.
"Let the games begin dear brother."
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Post by prythian on Nov 17, 2009 18:42:21 GMT -5
Lexaeus shook his head, summoning the Skysplitter to his hand. With a single mighty roar, he swung the giant Axe Sword through the air onto the ground, and five triangle-shaped slabs of rock burst out from around him, interlocking with each other and encasing him in a large pyramid of rock.
Despite the darkness surrounding him, Lexaeus knew exactly what to do and where to swing. He hefted Skysplitter and slammed it around him, spinning. Using the momentum from the swing and his own natural strength, he smashed through the thick rock walls surrounding him, sending large chunks of rock flying outwards around him in all directions. It would be nearly impossible for even Neoshadows to get past this attack. He fully expected the speeding rocks to knock them back and give him time to do something else.
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Post by angelous on Nov 28, 2009 13:27:07 GMT -5
Daemon had put up a barrier just in time to avoid being hit by Lexaeus' attack. Unfortunately 18 of the Heartless that had not been trying to merge with the ground had been defeated by these flying rock shards. The other 7 had begun running around, and somehow, had managed to avoid being hit, some of them barely. As for the other 25, well, they had avoided taking damage because of their being melded with the ground. But something wasn't right. All of the Heartless had begun to converge on one point, and those that hadn't melded into the ground at the beginning had now done so. Within moments they all had made one large pool of darkness, and once that happened, the ground began to shake.
A form began to take shape, and whether or not it would surprise Lexaeus, well, that would be seen. For the figure that took shape was his. It was almost an exact replica of him, save the yellow eyes, and pure black replica of his weapon. It struck the ground, and five large pieces of rock shot up into the air. It then swung, and sent each piece flying at Lexaeus. If he didn't do something soon, the rock pyramid he had made would be destroyed, and he'd be wide open.
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Post by prythian on Dec 3, 2009 22:34:12 GMT -5
Lexaeus took a long time to attack, and fortunately, so did this pathetic imitation him. His surprise did not show on his face. He had already entered a 'battle-mind'; all that was there was the battle. It was enough.
He knew he was stronger and smarter than a mere copy.
He lifted Skysplitter and slammed it into the first rock as it neared, sending it smashing into the next rock flying towards him. In the brief time he had, considering that the Antiform was just as fast as sending them as him, he slammed Skysplitter into the ground, sending four spikes hurtling from the ground behind the Antiform at it. He then continued his batter impression, hitting the next rock just in time into the fourth rock, and the final rock he sent straight at the Antiform, whether it was in the same position or if it had moved due to the spikes.
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Post by angelous on Dec 4, 2009 19:40:08 GMT -5
The real deal wasn't about to back down it would appear. This made Daemon sneer. He watched as Lexaeus smashed rock after rock sent his way, and was sitting on the edge of his seat as he sent four spikes at his anti-form. Or rather he would have been if he had a seat. Unfortunately for Lexaeus this clone was just as good as he was, and it stopped the spikes from reaching by creating a three foot thick wall of rock behind him. It crouched slightly, and raised its arms. Seconds later four spikes (one from the front, one from each side, and one from behind) shot out of the ground, with each one's point aimed for Lexaeus chest. In order to create the wall that saved the anti-form, and the spikes, it had slammed its weapon into the ground twice. And if that wasn't enough, the fake had just stabbed the ground, and a cracking noise started to form.
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Post by prythian on Dec 6, 2009 19:39:48 GMT -5
Lexaeus took the time between the wall of rock forming and the spikes being shot to slam Skysplitter down onto the ground. A large pillar rose up, carrying him upwards about 10 feet; just enough to avoid being skewered by rock. He leaped off, raising Skysplitter above his head with both hands, and slammed it as hard as possible into the ground. Two large rocks lifted up out of the ground, slamming together and hopefully severely harming the Antiform by smashing it between them. No rock wall would prevent this, and it would be very difficult to run out at the speed that Lexaeus could run.
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Post by Rocket! on Jan 19, 2010 22:35:27 GMT -5
[ Been a month, and Angy's given up the position of QM, so Rocket'll be takin' on this Quest for the foreseeable future!
FEEEEER MEEEEEEE. :3 ]Daemon's false semblance of a smile began to stretch across in a vague sneer, most resembling a small snake you want so badly to step on but know it's liable to bite you.
With a wave of his hand, and a simplistic snap of the fingers all the while, the Nobody allowed a small little trump card to be played.
In that moment, a certain amount of darkness was granted to the AntiLexaeus. Nothing strange really-- nothing unusual for an AntiForm Heartless, really.
But that's just it, Damien thought, isn't it?
The following takes place in the time span of less than two seconds.
In a lightning blur of motion, the AntiLexaeus was gone from sight, a swooping dark motion trail following far behind it as it refamiliarized itself with it's tremendously increased speed in the single flowing motion towards one certain Nobody. The movement of barren rock for the Heartless was far too slow to even consider brushing across the shoulders.
The Lexaeus clone was moving at speeds far too inhuman for no Nobody... save Larxene... to even consider matching.
And, as was apparent in the fervent swinging blows of the darkened Skysplitter, striking the ground before the true Lexaeus, so quickly and forcefully... that though the ground crumbled in the AntiLexaeus' wake, the creature's momentum led it up to just below the true Lexaeus. A gorge was left in it's wake. For what purpose, I can't fathom. Many huge boulders were jettisoned skyward in the wake of the gorge's creation.
Not three feet before the real deal, with a crumbling foundation, the Heartless struck against the ground as per normal given the previous blows. This blow, however, was far more different. It directed the energy of the blow, practically drawing a detailed schematic of just how to make the specific ground from which Lexaeus currently stood on literally blow up into a hundred thousand pieces of shrapnel.
Another two seconds follow.
And, in the same resulting expulsion of energy and earth, safely catapult the Heartless away for the slew of rocks still being carried skyward from the aforementioned gorge's wake. Still using the fantastic advantage of speed and reaction time granted by Daemon, AntiLexaeus struck each rock with huge passing waves of Skysplitter. Each massive boulder was shattered instantly, huge chunks of each flying for the hulking Nobody at speeds too fast, too intense, for a flimsy little rock wall to endure.
Each rock/blow/shrapnel/etc. is aimed for where ever Lexaeus so happens to be at the time of firing. Movement from one spot will not constitute avoidance.
The flaring blows of rock thundering through the air would act as a form of shield, protecting the AntiForm from most any projectile attack.
The huge gorge beneath would make any attempt to come from below to harm him too slow to reach him in time. Anticipating this and starting back from the far point of the gorge would be hard to justify given the lack of visibility from the huge flying boulder pieces shooting through the air at ramming speed for Lexaeus.
The huge flying boulders-- ones AntiLexaeus is still flying through the air for and has yet to reach-- can be used in the name of a surprise defense.
Explosions and shrapnel tend to hurt far more than rock flying at Mach 1 for your face.
And so ends the four second period.
A voice flitted through the huge sound of flying rock and broken cement.
Daemon, taking credit for the Heartless' sudden change in attitude.
"Having a... change of 'Heart', dear brother?"
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao