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Jack Skellington Bit                    Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| All right prankster, here's your challenge. Have fun with this new character o' mine.
--- An arena had been marked for an open battle, but was yet void of the challenger or anyone to accept it. The court, made of a black and shiny plastic-like material with neon lights tracing the borders of the room, appeared completely empty. Yet there was someone, something there, monitoring the room from an unseen angle in the fourth dimension. For the time it only waited for something to enter, the whole time simultaneously observing the details of the room, running complex equations through its mind to relieve the boredom, and struggling for a firm grip on sanity. Growing infinitely more impatient waiting for someone to accept and yet feeling ever more calm at the same time, this broken being compromised by forming an educated guess, based on all the faces it had seen within the complex, of how long it would take for someone to enter the room down to the millisecond. It guessed 5.475 seconds. 5.476 seconds later someone entered the room, and the being cursed itself for its stupidity. Yet it remained unseen; it wanted to see what the figure would do when it thought it was alone. For now the being only waited and watched. (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-01-06 03:40 AM) |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba   Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6310 days Last view: 6310 days |
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| Azrael was lost amid his tumultuous thoughts as he aimlessly wandered into the chamber, barely casting more than a moments glance at his surroudings. As he ambled in, he paused feeling slightly ackward. Glancing around he realized that he wasn't anywhere near where he had intended to go. A frown flashed across his face as he looked around. He had never seen this place before in all of his wanderings of the arena's. He wondered who it belonged to. | |||
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| The being saw that Azrael looked confused. Perhaps because the challenger was absent, or that he was faced with an unusual arena. Mind reading would not go undetected from this one; the being found no reason to remain hidden any longer.
Ten feet in front of Azrael, the shape of a boy (if that's what he was) stepped out of thin air. He was elaborately clothed - Blue, spiky hair pointed out from underneath a heavy metallic helmet. His eyes were hidden by a visor on the helmet, leaving only the bottom half of his smooth, pale, gray face visible. He was covered in gray armor that was actually light in weight, and sort of plastic-like. The armor and helmet had glowing blue lines that ran randomly around it, horizontally and vertically. The gloves and boots were lit up and faded through different shades of blue while marqueeing a strange language on clear screens on the surface. Pie >> "Hello Azrael. You are aware that this arena has been reserved for an open-battle? Will you accept? " His voice was very robotic - it had no emotional tone at all, which in a way conflicted with the pitch of his youth. Pie stood unnaturally still as he awaited a response. (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-01-06 10:45 PM) (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-01-06 10:45 PM) (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-01-06 10:47 PM) |
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Theprankster157 Red Paragoomba Since: 03-18-06 From: United States Last post: 6310 days Last view: 6310 days |
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| Azrael's eye's narrowed as what apeared to be a boy materialized in the room. The boy was wearing armour, though of what origin, Azrael couldn't distinguish. The boy's voice, though, was what astonished him the most. It had no emotion in it, as if the figure before him wasn't in existence at all, but something created in someone's imagination and brought to life. A frown flashed across his face as he considered the question that had been asked of him.
He's nothing but a boy, Azrael thought to himself. Yet, albiet the person in front of him was a boy, he had the feeling that he would be more of a challenge then he apeared to be. After a moments hesitation, he answered the boys question. " Sure. Why not. I accept. This should be interesting..." |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6338 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| There was a flash of blue light by Pie's right hand, and a rod extended outward in both directions from it. At a full length of five feet, the rod stopped growing and Pie twirled it as he began floating a little above the ground.
Pie >> "Confirmed. Commence battle. Be ready..." Just like that, Pie began. He leaned backward from his place in midair and pointed his rod at Azrael. It shook rapidly and the tip blinked blue as it charged, and then four translucent geometric shapes popped into existence at his side. They were strange things: a cube, a tetrahedron, an octahedron and a dodecahedron that appeared to be made of glass that was the familiar shade of blue consistent with all of Pie's techniques. The shapes shifted through the air in a jerky fashion, and then all at once zoomed in at Azrael from different directions, occasionally deviating from their path to make their movements unpredictable. If they were to hit, they would break into sharp pieces and deal cyber-based damage. (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-03-06 10:05 PM) (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-03-06 10:07 PM) |
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