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| Templar Slayer (Open); stop me. I dare ya. | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 16 2009, 11:35 PM (350 Views) | |
| Post #1 Oct 16 2009, 11:35 PM | Lastdesire |
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Templar Castle. Sorta ancient, cathedral-like, crossed between some fort or something. With, of course, a few latest, up-to-not updates that stood out terribly. The old, yellowed rock slabs that made up the wall had been fixed with a few cameras here and there, designed to capture all entities, wave or not. Despite the old feel, staff dressed in smart, sharp uniform walked here and there, with the occasional flash of a Templar's robe, designed with the latest synthetics of course. The fountain that no longer spouted water lay as a manument in the center of it all, its grandeur effects soemwhat spoiled by a 'You are here' directionary board right in front of it. Templar Castle. House (and office) to some of the world's best warriors and secret agents. The CIA, FBI, MOSSAD of this generation. They took the law into their own hands, and broke it to serve justice when neccessary. Templar Castle. The security was, of course, nothing less than impressive. It was said it could fend off an entire regiment of military by itself. Its original design already a defensive fort aside, it was gun-packed with lasers and missiles that could rival a small nation's. And its personnel was... well, trained for combat, to put it lightly. Which was why you had to be crazy to attack this place. Which, in turn, of course meant... Explosion. Boom Boom Ka Da Ka Da Boom. Rock burst, unleashing a torrent of compressed flame, and a heat wave washed over the area. The simultaneous force shattered walls and glass all around. Bodies of people strayed too near the blast littered around the site, stren untidily. A figure strode forth from the clearing smoke. "Whoa. And I was wondering if antiques like C6s would even work. ...But...looks like they fit the job pretty well." A grinning, sunglassed man looked around, his pearly white teeth glowing in the flash of light. It as time for chaos to boil over. |
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| Post #2 Oct 18 2009, 02:23 PM | Omega |
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OOC: Templars? Sure. Since I'm getting involved with this, I can try to finish up your other mission. It'll be pretty lame, but at least it would be over. _______________________________________________________________ The Templar Castle had been a nice and quiet place for what seemed like ages with no trouble in sight. Sure they were getting reorganized after their leader was murdered, but word of the change in staff had yet to meet the public ear. Still, the Castle was in a subtle disarray as it was. The pleasant little visit from a psychotic warrior was the perfect topping to this casserole of confusion. The explosion caught the attention of everyone in the vicinity quickly. Those in its blast radius were crushed by rubble that came from the newly made window. Those who survived either ran, or cautiously approached the intruder holding miscellaneous weapons. You would think that security would have been a little bit better than a few timid warriors approaching an invader, but the confusion in the higher ups had boiled over and down the hierarchy chain. Their confidence was shot. Quickly through the halls, a red haired man ran toward the breached area, knowing that he'd have to be the one to take care of the threat. He just had to get there first. |
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| Post #3 Oct 18 2009, 02:49 PM | Lastdesire |
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ooc: Take your time about that. I think I'd enjoy this more, actually. Two arms wrapped themselves around the neck of the red haired boy. "Hey~~whereja going, pretty pretty? C'mon, stay and play, why won't you." WIth a laugh as sweet as wild honey and a laugh that tinkled like a christmas bell, Era laughed, tousling the red hair of the youth playfully. "Now don't be too hard on me; we can't get used to wild ones..." One slender finger reached out to caress the chin of the other easingly. Behind the dark glasses, merry lights danced in those insane eyes. Or was it the other way round? |
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| Post #4 Oct 18 2009, 05:30 PM | Berserk |
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OOC: Since I'm at the brink of leaving this place, what's one last From afar, about half a mile away from the templar base, Sky, the green warrior is sitting on a hill, watching the fireworks done by Exa in a silence as he and templars are fighting. |
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| Post #5 Oct 19 2009, 04:54 PM | Omega |
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OOC: Part of the reason I was taking so long to post in the mission was to not make it so simple. I was trying to make it interesting and engaging, but I've been finding it hard to pull together all of the information in that mission together. I'll come up with something good though. ______________________________________________________________ The man stopped as Era wrapped his arms around his neck. It was almost like he was being molested or something, but his attempt to get into his head didn't affect him. Instead, he just smirked at he knew he was the greater one, the stronger one. Whether or not he was stronger than Era was up for debate, but his confidence wouldn't allow him to accept that he was weaker. "Heh. Sorry. Holding back isn't in my nature. Not as a Main Templar." [assumed that Era approached from behind] In one swift motion, the man wrapped his right leg around Era's and tried to set him off balance as his left elbow jammed hard and fast into Era's stomach. The result would hopefully distract Era enough has he pulled away and turned around to face his opponent. [assumed that Era approached from the front] As if following through with Era' awkward homosexual gesture, the man also wrapped his arms around Era's neck. Gripping his head, the man rammed his head into Era's in a skull shattering headbutt. The impact should distract Era long enough for a successful follow up knee to the stomach, and also giving him enough time to back up after his attack to free himself from Era's strange grip. |
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| Post #6 Oct 20 2009, 03:08 PM | Lastdesire |
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ooc: T'was from the back. Templars were good. But Assassins weren't half-bad, either. Era had been the one who had initiated the hug, and though it was still a random whim on his part, surprise and preparation was on his side. There was no way the other would catch him off guard; in fact, the shock factor of some man-to-man skinship pretty much worked like a stunner. And of course he was ready for the other to show some resistance. The leg hooked back against Era's, but two main reasonings applied here; such attacks only worked when the opponent's balance was off, or about to be; and though both arms were indeed around the red-haired Templar, having both his legs grounded basically earthed him. The second reasoning? What came around went around. With equal torque and readiness, Era moved with the enemy's leg, and what resulted would be considered a negating of the attempt to disable his balance by a counter psuh to the right, widening the gap between both legs, and incidentally pushing the other's connected ankle away and deviating from its true course. This effectively reversed the attempt to switch balances. As for the jab to the side, lo and behold; that was the most classic move besides a headbutt to a guy grappling you from behind. Though Red Hair hadn't done that, Er ahad also taken precautions against headbutting by placing his head righ into contact with teh other's face, locked somewhere above the shoulder blades of the man; thus reducing the required distance needed to build a good momentum for a knock. But I digress. The jab was to the side; and Era's eyes, that ahd steadily travelled down, ahd seen the movement of the arm. All in all, it was a rather small and pointed object; all that was neccessary was to move out of harm's way. Then again, hanging onto someone from behind didn't really help. Fortunately for Era, master of extreme close combat, he tightened the muscles on incriminating side and twisted with a stratling flexibility; one might almost call it snakelike. What resulted was a distortion in his body; you could see where the body twisted to one side in a violent fashion at bottom of the ribs; somewhat disturbing. But a true martial artist trained his interior as much as the exterior. And now came this Era's attack. Since both hands were already so readily put at his disposal, right around the enemy's neck, it'd be a shame not to use them. Swiftly he tightened them into a deadlock; one arm put behind another, cross fashion, pressed up against the enemy's windpipe in an effort to cut the oxygen to the brain, inflicting unconciousness in a matter of perhaps half a minute. Classic choke, with deadly skill. |
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| Post #7 Oct 20 2009, 10:03 PM | Omega |
Thats what I figured, but after over analyzing your post and coming up with a logic-phail counter, I just decided to add it just in case. __________________________________________________________ The man's attempt to get the upper hand instead brought him to a dire position. He was already at the mercy of his opponent, but his pride wasn't about to let this fight end so easily. His eyes glimmered with anger as he directed his attention to removing Era's arm from his neck as he push up with his legs to help regain balance. The choke hold would require an enormous amount of strength to break considering on how it was performed, and the fiery red head thought he had what it took. With angered mixed in with his own strength, his hands clamped Era's arm as he tried to give himself some room to breath. However, this wasn't like Dragon Ball Z where the more angry you got, the stronger you became. As a Templar, he did pride himself on his fighting style being the only one to use just his fists as a Main Templar. The only problem was that like his choice of weapon, his attack process was very simple. The only way he knew to escape this situation was to out man his opponent. If he couldn't successfully remove the arm from his neck, it was lights out for him pretty quick. However, if he could make Era's arm budge, then an overhead throw was sure to come as he'd duck down to ensure his opponent went over. This would only happen if he was stronger than Era, and only the intruder knew the answer to that. Edited by Omega, Oct 20 2009, 10:04 PM.
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| Post #8 Oct 21 2009, 03:00 AM | Lastdesire |
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"....Oh? That's some strength." Era noted, watching his arm slowly budge from the neck. "...But it's too bad. You know it too, don't you." Statement, not question. WIth increased power of a devil, he forced down on his grasp, edging the arm back to its former location. "I. Hold the leverage. In. This position." Even he was getting out of breath. His arms strained to fight; he ahd the power of two whole arms while the other only had fingers on him. In a fair bout, they may be on par in terms of raw strength, but this wasn't arm-wrestling. It was only a matter of how long- and difficult- it took for the guy to fall into unconciousness. ...Mind you, Templar as he was, it could be a very, very long time. Hearts thumped. Era could feel his heart beating against the man's warmth, and the Templar's thumping back. Both whispered curses with what breath they had left, so intimately as if a couple locke in love. Era furrowed his brows, working the prickling numbness off his arms by tightening his grip further. He only hoped no one intervened while he took down this guy. |
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| Post #9 Oct 22 2009, 07:08 PM | Berserk |
| And intervene someone did. As a shuriken comes by between the Templar and Exa at high speed from their left. With Sky closing in saying, "Don't mind me. I just intervened because this moment was pretty boring. You can.. get back to beating up each other."[/color |
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| Post #10 Oct 23 2009, 04:52 AM | Lastdesire |
| ooc: Impossible to get a shuriken in between two people hugging like that. |
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| Post #11 Oct 24 2009, 11:33 AM | Berserk |
| OOC:Ack. I actually meant nearly above their heads. That's possible.... the way you put it tempts me with a gay joke. |
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| Post #12 Oct 24 2009, 03:26 PM | Omega |
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OOC: At our heads, right? Oh boy... And because I'm already tired of using generic names, here's this guy's stats. Roy Dame ____________________________________________________________ Roy's arms starting shaking as Era brought on the pressure. It didn't matter how much strength he had, even if he was a Main Templar. He had the disadvantage, and unless something happened, it was only a matter of time before his strength went out. His throat vibrated as he tried to speak, but the choke hold kept the words from coming out of his mouth. The tightening grip made breathing difficult, and his lungs were beginning to run out of oxygen. Lucky for him, or rather unlucky, a shuriken came flying at what appeared to be his head. He could only see it with his peripheral vision, so Roy couldn't determine its exact position. At any rate, he knew he needed to dodge it, so he instinctively bent his body forward and unleashed all of his strength to try to move him and Era forward. A pretty nice bonus would be that the shuriken would be aimed at Era's head, but Roy lacked the vantage point to actually see what would happen. If this didn't change things, then this struggle was over. |
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| Post #13 Oct 25 2009, 03:46 PM | Lastdesire |
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Era, busy making sure he was choking Roy Dame finely, didn't notice the flying star of metal coem at him. His ears didn't pick up the whine of whistling steel through air, and his senses didn't alert him to the danger approaching. In time, of course. When the warning did come, it was when Roy Dame inexplicably bent over with all his might, whiel an electrifying sensation like static pricked the back of his neck. And then the flying piece of metal buried itself in his head. The very impact threw Era off, a trail of blood trhough the air as he fell. Fortunately, it wasn't too deep; hsi thick skull must have protected him from the full brunt of the force. Pulling the shuriken out with some ichor, he glared at Sky ane flipped him the birdie. "What the hell, man? You itching for some ass-whupping again?" WIth that, he transformed. The Ashes gathered around him, a whirlpool of Chaos, feeding him with energy from hsi soul and power from different universes downloaded into tehf rame of this dimension. Change erupted in billions of billions of particles within and outside, yet from appearance alone it looked as if nothing much ahd changed. Flesh turned to Waves, and Chaos Exa stepped forth, looking mightily pissed in a... Leotard. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Health: 95% CHAOS SERVER ACCESS CHAOS SERVER ACCESS
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| Post #14 Oct 26 2009, 01:19 PM | Berserk |
| Sky replies as he, of course, replies to Era's birdie with his own. "Last time we fought you were showing off with your freaking cuddling skills. Now, will you go back to fighting the tough guy in front of ya?" As Exa came forth, Sky just took a step back to get in a ready stand while saying, "... Aww nertz." |
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| Post #15 Oct 26 2009, 10:22 PM | Omega |
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OOC: I forgot to fully mention this before, but you can access the Chaos Server on your own. You don't need a staff member to do it for you anymore, so this is pretty dependent on the honor system (for now). I just need to work up some code that can't be copy/pasted. I went ahead and edited your post and used the Server, so don't edit your post. Otherwise, I'll have to assume the worst and give you every drawback we have on file >=D ________________________________________________________________ Roy fell as Era (assumidly) let go of his neck, coughing from the strain on his wind pipe. It took him awhile to gain his breath, and the taste of blood was on his lips. He rose to his feet, rubbing his neck. "You son of a bitch!" It was clear he was in a foul mood. The anger in his face twisted to a devilish grin as what looked like ash gathered around Era's body. An occurrence like that normally meant Wave Conversion, and Roy was ready to get some payback. A fire erupted from his Hunter VG, quickly encompassing his body. Roy seemed to soak in the flames as his body went through his own Wave Conversion. It didn't take long for Roy's body to be lost in the fire as the EM flames turned into armor on his skin. Assuming a boxing stance, the flames fanned away from his body just as Era finished getting dressed. His intensity decreased. "Heh. Didn't think you were actually gay. So much for that." |
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