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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain                     Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| And for his next trick...
After getting laughed out of court on the Bully issue, Jack Thompson immediately bounces back, his license to practice law in danger, for one final assault on gaming! This! Is! THE MATCH OF THE MILLENIUM! Seriously, I'm getting sick of this bullshit. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| I feel this sums up how I feel about the game's release. | |||
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| I'll see your somewhat less stupid ads...
...and raise you another piece of trash. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| I think Square should concentrate on some of its other work, like Kingdom Hearts or Crystal Chronicles. Or, heaven forbid, another Tactics game. Maybe an extension on one of their lesser-known serieses? Or a decent revival of the SaGa games...
Maybe, since they've merged with Enix, the two should combine their skills and make a completely new franchise... Considering how popular and influential both Dragon Warrior and Final Fantasy are, a combination of the two styles of RPG would be interesting to see. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| Probably not: Capcom's reason for dissolving Clover was that its franchises (Godhand, Viewtiful Joe, Okami) just weren't pulling in the money like Devil May Cry, Megaman, or the Capcom fighters were. It's just as well, anyway. I don't want to see twenty games in the Okami series and 25 games, eight spinoffs, two fighting game serieses, a sports game, a first person shooter, and a dating sim all based on Viewtiful Joe... | |||
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| From a purely objective standpoint, I have to agree with Kyouji here: If he made the time and no one else was able to play, then that's a problem, yes, but it's an even bigger problem if the one time everyone had assembled for the game that he had a prior engagement that involves his life outside the board. In that rare case, there really is nothing he can do about that, and he should not be penalized for it.
Considering the fact that Kyouji is almost always available for play, and that the one time he was unable to seems to have been the moment chosen for the game, I feel the game should be rendered moot and that Kyouji's absence should be ruled as a fluke. He's right: Nothing is gained by forcibly advancing the tournament when nothing is at stake. Kamek, Xkeeper, Ailure, Thoughtless, Tommathy, Kirbynite, SonicandTails, and myself have all not yet played our third round games, so there should rightfully be plenty of time to schedule a game with the four of you. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| Feature request?
How about notification emails for users who've given them out? When you've been quoted, when your posts have been edited by a mod, when someone's PMed you... It might be a major change, but it'd be a good way to improve communication among members. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| All right, Kyouji... It looks like it's you and me in the semifinals to see who faces Clockworkz.
You'll probably win if you're using that Suicune... But hey, let's see what we can do. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| This is a bump. A five month bump.
If you want to play with anyone, it's all right to just PM them your information, considering how far from the game's initial release we are. Also, you seem to be fairly new here, so I'll let this one slide, but for now try to be more discreet in your search for people to play with. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| I'm totally groovin' to Red Steel... And I'd love to see what the approach to Metroid Prime 3 is. I didn't like the feel in a controller, but maybe with the Wiimote, I'll have a better time with the whole thing.
Not only that, but I'm gonna be digging some Virtual Console games, and all of the other little goodies that WiiFi and WiiConnect has for us. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| ???: "The first rule of fanfiction..."
I guess you could call him model G? Probably not. With a loud sparking noise that denoted some kind of furious electrical interference, David's biometals short circuited instantly and clattered to the floor in a useless heap as a youthful male voice rang throughout the streetways. There'd be no one to stop him this time. "...Is "No relationships outside the source material". The second rule of fanfiction..." There was utter silence as he strode calmly towards David, cracking his knuckles. He had come into view at that point, walking away from the horizon and towards his adversary, swinging a baseball bat in his hands. Wearing an offshoot of Grey's white getup from "Requiem of the Phoenix", the man held his bat straight out to the side, as the hunk of wood exploded at the handle, revealing its true nature at long last. Not a Keyblade, not a beam sword, not any kind of unstoppable superweapon at first glance. Nothing more than a simple, long, thin saber. "...Is "Don't fucking write fanfiction"." The young man pushed a pair of spectacles up his nose not out of necessity, but as part of a compulsive habit. His hair was shaggy and matted, and he had a stubble of facial hair growing around his cheeks. His eyes were cold, dark, and brown, framed by an olive complexion that allowed none to guess his race accurately. He approached David. "Now, let's skip the introductions. You should know full well who I am by now. Throw everything you have at me, and I do mean EVERYTHING, because I'm not holding back." (edited by Prinny God of Nature on 10-30-06 04:20 PM) |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| ???: "You're not listening, you're not transcending, you're just babbling!"
He dashed forward, kicking a cloud of dust behind him as he scampered towards David with an exp "You need more! More than yourself!" |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| By "Hopelessly behind" he means he defeated two of my pokemon. I gave him the win because I wasn't confident about the recent additions I had made to my team. I imagine the match may have gone differently had he not disconnected, or if I had used my original six.
Now, Apparently Kyouji also vicariously beats Clockworkz? I'd like to see them battle anyway. The next question is who gets third and who gets fourth, fifth, sixth, etc... |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| ???: "Soul of the Flying Dragoon!!!"
There was a brilliant silver glow around the man's body, and his legs folded beneath him as he glared up at David. As the glow faded, the man sprung upwards, cutting through the wind gracefully, with the ferocity and terror of a thousand victorious warriors. The sonic booms passed right by him as he slashed forward, dissipating the soundwaves with a trio of successive slices that did nothing to slow him down. "True...." He drew the blade back as he approached David and passed right by him, rocketing even higher into the sky. All of this from a single jump would be indicative of only one thing, and should rightfully raise a single question... Why wasn't he using a spear? "Rexious..." The answer quickly became apparent as the man began his descent, at a speed much higher than his ascent. Indeed, gravity itself struggled to catch up with him as he threw himself at the ground, bringing his blade forward and slicing down at David, again going for the break point of the Biometal. "Strike!!!" He flew past David and headed downward, his streaking slash leaving a trail of manifest energy that circled in the air above the hovering repliwhatsit and centered back in on him like a dragon-shaped laser blast. When the mystery man hit the ground, his saber stopped glowing, and his silvery aura faded, the invocation complete. |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| Grey: "Origin's Tower, eh...? Surprised that place is still standing, after all of this hellishness. Still, for a glorified recycling center for souls, it's pretty tough."
He closed his eyes and was the first through the portal, taking a passing glance at Shen along the way. She was hiding something within her, he could tell... Even if she couldn't. Garro was slightly less resolute about the journey. His past dealings with Origin's tower had been slightly less than fun, and it seemed like every time Origin was involved in one of these little affairs, there was a high risk of excessive harm. He didn't have much time to weigh his options, though, as Ark grabbed him by the collar and pulled him through. Ark: "Don't worry. Around here, you'll be far too busy to die." |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| There was another figure located within the crowd of Heartless, zipping to the left and right as torrents of a darker flame burned in his wake. It appeared as though he had already been there from before the entrance of the heroes, and had been fighting for quite some time. Mounds of Heartless flew into the air and disappeared into nothing with every successive dash he made.
The flame that erupted behind him was purple in color, similar to but not quite the shade of Dark Phoenix's hateful flame. He was but another weight on the steadily tipping scale of Order and Chaos. Garro's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the warrior as he made a flying leap through a steadily rising wall of the writhing darkness towards Phoenix... Garro: "Look, over there!" ...but more importantly, towards Shen, who approached Phoenix from the opposite direction and had reached her far before him. She took shelter beneath her barrier and kept close to Phoenix, who stayed frozen in terror at the scene that erupted around her. Doe fired again and again, blowing rank after rank of shadows from the barrier, which stood resolute under their assault. The being was an advocate of Chaos, but unlike Dark Phoenix, he knew just how important the presence of Order was for them. With the need for a constant balance, an overabundance of Order meant only one thing: That it was time for Chaos to kick in. The being skipped madly across waves of the monstrous creatures, which grew ever larger and more deadly as he approached the epicenter of the battle. Above Shen and Phoenix did Dracoon and Dark Phoenix float, locked in a life or death struggle for ultimate supremacy of the day. Rays of ever-intensifying light and darkness flew back and forth as buster and beam saber met with cold, enchanted steel. Still did the being move, almost mindlessly towards his goal. Not as burly as he had once been, he was clad in loose brown leather, thin and frail with starvation and madness. His face was concealed almost completely, save for a black visor that covered his eyes. His eyes blinded by the glasses and his soul seeing all that lay around him, the man's goal was clear. He raged towards it, knowing that today was the final end to his torment. He would be one again. Garro: "Someone's heading right towards them!" Nameless: "It's okay, he's an ally. You need to get to the tower. We'll do the rest from here, get moving!" The sudden appearance of the Nobody gave Grey and Garro little time to react as they were pushed aside by a strong wind that came from a single swing of Nameless' mighty hammer. Grey skidded backward and caught Garro by the hand, turning him towards Ark and the Tower. He extended his palm, and a burst of raw psychic energy blew a dozen black shadows backwards, dissipating them and clearing a path for Garro to get running. Grey: "You heard him, go!" Nameless: "You go too! This isn't your fight anymore. The only reason I'm even here is for one thing..." Nameless turned towards the mystery man, whose brown-gloved fists glowed purple, crushing Heartless after Heartless in his desperate attempt to meet at the center of the struggle. He was hardly the burly man his moves made him out to be, but he fought like a monster unleashed, purple flames bursting from the ground around him and slicing through the ranks of the enemy like the blades of a saw. Grey: "Out with it, then! Why are you keeping us from fighting Dark Phoenix?" Nameless cast a sidelong glance at Grey, his clothes and hair whipped around by the winds that kept Grey from helping. Grey was enraged by his arrogance, but felt an increasing feeling of helplessness as the Nobody shouldered his hammer and turned away. Nameless: "I'm going to help Faceless get his heart back." He dashed off into the fray, each swing of his hammer knocking back another row of shadows, and each explosive strike covering him in inky darkness that slid ineffectually off of him. In this state, he was an invincible warrior, undaunted by the challenge that lay before him. As the winds stopped their rampage and Grey was able to move again, he shook his head and turned to Garro's path as the warrior's cannon kept firing wide rays of white light that blew apart dozens of creatures at once. Ark had gone far ahead of them, but with Garro's widespread supporting fire, Grey was quickly able to catch up. His baseball bat glowed with a green light as he sliced with wide arcs of light through his foes, the weapon quickly revealing its true nature as more and more Heartless thirsted for his blood, and the destruction of their bane. Grey (thinking): 'That cocky bastard had better know what he's dealing with...' (edited by Prinny God of Nature on 11-01-06 06:25 PM) |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| As Faceless fought his way to the center of the mass, a whisp of a memory came back to him, strengthening his resolve. He was getting closer, and now he could feel it in his thoughts, too....
--------------- Evan: "GRAAAAH!!!" Evan's feet stomped into the ground as he charged like a bull at Kalar, who simply held out his steel fist, clasped Evan's forehead, and swung the beast of a man in a full circle before hurling him backwards and into an already half-destroyed building. A cloud of dust filled the air above the city's ruins, as Evan struggled to stall Kalar and make good Garro's promise... and Shen's escape. Near the quickly failing warrior's collapse, no less than a score of Heartless swarmed around the dead body of a young man who made no sound as he died, his arms covered in wires and his exp No... Kalar: "Face it, you fool. You're nothing now. Not to me. Your precious Chaos power can't even touch me, and I'd like to think I've proven that several times over by now." Evan: "Wh... why.... doesn't it work...?" Evan's shoulders hung low as he doubled over in pain from the Chaos that surged through his body, disrupting the sights and sensations that his soul reached out desperately to grasp. His vision became a blurred conglomeration of shadows and purple fire, as both fought for supremacy around the two men. Kalar walked solemnly forward, a pair of black wings extending behind him. He raised his scythe, which glowed blue with another man's power. The blue blade turned black, and its glow extended to engulf Kalar in shadows. He grinned his maddening grin, as his blue eyes turned yellow and hollow, the glow of the Heartless within them. Kalar: "Recognize this? It's the power within his body..." Evan circled around Kalar slowly, backing away from him as the demonic man transformed yet again. His wings grew larger, as though a bat had grown to epic proportions and sacrificed his arms for Kalar's benefit, and the tail that had grown from the base of his spine lengthened, thinned, and darkened to the color of the shadows around him. Even the fire at its tip had blackened, along with Kalar's blonde hair. The only part of him that remained pale was his skin, a monstrous contrast to the rapid changes that were occuring around it. "...and it, too, is filled with the power of Chaos, much more than you." Evan shook with fear, stumbling backwards as a great sense of foreboding and pure terror washed over him. It would end here, he knew. That man's body had withstood much more chaotic power than Evan's mind could ever comprehend. It only made sense that Evan's attacks were little more than a tickle to him. "You see? This is it, this is your grand finale, the end you've sought all these years. You will fall to my blade like so many others have, and soon your friends will all serve to feed the swarm of hearts... It'll be glorious, and I'll be laughing all the while. Good job, Evan. You're such a hero... I'm sure Shen will be glad you fought so hard for her. I'll make a point of telling her how many pieces I cut you into!" Kalar swung his scythe downward as he rushed at Evan, ready to bring his threat to fruition. Evan's eyes widened as he thought of her. Shen... At least she'd fill his final moments. He couldn't help but recall their final exchange. --------------- What had he said...? 'Get away from here. You don't deserve this fate...' Such big words from a big man. It was funny, how little they had meant to him in the end. What got him, though, was what she had said afterwards. 'Evan... I love you. Please...' It had taken him by surprise, for sure. However, he could not decide which had surprised him more: that she had loved him, or that because of her love, she was actually begging him to not leave her, to not sacrifice himself for the greater good. For a long time the two had traveled, seeking to find the ultimate truth of the soul together, and to change the world for the better with that truth. They had faced many trials, and together they were the ones responsible for the balance that was kept between Order and Chaos in the world's time of need. Throughout it all, he had wanted to be the one to say it for so long... There it was, the opportunity lying in front of him. Shen had never asked him for anything a day in his time with her. And now, in a time of true need, in the world's darkest hours, he was unable to say it back, because admitting how strongly he felt for her would mean turning his back on the world and, in an even bigger way, turning his back on her. The heart, he reflected as he walked away from her, furious tears on her gentle, delicate face, is a very fickle and disappointing thing at times. Shen turned her back to him, paused, and straightened. She pulled her straw hat from behind her back, low over her eyes, and walked. Shen walked slowly, patiently, and steadily, as she always had. A rainstorm began to rumble through the skies as Evan rushed to his death, knowing full well that the longer he fought Kalar for, the longer Shen had to get as far from him as possible, and the longer Garro had to prepare. The heart was very disappointing sometimes, indeed. --------------- Even Shen had failed to realize why Evan was there, or so he thought. Kalar's scythe drew ever closer, and time seemed to slow down as Evan came to a single, final realization of his purpose. In spite of her feelings, in spite of their conflict, in spite of their separation, her hatred of him because of his disregard for their safety... In spite of the frustration he felt at leaving her for this stupid mockery of a plan that they had all formed at the last minute, in spite of the sacrifices so many had made to bring them to this stage of the plan... In spite of it all, Evan was there for her. He was fighting because he wanted her to live, and because he wanted to help her survive. And if he wanted to do that, to prove to Shen that he hadn't failed her... Well, he'd just have to keep fighting. The scythe's blade was suddenly stopped by a pair of enormous hands that had reached out and grasped it at the last moment. They held fast to the weapon as Kalar struggled to press it forward and into Evan's chest. As the two struggled, Evan's purple glow faded and changed to a soft, golden color. It was time he stopped seeing the world as one full of Order and Chaos, and began to reach out with his soul for real. Evan threw the blade upward and lashed out with a clenched fist, striking Kalar in the face and blowing him backwards and down the road. Kalar's body flew backwards, and as he righted himself with his wings and rocketed forward to redouble his attack, Evan met the man's speed with his own, and the two clashed again and again. Evan's fists launched themselves left and right, beating on Kalar with the fury that only a torn lover could have. His blows hit hard and fast, Soul energy exploding from every strike, and for a while it seemed like his passion was all that would drive him to victory. But no, something felt wrong with it all... Kalar was just baiting him. Eventually, Evan understood. As he hit Kalar a final time, the warrior was thrown backwards into a telephone pole, and as it bent out of shape and he nonchalantly got to his feet, it became suddenly clear... Evan grew tired again, his stamina spent at last. Evan: "You... you're not feeling this at all, are you?" Kalar: "I'm not..." He raised his scythe, and a loud wail erupted from it, reaching across time and space to deliver a splitting pain in Evan's head. "...But Janus is. You just love to hurt your friends, don't you...?" Evan: "No..." The Heartless had done nothing but form a shell around Evan's attacks, and Kalar walked forward as the man's body grew weak. Shadows rose from the ground all around him and clawed and tore at his flesh as Kalar raised his scythe... In seconds, the screams that had filled the air moments earlier had subsided, and Evan's massive body was gone... In its place lay a withered shell, barely large enough to let the clothes that had covered a once-proud bringer of balance to the world hang off of it. As Kalar walked away, the rainstorm that had once rumbled instead grew loud, and droplets of clear water began to fall. They pounded the body of the being like a hail of small pebbles, and a red, glowing sphere rose from it and sailed off into the sky. As it rose out of view, Kalar turned to look at it for a moment, squinted his eyes in anger, and grunted as he pushed open the door to a massive cathedral. A hundred miles away, amidst a forest every bit as stormy as the city, a petite young woman in a straw hat paused in the midst of her walking, sunk to her knees, and sobbed to herself, softly, painfully, and uncontrollably. --------------- Faceless felt his goal approaching. He was blind, but the light from Shen's barrier came into his view, and he lashed out with a withered fist, launching a wave of Chaos energy into another dozen shadows. There, Phoenix and Shen stood within a sphere of pure Soul power. Heartless after Heartless launched themselves at the barrier and were burned to ashes upon contact, though it was becoming readily apparent that the barrier would not stand for much longer. Still did Dracoon and Dark Phoenix struggle in the sky, their blows raining hell down upon the stricken land. It was tough to say who would give in first... Faceless completely disregarded their struggle, and spied his ally approaching from the far side of the battle. The hammer was hurled through the air, and Faceless leapt up to grab it, knowing that there were a very select few people who lived that could hold it... He grasped it tightly, and with a wave of his thin arms, he hurled the hammer at the ground as Nameless sped to retrieve it. The hammer slammed into the earth, and a massive quake erupted from below, throwing hundreds of Heartless off their feet and blowing even more into oblivion. The area was clear, and Nameless grabbed the hammer and began to spin as Faceless landed. A massive whirlwind surrounded Shen, Phoenix, Faceless, and Nameless, and kept the Heartless at bay much better than Shen's barrier. Nameless: "Go! Now!" Faceless nodded and made his final break. Shen watched in awe as the two men kept an entire army at bay, and gasped as the unknown man hurled himself through the barrier and at her feet. It was then that she knew, knew for sure just who he was. Tears filled her eyes for the first time in years... His face, obscured by the leather cloak up until now, stared up at her as Faceless pulled back his hood, threw off his visor, rose to Shen's level, and brought his lips to hers. He picked her up off the ground and the two embraced in a passionate kiss as a golden light surrounded them both. There they held for several moments as the entire sphere of Soul energy began to expand outward, pausing for only a moment as Shen's body glowed a crimson color, and then exploding outwards, clearing the entire area around the tower of Heartless as a golden sphere incinerated wave after wave after wave of the creatures. As Shen's body glowed red, a small sphere floated out of her back and into the air above her and Faceless, circling around them and resting inside of Faceless' body. He let go of her and set her gently on the ground before falling to his own knees and doubling over in devastation. The hood fell over his head as that same red light that had surrounded Shen faded from her and cast itself around him. There was a blinding flash of light, and Nameless stopped his whirlwind to look at the scene. Their plan had worked perfectly. When the light faded, there stood in all of his muscle-bound glory Evan's glowing body, radiating with waves of a mixture of golden and purple light, a true chaotic soul. His face once again covered by the leather hood and black visor, and his hulking mass a far better fit for his clothes than Faceless' ever was, he stared into the sky at Dracoon and Dark Phoenix's battle and then set his eyes upon Shen. Evan: "I love you too. I'm so sorry..." He stepped towards her and bent down to embrace her in his massive, loving arms. He smiled beneath his mask, a smile that only Shen had ever seen, that was only for her, and would always be. "...I'm sorry I never said it before." |
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| I believe 4chan's /m/ can give you more information than we can.
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Schweiz oder etwas [12:55] (Dr_Death16); I swear, the word drama needs to be stricken from the dictionary, for I've heard it so many times, it will permanently be imprinted on my brain Since: 11-17-05 From: Kingston, Rhode Island Last post: 5907 days Last view: 5907 days |
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| ???: "Soul of the Shadow Knight!!!"
The man's silver aura faded, yes, but no sooner had David let his attack fly than did another aura surround him, this one black with rage and anger, accompanied only by a comforting warmth that surrounded the man and eased his thoughts. The focus above all else now was clarity, and the man's eyes glowed red for just an instant as David fell towards him within the Model Tx biometal. A quick analysis later, and the man was prepared to defend himself. The earthquake threw the man into the ground, blowing him into a mess of shadows that wailed as they swirled along the tarmac terrain, eventually forming back into his mass. The man's appearance had changed: His suit had become tattered and black, and his black hair was laced with streaks of blonde. One of his eyes had turned blue in color. His sword became curved into a sickle, which he hurled forward as the Spark Chaser screamed towards him. The blasts hit head on, and the man was blown into another mess of shadows, this one taking even longer to reform back into the man's original body. The sickle, on the other hand, arced in a tight circle as it flew towards David, leaving the man unarmed but clearly undaunted. Another Spark Chaser blew him to pieces again, and though his regeneration continued to slow, by the time the third Chaser had hit him his suit had gone back to its original white state, and the streaks of blonde in his hair had faded. For just a moment this man had assumed the identity of someone else, and David could feel it in his bones. |
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