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Post by econdha on Nov 25, 2005 21:01:46 GMT -5
ah. Sorry, that was OOC. My bad, should have said it.
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 25, 2005 21:13:58 GMT -5
OOC: Bugger, now my character is a nutcase, lol. Maybe i'll turn it into someone else.
IC: Malus looked down at the creature from his position on top of the anvil (which was held above the door) "What do you want?" Malus asked uncertainly, startign to come back to his senses. MAybe it's a messenger. Malus thought, it was a slightly calming idea, that the creture meant him no harm. His hopes were dashed when the creature grabbed the sword and jumped up, clicing the steel rope that held the anvil up in twain. Malus just managed to jump off before it hit the fround and activated the spike trap, the creature was not as fortunate, a spear-like spike peircing it's chest.
The thing coughed up blood and looked down disdainfully at the wound in it's ribs and threw the sword at Malus, the blade caught him in the shoulder, pinning him to the wall. AHHH!!! "AAAHHHRRRGG!!!" Malus screamed from the pain, he he knew he had no chance of dislodging the sword from him.
He looked down at the creature. "Don't even think of winning, or it will be your last thought!" It said quietly, through gritted teeth, and dissapeared. Malus looked at the pool of blood gathering around him and just hoped that somone would find him, someone who would help.
Malus fainted from the bloodloss.
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Post by Redeemer on Nov 25, 2005 21:38:12 GMT -5
As Malus lay lodged into the wall a slight red light caught his sight. All of a sudden it expoded into red smoke. the emperor was there and through the blade to the side. "I dont know who did this but they will pay, is there anyway i can repay you." The emperor put his hand on the wound and it healed. "Would you except the power to wield that blade with skill, the strength and speed?"
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 25, 2005 21:52:48 GMT -5
Malus stared in shock as the wound on his shoulder slowly knitted itself together. That's more like it, not i will be able to fight again, but about this offer. "I apologise, but i must refuse your offer, you searched for representatives of every race, and if i accept this honour, then i will be no longer human. All that i ask for is a simple blade to defend myself with. And i believe that one of you henchmen is not playing fair"
Malus had resigned himself to his fate, but he silently swore that he would go down with every bit of courage and tenacity that A Human being posessed.
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Post by Redeemer on Nov 25, 2005 21:59:22 GMT -5
"As you wish," The emperor pointed at the blade and it glowed red before it turned all black, "There you may have that now. Report to the Arena now."
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 25, 2005 22:11:04 GMT -5
"Yes, your honour." Malus said and saluted automatically, he could swear thet he heard the Emperor laugh at the gesture before vanishing. Malus walked over and grabbed the sword, before dipping it in the acid pit and quickly wiping the acid off before it melted the blade, after a second, he toutched the blade, his skin on his fingers burned and Malus quickly let go of the blade. Good thing i said no, this wouldn't have worked on the sword before. If humanity has one advantage, it's ingenuity. malus smiled as he hefted the (Now acidic) blade and, after re, tightening his bullet, proof armour and thanking his lucky stars that the ammo he still had contined gunpowder. he opened the lids and sprinkled it on the blade, it did not melt, but the moment he started swinging it around, it would catch fire, and burn the enemies. Humans have the smarts. he said before applying the same methods to his helmet, boots, vest, and gloves (which would hurt if he had to resort to using them.
When Malus was happy that he was ready, he flung open the door. He stepped out and found himself in the middle of an arena, it was sandstone, like the ones from the gladiator movies. He recognised some of the people of the grandstands as gods, There was Horus and Anubis (Egyptian) Thor (Norse) and a guy in white robes with a crown of thorns (JESUS!!!) When Malus realised what was going on, he dove back into his room. YIKES!
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Post by econdha on Nov 25, 2005 22:52:00 GMT -5
...Ok...Who's fighting for Jesus...I'm going to kick their ass...
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Post by Redeemer on Nov 25, 2005 22:58:29 GMT -5
(I, Dark Lord Of the Sith am fighting for Jesus LOL)
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 25, 2005 23:12:05 GMT -5
(I just listed random gods of humanity, the gods i ((willingly or not)) fight for)
Malus Peered from behind the door out into the arena, he immedieatly recognised the Emperor on a raised platform I can't do this. It would be better to die fighting tha cowering in a corner, meet your death head on, make your race proud! Said another voice in his head. This one was more inspiring, and so Malus grabbed his sword and proudly strode out. His army boots sinking a little into the sand with every step. Malus strode to the stage with his head help up high. I am not a hero, i Am a human, and that's good enough for me He stepped up the stairs and stood at the end of the line of conpetitors, next to a rather attractive girl. She seems human to me. Malus decided and decided to say something. "Well, i never expected this to happen a few days ago. Did you?"
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Post by econdha on Nov 26, 2005 2:00:33 GMT -5
Turning with relief to the human male beside her, Jasha shook her head. He at least seemed to be having a normal reaction to this situation. "No. I spoke with my Lord only hours before this happened. He gave no indication." She pointed across the way into the section where the gods sat.
An ordinary, if scarred looking man sat calmly in the midst of the horde of giants and monsters. A creature with the head of a crocodile brushed against him and the man's body erupted darkness, hurling the other diety away. He laughed a deep, bone chilling laugh that penetrated the very ground.
"Shaitan." Jasha whispered reverently, welcoming the chill that ran through her body as he glanced across the arena at her. She turned her attention back to Malus. "I will win, because he asks it of me. I will make my god proud."
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Post by econdha on Nov 26, 2005 2:02:31 GMT -5
(I, Dark Lord Of the Sith am fighting for Jesus LOL) *kicks Red's Ass*
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Post by Boba Fett on Nov 26, 2005 3:23:14 GMT -5
In Outworld...
The Deadly Alliance had won.Earthrealms heroes were slain the Dragon Kings indufeatable army was ressurected to its former glory and now the realms were completly vulnerable to Quan Chi and Shang tsungs dark will.Quan Chi stood there in Shangtsungs palace and the Deadly Alliances base of operations panting like a dog.
He was coverd in swet and blood only some of it belonging to him almost all of his satanic energy drained in his last fight his pale white skin now part crispy black smoking from Raydens Lightning.He and Shang Tsung stood side by side staring at the apparently dead God of Thunder and Lightning.Now truely nothing stood in there way at domination of all that exists except...Shang Tsung the only one left with as mutch power as he.He no longer needed the Sorcerer after all the only reason he needed him in the first place was to transfer defeated wariors soles into the mummified remains of the Dragon Kings army and now that part of the deal was over they were completly ressurected ready to control with Shinoks amulet Quanchi had stolen. so the next time he turned his back it would be his last time doing so.
He looked at the vanquished God one more time before turning his gaze to Shang Tsung who was staring greedily at his amulet.Quan Chi and Shang tsung stared each uther in the eye and then got into fighting stances.Quan Chi knew from the begining that the alliance couldnt last and as soon as one of thems job were done the uther would betray.
Quanchi knew this would not be an easy fight he used all his energy on the God so he couldnt use any of his black magic but the same rules applied for that traitorus demond Shang .
Shang attacked first with a snap kick but it was qiuckly deflected by Quanchis block.He blocked that attack only to be pummeld in the face by two punches to each temple.Chi backed up and side steped a punch then back handed the evil sorcerer knocking several teeth out and leaving a blood stain on the shiny palace floor.Shang tsung then threw two chops at ounce only to have each arm grabed by Quan Chi.He swung Shang around and let go Shang baly kept his balance but managed to throw a round house but Quan Chi used his immpresive reflexis to duck and follow up with a uppercut knocking even more teeth out.Shang grabed his own jaw in pain witch gave Necromancer all the time he needed to insure the fight in his favor.He did a powerful sliding side kick witch broke Shangs rib cage with a sickening crackle.Quan then ducked down and threw both fists into Shangs soler plex Shang groaned in agony and keeled over from the loss of wind.Quan forced Shang to his knees.Shang knew he had lost he beged for mercy but was granted none.As Shang put his hand on Quans shoulder signifying sorrow Quan plucked it off and broke his wrist with a forcefull wrist lock.Quan squeezed Shang by the throat and was lifted of the ground with just one of Quans arms.Quan held Shang eye level and said in his deep demonic voice "You ask me for mercy but we both know wyouwould not have done the same for me"Shang let out one more "please"Wich only disgusted Quan more."Your beging does nothing but make you die like the sniviling coward you are Now Die!".Quan squeezed Shangs wind pipe even harder as Shang vomited a mixture of blood and bile witch rained all over the formerly clean floor.Quan Chi was victorious he was now ruller of all of out world and soon all uther realms.
Quan was seconds away from finishing Shang off when he heard a lowd booming noise coming from the palace hall.He droped Shang to die in a puddle of his own blood.To see what was causing sutch a ruckus.He laughed to himself how mutch more of these pathetic exuses for warriors must I face before I can rest on my knew throne.He looked in the dark hallway to see a massive 12 foot figure with Glowing red eyes.It appeard human in the shadows but it was mutch to big to be human.When it got into the light it was mutch to Quans suprise the Dragon King.It was 12 feet tall completly coverd in muscles and scales had huge wings and two mighty horns on top of its head.Quan Chi could not believe it the Dragon King was in hibernation for thousands of years and it chooses now to reawaken.Quan let out a "No this canot be I did not just conquer Outworld just to let you have it!".
Quan musterd what dark energy he had froms his previous battles and hurled a glowing green ball of energy in the shape of a skull(His signature move)This attack would have torn a normal mortal right in half but the Dragon King was no mortal.The ball of satanic energy exploded on the beasts shoulder and somehow did litle to no damage.Quan gasped in suprised and then decided if he were to stand a chance he would need to give it evrything he had.He got in a fighting stance a cuped his hands together and gatherd all his energy into a massivly powerful ball of green energy he pushed his hands towards the Monster and a continues beam of energy pummeld into the Monsters chest.This attack was strong enough to boil Titanium and bring down multiple enemies at ounce but the Dragon King just walked threw it like he was being spraid with a hose.Quan couldnt believe how powerfull the Beast was.So he pushed with evrything he had and it still wasnt enough.Just when he was loosing hope Shang got back up gotee soacking with his own blood.Even with all his pains he managed to get up.He saw what Quan was doing and decided to make one more temporary alliance.Shang shot a continuas beam of fire that along with Quans collided into the Monsters Scaled chest.Yet the most powerfull attacks from the two most powerful Sorcerers wasnt enough.
Just as they were about to give up Rayden returned from his presumed death and joined the two evils to try and stop the greater threat.Rayed stod between the two sorcerers and Shot a stream of lightning at the Monsters chest all three blasts were hamering into the Dragon Kings Chest.The Monster then flexed it muscles canceling out all three attacks.
Quan could not believe this he was in control of the realm and all he needed to do was slay one more opponent but that seemed imposible now.Quan looked at Rayden who was busy saying a spell and holding a ball of elctricity.Quan understood the spell as a self destruct one and yelled "what are you doing"and leaped at the God but it was too late He detonated.The blast was insanely powerful (bout twice the size of the Preds self destruct)It destroyed the palace and evryone inside(ecept for the Dragon King)Quan Chi felt hes body desintigrating it was one of the most painful things he had ever felt more mental than physical to know that he had come so close to his goal a thousand years in the making just to have it torn violently away from him.He screamed in anger then was about to be vaporized when he was transported somwhere by red lightning.
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Post by Karat'Ka on Nov 26, 2005 5:44:04 GMT -5
Vautren stood stiffly at a parade stance as the first pairings were announed. So, he would face Jasha Ninewinds.
Listening to Jasha's stream of titles, he had no doubt he was about to face a war-witch as dangerous as any confronted by his order. Now he could fight without qualms. Absently, he wondered if this was mere chance or whether Khak'ak'hozann had requested this battle - the followers of Khorne despised the sorcerous arts and reserved their greatest torments for its practitioners. It did not matter.
Sighting his opponent nearby, he strode across to her and her companions. He was momentarily surprised as his armour's scanners picked up a shielded radiation source, then decided this was one of the combatants' weapons. Something to be wary of, then.
"Jasha Ninewinds. Our duties are clear enough. If I die, my soul will belong with my brethren and the Emperor of Man. What fate awaits yours?"
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 26, 2005 6:32:08 GMT -5
Malus Darkblade was not even listening when the emperor called who he would be fighting, he was busy in conversation with Jasha. Apparenty she had magical powers, this would make her deadly. I hope i don't have to fight her, the very thought of striking her is repulsive "So, what do you think will happen to those who don't win? Will we just go back to our lives or stay-" He was interrupted by that power armoured cyborg, who ignored him and started talking to Jasha. Geeze, you'd think that SOMEONE here would have manners. Malus stared at the hulking cyborg with contempt. Who the hell does he think he is anyway? Malus walked away, muttering to himself that if he enountered the Marine, he would happily hack it even AFTER it was dead.
"What fate awaits yours?" Malus heard from behind him. Fate? Malus turned to face the two. "Fate? There is no such damn thing. The only thing you can rely on is yourself, if you start thinking that there is something better than life after, then you'll waste your life waiting."
Malus paused for a moment, unsure of what he was trying to say. The one thing I believe in.
"You only have one life, just one shot at making something out of it, don't waste it. Because if you do, your life is forfeit."
With that Malus turned and walked away, leaving his fear behind.
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Post by Psychoman on Nov 26, 2005 11:04:50 GMT -5
Quintus stood on the stage, alone as always. He never truely fit in around here. He came in lonley and he would die lonley. The only think he could hope for was glory in his death. The all of a suddon he was bumped into. He raised his head from his stare at the ground and saw a strange person in several shades of tan carying a very sad sword(malus). "Excuse me..." Quintus said warrily.
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Post by Redeemer on Nov 26, 2005 11:46:52 GMT -5
(Yall arent fighting each other this round, you are all going to have a show off round first. And after General posts we can do it.)
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 26, 2005 16:35:42 GMT -5
Malus looked up at the Roman guy. So. This is the roman, maybe i should try being polite before i get agro. "My apologies, i should have looked where i was walking." He stared at the roman armour. So, that's what roman armour looks like. Not bad. Malus thought as he raised his hand for a handshake. "I'm Malus Darkblade, pleased to meet you."
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Post by Psychoman on Nov 26, 2005 16:42:16 GMT -5
Deciuos looked at the hand which was raised by the sandy looking one confusingly. He pondered for a moment what this strange gesture could mean. Quintus then put his hand out to mimic Malus and he firmly grasped it and began moving it up and down. Quintus chuckled at the strange gesture. "I dont suppose you are from Rome, and you certanly dont look like a soldier."
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Post by 0darkblade0 on Nov 26, 2005 16:49:05 GMT -5
Malus smiled at the roman solider. "Nah, i'm from a few hundred years after you. Soliders have changed over the years. I guess with technology these days."
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Post by Psychoman on Nov 26, 2005 17:49:06 GMT -5
((lol more like thousands of years after him. He is from 9 A.D.))
Quintus lowered his head and said, "Well, i dont think any amount of technology could save us from this place. I pray mars will have mercy on me." He looked up to the gods and saw mars looking down upon him. "Where are your gods, Malus?"
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