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Steak Zora Level: 35  Posts: 409/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| Time passes. Steak slowly catches his breath, crawling from under the prismatic sphere, and leaning against a tombstone. "Getting...too old for...this...." As Steak's breath returns to him, he first seals off any wounds he's taken...cut blood loss. A bit later.... Hastega And then.... Mighty Guard (as per typical Final Fantasy) And then.... Aura (as per FFVIII). Ghost has been stuck in the inside of the prismatic sphere for several minutes now. Steak calmly surverys the scene, judging where soften/torn up ground is, where the prismatic wall and sphere are at. He walks over so that between him and the prismatic wall is the sphere...probably about 15 yards between the two multi-coloured barriers. Steak stands a direct ten yards away from the closest edge of the prismatic sphere, and... Mordenkainen's disjunction The prismatic sphere collapses immediately, since all magic within 30 feet of Steak has been disjoined. The energy seeps out into the air, forming speckles all over. As the brightness fades from Ghost's eyes, he can see 40 feet away, with a whole lot of blue sparkles moving towards his left hand. "Now...where were we?" |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 408/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| OOC: Yeah...I did see that coming. And yeah, my character is getting an honest evaluation of Ghost's attack pattern. -- Meteors slam everywhere...Steak is struck several times as the dust rises...and settles. Steak is standing where he was...the blue speckles coelesced into a glowing sphere about his left hand. Steak smirks, then brushes some dust off his left shoulder with his right hand. "You still haven't gotten it...this'll be the death of you if you keep this up...." Steak draws himself up, lifting off the ground by about 18 inches. "You must observe your opponent more carefully if you are to complete whatever you've been called back here for." Steak suddenly flies forward, arcing up, and behind Ghost, as he drew his rapier...his speed was...very fast indeed...quick enough that Steak flew out from behind him, arced back over, and is above & in front of Ghost. A searing pain comes across Ghost's back...Steak performed a drawcut on his pass, but, how did he hit Ghost while non-corporeal? The pain feels as though that part of him is exposed in glaring midday sunlight. "By the way...are you familiar with a sun sword?" On the clamshell of Steak's sword...Ghost can see what looks like a sun, with a smaller cross superimposed on it. Steak gives off a golden glow.... "And...are you familiar with the spell Aura? It's a beauty...." Limit Break: Gro (edited by Steak on 04-07-05 02:33 PM) |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 409/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| OOC: You should've looked at m' profile...Steak is immune to status attack, including magic jar (displacing the soul...named for the AD&D spell magic jar [which would be the most vicious use of the status]). Also...the spell description of prismatic wall would've annihilated Ghost's shield. I hadn't taken that post down, or editted it...it's still there: "Other objects get destroyed." I'll let this go by this time, but not next time. Steak openly laughs at Ghost's failed attempt to displace his soul. He draws the rapier, and parries/drawcuts most of the punches, kicks, etc. "Can't silence me...can't slow me...can't take m' soul...things like this are what you should've noticed already, since I cast no spell that provides status defense...and I do know them." The dark elf changes stance. "And the field of yours won't stop two things...one is pre-existing enchantments, such as Aura...." Limit Break: Swordplay : Pincushion Steak moves quickly enough it seems there are several of him around Ghost...stabbing from a great many angles in rapid succession...all told, 20 strikes. "...and the other it won't stop are pre-existing magickal items...such as this." The ring on Steak's left pinky now has a visible glow to it...blue and green. It flashes quite brightly...as the light fades, the normal sounds start coming back. The field is gone. A small whisp of black smoke rises from the ring. "That was quite the doozy...I commend you on creating the field." Steak takes a deep breath, almost like he was starting to get winded, but that wouldn't be an accurate description. Certainly not a sigh of any form, but, a deep breath nonetheless. "Observing your opponent includes who or what he/she/it is, how your opponent reacts to what you do, what affects them, what they do, and what these things entail. Fail to derive an opponent's self, and they will always have the advantage." A blue sphere forms in the dark elf's left hand...with two brighter spheres moving about inside of it. His stance of the typical French en guarde. He grins intensely; his voice matches his facial expression. "Are you ready?" |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 410/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| OOC: Steak's...old. Really old, and really experienced...he has a tendency to teach during a fight, particularly when it's a fellow that seems to be at least decent. That's...just his character. Magic Jar is...cruel. Takes awhile to prepare...uses a crystal or gem or somethin' like that as the "magic jar," in which you can trap somebody's soul, and control their body. Overly simplified, but the case stands. Soul's out. Same basic effect on the person. Ripping the soul out of an elf is...fatal. Ol' skoo' D&D says elves don't have souls...malarky if ya' ask me. Elves cannot be revived by AD&D rules (at least, that was the case last time I played). So...yeah...soul out, it's over. The Safety Bit Steak wears as his belt buckle protects against instant death strikes. Another blocking point. Remember, Steak is a very high ranking wizard...just about everything he's wearing is enchanted in one way or another. If ya' insist on taking the shield...very well. The illusion takes form of some very dark skinned woman, definately not an elf or human, dressed in a comfortably (not tight at all) fitting scarlet-red riding jacket, black trousers, black shirt, black riding boots, black leather gloves, and a black beret. Her shiny black hair flows straight, held in a simple ponytail, and hanging to about her shoulder blades. Above the left chest pocket of the jacket are what looks like a ton of military ribbons. The face is...beautiful. Simply an absolutely gorgeous woman (well-stacked even, but not too much)...a bit shrunk, it seems...standing 4' 3". Her ears are notably longer and more accentedly pointed, the top of the ear nearly parrallel to the ground, and both lobes pointing nearly straight backwards. In one hand is a broken-off smaller tree limb that looks like it's been adrift for awhile, coming to a point from the break...glowing like the blue of the Pacific. In her other hand is one-and-a-half handed (given her size) longsword, very dark grey in colour, with a royal purple aura surrounding it. Her eyes are a rich, dark brown. Ghost can see that on her epilets, and also at the front-center of her beret, are a gold crescent moon accompanied by a silver star. "...Prito-Xess...!!" Steak, now staring at apparently a very powerful opponent, decides facing one opponent is wiser than fighting two, and decides to strike the weakened one first in hopes of eliminating him before Prito-Xess makes a move. The two inner spheres slam into eachother, accompanied by a bright flash of white. Ultima (non-aligned undogdable heavy barrier-piercing damage) As the spell goes off, Steak turns his attentions to Prito-Xess, who dashes and slashes with the wood! Steak tries to dodge, and gets a minor slash on the arm. Steak stops, looking confused. "I'm not wet...that means...you're not real...." Steak closes his eyes.... Disbelieve (destroy an illusion) With a simple cantrip, Steak closes the wound, and hoists himself into the air, looking for where Ghost ran off to. (edited by Steak on 04-08-05 12:56 PM) |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 411/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| Aura has worn off. Steak does what he can to try and dodge the blades...narrowly dodges the first...takes a crossbar to the foot from the second...dodges the third...cloak gets tattered by the fourth...gets slashed across the arm by the fifth...and narrowly dodges the sixth. Upon landing, Steak hobbles for a bit, holding up the foot that got struck. A simple cantrip seals the wound on his arm. He looks like he's seen better days. A glow flows from his right hand into the ring on his left pinky as he speaks: "There are several out there at my level...others above me. I am not the greatest there is. That illusion you made...that was Prito-Xess, one of the very best of her kind...the supreme military commander of a people who intend to conquer the known...they are a misery if encountered...they never travel alone...their elites are at my level, while I am one of the best of my kind...I never want to encounter them again...." Steak stands on his injured foot. "That wasn't my strongest spell...we're just at my end-game, when I pull out the big guns...I have bigger...." A red sphere forms about each of his hands...and meld into a single sphere. "...such as this...." Looks like a Chinese dragon is moving about the inside of the sphere...ember white in appearance.... "...and then there's my finisher...but from the sounds of things...it may not be needed here...." And his voice changes: "Darkness beyond twilight, Crimson beyond that flows, Buried in the sea of time Is where you power grows. I pledge myself to conquer All those who stand Against the mighty gift In my unworthy hand...." Dragonslave (as from the anime series The Slayers. Devastating non-aligned barrier-piercing attack...can [and has] leveled cities in the anime...which means...good luck dodging) The spell's ray jets towards Ghost...and detonates a bit off to his left. Thoom. Instantly a blast with a twenty foot radius envelops where Steak last saw Ghost...and it's expanding, and putting out wind. Steak stands against the blast winds...and his injured foot gives out. He is sent tumbling backwards away from the blinding and growing hemisphere...hits a sizable tombstone and stops for about ten seconds, before the ground supporting it gives way, and the dark elf goes tumbling some more. He manages to catch himself by using his good foot against the ground while gripping to a tombstone with his right hand, and to the grass with his left. He starts sliding...and the blast dies down. Steak tumble for nearly two miles. He winces as he slowly returns to his feet. "Ow...damn...that rib always breaks...." Steak hoists himself into the area, looking at the crater he made...about 3.75 miles across, and 250 ft. deep at the center. Dust is everywhere, settling slowly. In spite this, Steak lazily floats on past an edge of the crater, moving towards the center, looking for Ghost. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 411/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| I remember one of m' dad's colleagues talking about people claiming this...the man said if you don't want to change the way you think, don't go to school. Sounds a bit harsh, but the point stands: we go to college to get new ideas and new facts...and if we don't change the way we think about things, we will not understand. We can still disagree with the new ideas if we have comprehension. My literary theory class has been an example of this: that words have meaning only in relation to other words, and that the author's (or scriptor's, as they like to call it) intentions, background, etc., have no impact on the text's meaning. Very quickly, the question was brought up "what about the first word? We had to create one of those some time ago." I'm not gonna get any further into this, else it'll consume the entire post. I'll be honest: there is a shift towards the left in academy. This should not be surprising. These are the people who spend their time trying to figure out themselves, society, the world, etc., and pass on this information to those who come to class. They are the ones trying to find the best explanation, 'cuz nothing is fully nailed down yet (well...maybe a few things, but all-in-all, not very much). I've noticed that the religious right (doesn't matter which religion; the bulk, if indeed not all of them, are guilty of this) have a strong enough faith and certainty about their creed that they feel they have the truth, the answers, and thus don't need to go look. This is where people butt heads. This is the trigger of the Creationism vs. Evolution debate, and likely a number of other things. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 412/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| Something to remember...we're not gonna run out oil, just the stuff we can get easily. 75% to 90% of every oil field is economically unretrievable. Sure, we could go down there, dig up the rocks, bring 'em to the surface, bake the rocks so that the oil comes out, but man...very expensive process. One of m' profs used to work for a major oil company. He informed us that all the refineries around the nation are running at near maximum capicity, since they're not building more (except, maybe, to replace irrepairable ones). One of those breaks down, gas prices jump up 'till it's fixed. The trouble with refineries is that crude oil is, well, crude. It's a mixture of a friggin' ton of different stuff...and the amount of x-to-y, etc., isn't the same in any two oil fields. Gotta use different refineries for each one. I haven't worked for an oil company...I can't confirm any of this...nonetheless, I wouldn't be too surprised by any of it. Business ethics aren't. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 413/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| I haven't taken Petrology yet...I don't know what all they do to refine the stuff. Somehow I would be surprised to see that happen. There is an oil refinery about 30-40 minutes away from here, west of Belpre, where I've noticed they have a flame coming out of a pipe. I think they burn off unneeded/waste gases there. Speaking of booming populations...we're supposed to cap out at around 10 billion somewhere in the not-too-distant future, like sometime in 2020-2040. Seems a bit much, I think. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 414/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| Yeah...the fight was a good. Steak had about 20% of his HP left at the end. Steak's a wizard...making his strongest defenses against magickal assault, and his biggest weak point is to straight-physical attack. If you had dummied out the alignment on his weapon, and stuck to using that, you probably would've won this bout. The moment an elemental aligned is introduced...he takes less damage. Steak's heaviest elemental defenses are against Unholy, Holy, Fire, Sonic, and Earth...which, outside of the Battle Arena, he absorbs...of which, he absorbs Unholy and Fire twice over. He's got straight immunity to Air, Ice, Lightning, and Poison, and is resistant to what remains. Status attack, as said before, he's immune to. Grown resistant over the years, and has full immunity provided by his robes. Psionics/psychic abilities is something Steak is completely locked out of...cannot use it, or be affected by it. FFVIII's spell Aura allows repeated Limit Breaks. It's a good one to carry around...though it's not easy to acquire. It frequently doesn't allow as spectacular a Limit Break as usual (still gave me more than enough time to get off Zell's Different Beat), but it's still there. If it had allowed Seak to use a full-scale Limit Break, he would've used his finisher, Ultima-ga (Fire, Fira, Firaga...Ultima...yeah, it's a doozy). Steak sees the portal open & close...seeing Ghost's departure. "Until our next meeting." Full Cure (since the fight's over....) Renew Attire He also pulls something out from his robe...a bottle, and downs it. Double-Dry Ether (again, since the fight's over....) He makes a face as he drinks it. "Ugh...knew I should've gotten the cherry-flavoured one...." He sees the portal he originally came in through. "Well...now to pick up where I left off...." He flies over to it, and steps through...it closing behind him. I suppose now the thread can be closed.... |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 415/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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Your farm boy is pwned by... ...this irritated Jedi Master. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 416/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| Heh...this is why I don't go posting schtuff when sloshed...and then there's m' friend that says over AIM I told her I'd "fuck her proper." I still don't remember saying that, but I do remember there were probing questions. But...yeah. Once ya' know which way is up again, you'll probably laugh at this. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 417/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| "Careful, son...you're gonna get yourself hurt...he's good...." Steak drifted on behind William, towards the buffet. He stops, looks around, and turns towards a wall. "...thought I heard somebody ask for whiskey...also thought I saw a Fett-wannabe...interesting crowd here." Steak looks around, goes over, and taps User Grey on the shoulder. "Mind if we...spruce things up some over there?" |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 418/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| Coke bottled in glass > all other sodas Glad somebody else asked the question this time instead of me.   |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 419/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| "Well, well...it seems the plains aren't so dull...at least for the moment." The words seem to cut through the fighting to the ears of the combatants. A figure stands between the two melees. Cloaked in dark blue, a bit under six foot, face completely covered. A tassle of white hair hangs out from the cloak's facial opening. The figure stands facing in a direction perpendicular to the line that joins the fights. "Three different specie of lizardmen, a young swordsman, and an irritable spaceman. Seems the lizardmen are acquainted...I'm wondering...how on earth did the violence break out this time...?" The figure walks towards the creek, bends down, cups his hands, dips them in, and promptly pulls them out. "Mine run-off. A wonder anything's alive in there." He turns about, his head low enough that his face remains hidden...the one tuft of white hair still in plain sight. "I shall watch...and will place my comments as I see fit...regardless how you may take them. And...try to keep your attacks off...particuarly you, spaceman...else I may...react." The cloaked figure still looks on...without actually looking towards either bout. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 420/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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Originally posted by MathOnNapkins You first. *stab* Seriously, I prefer Coke, since it brings out the cola flavour better. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 421/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 422/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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| The white tassle of hair dances about in the wind from Spaky's mad dashing. The cloaked figure lightly kicks a small rock on the ground next to his foot. It travels 2 feet...and falls into the crater. It tumbles down the side, picking up speed, and stops after tapping Dejan in the foot. "Careful...that's kinda close...." The hood of the cloak shifts some, towards Kaz and them, as the Green Bullet attack is executed. A sleeve shifts...a hand comes out...this time in plain sight...the skin is jett black. Its appearance seems disrupted some, as if through a mirage, but only for a split second. Anyone in the area with sensitivity to the Mystical Arts felt the local area's magickal balance shift in the cloaked figures general direction. "Don't stop on my account. Please...continue." |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 423/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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Originally posted by Kitten Yiffer Actually, this reminds me of the days back when working fast food...the wtf ordrers. Actual orders I remember handling: at Wendy's, a Classic Triple with Cheese combo, biggie sized, with a diet coke...at BK, a Double Whopper combo with *extra* cheese, king-sized, with onion rings, and (you guessed it) a diet coke. Seriously...why do people do that?? Tack on as many calories as possible...in the ballpark of 1,400...only 'cuz they ducked about 300 from the soda?  |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 424/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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And of course, one cute little duck is owned by two cute little ducks and a kitten. |
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Steak Zora Level: 35 Posts: 425/507 EXP: 278751 For next: 1185 Since: 03-16-04 From: Ohio University Since last post: 195 days Last activity: 195 days |
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Who is in turned by owned by the properties of women...as described on this MSDS. |
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