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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:57 pm
"MY GOD!" Screamed the patient. "did you sanitize that thing?" The doctor smirked in the dimly lit room, only uttering, "I ran out of soap, so I used lube. And yes, don't worry, I wore gloves, as in a condom. Your prostate is fine, let me check again just for good measure..." A large scream echoed through the hospital, a gigantic walnut shooting through the ceiling screaming "Ah ya, s**t just got real!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:00 pm
Doctor Corn There is legend of a arena hidden deep below he island of Efferia. Many valiant warriors have come here in the past to take on other fighters and strange mystical beasts. Fights are based on a sign-up sheet, and two names are scheduled for today. The names are none other than the owner of the island himself, Alex, and a newcomer called Exosus. An extremely strong barrier prevents attacks from killing those in the crowd, which swells in numbers. A simple arena, it is a large iron platform suspended by thick chains to the cieling. The unstabe platform dips and sways over a boiling lake of lava. Those that fall here are mercilessly disposed of via the pit. Those that do battle here fight to the death, with only one man or beast surviving. [and ya, sorry, the doctor told me that I should write that for the fight ;3]
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:07 pm
(Can't believe he actually wrote that........anyways off to the fight)
Alex stepped calmly onto the temporarily stationary platform, his hair being pushed up by the warm updraft from the lake of lava. He raised his arms to the madly cheering crowd, creating a tornado which hung directly below the floor. Carrying lava up as through a straw, it siplled up and splattered a little on the barrier for the audience. It slid down to where they could see again, and he already had his weapon drawn. He stared intensly at only other entrance to the arena, where his opponent would appear. He waved a hand, motioning for his door to slam shut. There was no turning back. He would kill this man......named Exodus.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:38 pm
Wear gloves
Stepping into the arena, the warm air caused his skin to grow cold, shivers shooting up Exosus's back as he began to sweat. Seeing the man from the Rebele before him, he readied himself for combat. "I am going to kill you... You just seem like a punk to me." Pulling his large blade from his side, Contrite Scourge began to glow as it gathered energy, the lava bubbling up as fire began to erupt from it. "I hope your ready for some a** kicking. Because I swear, this will be your last fight!" or my prostate will regret it!
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 10:36 pm
I don't believe that an absolute power really exists in any world. Power is unstable. It changes constantly. Alex gave a half hearted sigh as his opponent stepped onto the field. It would seem.......that I am destined to end the lives of potential heroes. Or to kill the villans early. Such is life he thought as he engorged his hammer. "Strike Kozuchi Ozuchi!" he yelled as he slammed the hammer into the firmly centered platform. With a mighty groan, the floor fell fifty feet before stopping mere inches above the vat of boiling earth. Bubbles popped underneath, already heating the steel to uncomfortable temperatures while launching cascades of sparks across the chain-link platform. "Punk? Who is the punk here? You come into my house, call me names, and threaten my life. It is too bad that I have to end your miserable existance, you could be of good use to my cause." Alex commented before firing three shots of concentrated light at the warrior.
This attack was only meant to test the skills of the newcomer, as the speed and attack power were cut by four. However, this was still pretty fast and would pierce his right temple, left shoulder, and strike through his stomach if they hit. Small differences will always appear, as one has between you and I. So the one who widens that gap will be the winner!
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 9:35 pm
Wear gloves
Laughing, Exosus was in for a real fight, someone of such skill and strength in front of him was going to destroy him, but that was not why he was here, he was testing the strength of the rebele. Rushing forward, Kozuchi Ozuchi's massive size struck the ground, causing every bone in the man's body to shake and tremble, his nerves shot. Rushing forward, even with the lack of awareness that came from the immediate shock, he readied himself, noticing that light was being blasted towards him. Moving quickly, his shoulder was hit first, giving him time to slash the others back with contrite scourge. Extreme pain shot through his arm, giving him his awareness once again, as he ran forward.
"That is one big a** hammer..." he yelled as power drive shot through his body, causing him to run at almost insane speeds. Running around quickly, he jumped high into the air, shooting down fire at Alex. The flames were hot and intense, filled with power drive to make them burn hotter. The want to see him burn was intense within Exosus, as the man was a general of much skills, a scar from someone as low ranked as Exosus would give him honor beyond recognition. or my prostate will regret it!
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 11:23 pm
The best part about being me? The wind adheres to my will, and a mighty beast calls me master. The beams of light connected with the newbie's shoulder, causing massive amounts of pain to run through the man's body. The Rebele general contemplated his next move as the foolhardy youth jumped up into the air and attempted to drop fireballs on the more expierenced warrior. Alex crossed his arms before his chest, squeezing his eyes shut as he gathered a spinning shield of air before him. The vortex was slammed into by the strangely overheated flame of Exosus, who was filled with some strange sort of power. The flames dissapated, and Alex was a blur as he shot around the rest of the flame before leaping up to eye level with Exosus and floating there. "Power overwhelming right? A common parlor trick compared to me, how many weaklings like you have I beaten to a pulp without requiring such a skill? That power pales in comparison to the master of an element, and you just picked a fight with thw wind boy!"
Upon screaming this threat, Alex delivered a sweeping kick to the man which was laced with wind. Assuming that the man would be distracked for a while, he created a vaccuum of wind a few feet above the stage. This began to draw the lava below up onto the stage, leaving few places untouched. Now what are you going to do? Alex thought as he watched the lava flow over the stage. I can destroy darkness from afar, or crush the skulls of opponents beneath my hammer. But the best thing is training alongside my friends.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 8:57 pm
PUT THE GLOVES ON!
"this is not power overwhelming! This is power Drive! This is far better then some stupid strength!" Rushing forward, the wind coming at him was intense and the more he ran forward, the more the wind began to cut at him. As the lave rose from the ground, Exosus laughed and began to call upon the fire within the lava, causing it to rise faster. "The question is... what are you going to do?"
[really busy today, so short post] ITS STARTING TO BLEED!
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 9:07 pm
Man is a narcissistic species by nature. We have colonized the four corners of our tiny planet. But we are not the pinnacle of so-called evolution. That honor belongs to the lowly cockroach. Power drive? sounds like some fifty cent parlor trick to me thought Alex as he released the vaccuum, sending the lava back to the pit. That attack would hardly work, the fool had managed to make it rise faster! "What am I going to do? Crush you obviously!" called Alex as he allowed himself to land on the ground. Time to test out a new trick thought Alex as the air became thick with his aura. The energy built up around tha hammer as a ball of light emerged. The ball split into five circles of light, each displaying a different symbol. The sound of Alex exhaling could be heard audibly throughout the stadium as the prople watched on in anticipation. Suddenly someone yelled "Use wind. The wolf will devour his soul!" before a multitude of voices screamed out varying elements to be used against the young one.
A smirk stretched along Alex's face as he thought of the perfect one to use. "Get ready to see the true form of fear. You know what you are standing on? Metal. What harmfully 'shocking' element is conducted by metal? The answer is....." Alex said, focusing upon his final and most powerful seal. He swung the head through the circle of light, screaming "now go! Fifth seal release! Crackling thunder bird!" The electrons in the air seemed to dance in joy as they came together to form a massive bird of pure energy. The bird hovered, drawing all attention to itself. Capable of living for months without food. Remaining alive headless for weeks at a time. Resistant to radiation. If God has indeed created Himself in His own image, then I submit to you that God is a cockroach.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:44 pm
PUT THE GLOVES ON!
Ready for this fight to escalate, the power illuminating from Alex's hammer began to grow more intense. Wincing with the power, and as soon as the wind began to grow more powerful, Exosus knew that the fight was over. That was until the wind grew so intense, Exosus began to slump back. it seemed that the wind was very powerful, perhaps Alex couldn't handle it. It would take careful concideration in order to not die, everything in his well sculpted body told him this, and as he rushed forward, against the wind in front of him, Contrite Scourge was his shield, stopping the wind as it rushed forward, it pushed him back, and powerdrive allowed him to run forward yet only barely. As soon as the attack was released, Exosus jumped back, like a parasol, contrite scourge lifted him into the air, the attack only able to hit his legs, causing intense pain. Falling onto the ground, Exosus fell to the ground, bleeding, holding his blade. "Come get me..." ITS STARTING TO BLEED!
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 4:42 pm
Civilization slipped into its second dark age on an unsurprising track of blood, but with a speed that could not have been foreseen by even the most pessimistic futurist. It was as if it had been waiting to go. On October 1, God was in His heaven, the stock market stood at 10,140, and most of the planes were on time The eletricity faded as his attack finished. A look of sheer amazement filled his eyes as he noticed the survivor of his attack. "Un freaking believeable" Alex murmured as he contemplated his next move. "Congratulations on avoiding the full force of my ultimate attack. Though I could easily pound you into a pulp thanks to your legs being fried, that would be an insult to your honor. Allow me to show you.........the true form of Kozuchi Ozuchi!" Alex yelled as he held his hammer above his head. The wind danced joyfully around him, stirring up the lava below into a tornado of sorts. View obscured, the wind swept inward around the warrior. Lava now cooled into a coccoon, a faint scratching was emitted from it. Cracks shot through the structure, shattering it into thousands of tiny pieces.
"This is my true form........Gekiretsu na Kaze. Let my wind slice you to the bone, and rend your hide asunder" stated Alex calmly, seemingly a different person. The wind formed a visible aura around him, four sets of five claws emerging from hands and feet. A massive tail of pure wind whipped around and grasped the hammer as Alex sank to all fours. He snarled, then leaped at the wounded man. With movements as fast and deadly as the untamed wind, Alex swept twice at Exosus with his hands before landing on them and doing a spinning kick at the man's hip. If the hits landed, the first two would remove the other man's arms while the wind claws would become entrapped in the bone of Exosus' hip. (except for those landing and taking off in Chicago, and that was to be expected). Two weeks later the skies belonged to the birds again and the stock market was a memory. By Halloween, every major city from New York to Moscow stank to the empty heavens and the world as it had been was a memory.
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