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The Hades CupThe stage is set at Olympus Colliseum. The setting is mid afternoon as the two entrants enter the ring. To signal the begin of the fight, a barrier appears around the tiled arena floor, making the fighters incapable of moving outside of the ring. As a reminder: - You have 24 hours to post.
- If you fail to make a post in that time you will be skipped once per thread. Second offense will be disqualification.
- You are limited to three actions per post.
- Good luck and have fun!
Posting Order Dieter, then Genesis
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 19, 2018 16:54:36 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
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Dieter’s hand drifted to his left shoulder, tentatively prodding at it with his fingers – the vivid memory of Silv’s axe cleaving into it still fresh in his mind. Fortunately, they’d had a healer on standby, their curative magicks seeping deeper into the wound and reknitting the damaged flesh back together. Although, it wasn’t a painless process, no, quite the contrary – he’d felt every bit of pain as severed nerves reconnected with one another. But for the time being, none of that mattered as he’d approached the arena. His floor-length robes grazed the sandy earth periodically, his leather sandals slapping dully against the ground as he’d approached the edge. Dieter’s leg muscles tensed as he’d pushed off the ground, effortlessly propelling himself up onto the arena, unfazed by the translucent wall that had erected itself behind him. He knew he had to ensure that he didn’t get cornered again, that had been a grave mistake during his last match.
With a soft sigh, the Dark Knight turned in the direction of his opposition, his hand drifting down towards his side. The tips of his fingers tentatively tracing over the worn leather, settling into their familiar groves. With a swift roll of his wrist, his blade slipped from its’ scabbard with an audible “shink”. Yet another roll of his wrist positioned it approximately an inch above the ground, his grip laxing enough for its’ weight to bury the tip into the ground. Now the question remained, what type of fighter was his opponent? A mage, a knight, another axe-wielding berserker – only time would tell.
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The previous match had been a welcomed and much needed awake up call to the current state of the SOLDIER First Class. Leather creaked, a glove tightening about the auburn-haired man's left hand as he flexed his hand to and from a fist a couple of times. A frown was worn on his face, his glowing turquoise eyes studying his hand carefully. He was much weaker then he had initially expected. Honestly, he wasn't sure how much longer he could have fought in the last match had his opponent not collapsed and admitted defeat. His frown grew slightly more intense. To think he had degraded so much, only to continue to wither away inside the Flooded Caverns. It was fortunate that the were healers and medics on hand between the rounds of this tournament. The damage he had taken to his shoulder from the Woman in Red was close to disabling his arm entirely. Yet after sitting through the mages healing, the SOILDER was returned to pretty much top condition. Or at least as close to 'top' as he currently could get. Looks like he was going to need to hit the training room at some point.
After having time to rest and recover, the time to battle once more had approached. Heading to his entrance gate, the Crimson SOLDIER returned to the arena to be greeted by the cheering crowds once more. Some of them seemed a bit more... excited to see him. Whatever that reason, he decided to pay it no mind for he could do without the distractions. Walking to the raised fighting arena, he stepped up and took a couple more steps forwards before stopping and turning about to peer over the crowds, watching and listening to them cheer and clap. He couldn't help but smile subtly at the sight. Must be nice to be this excited over something. Guess these tournaments don't come around too often? The auburn-haired man thought to himself as he looked about the crowds a little longer. Soon enough, he turned his glowing eyes onto the blonde-haired swordsman standing across the other side of the arena. So, this long-haired stranger was his next opponent? The only other person Genesis knew to have hair that length was Sephiroth. Was this kid copying him, or was it mere coincidence?
Regardless, the blonde-haired swordsman looked ready to begin their match, so it would only be sensible for the Crimson SOLDIER to do the same. Swordsman huh? So he'll want to fight close range... just like the woman in red from last round. Suits me fine. He thought to himself as he pulled his left hand out of his coat pocket. Flexing his fingers into a position that appeared he was gripping an invisible ball, Genesis suddenly leapt backwards away from his opponent, a Flash fireball spawning within his raised hand. Swinging his hand over his head in a wide arc, seven fireballs suddenly burst from his palm and rocketed high into the air above the arena. Genesis then lowered his arm and swung his hand before himself, releasing another seven fireballs directly at the swordsman opposite him. Sticking his left hand back into the air over his head, Genesis clenched a fist and pulled his arm down, redirecting the fireballs in the air to change course and start plummeting down towards the blonde swordsman instead.
With the fireball in his palm now extinguished, Genesis thrust his left hand back into the air over his head and summoned a large purple ball of flame this time. Channelling his Shadow Flare spell, the Crimson SOLDIER crouched down onto one knee and slammed his left palm down onto the ground. A large patch of ground under the feet of the blonde swordsman would suddenly turn a dark, ominous purple colour for a couple of seconds before exploding upwards into the air. This happens another four times in a row, each patch of ground tracking the footfalls of the blonde swordsman and erupting under their feet. With so much going on, hopefully the Crimson SOLDIER's opponent wouldn't know where to turn or what to do. Hopefully. Who knew what this stranger was capable of? Either way, the Crimson SOLDIER felt excited, much the same as he did in the previous round. This was going to be fun!
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1. Genesis jumped backwards and cast Flash on Dieter, releasing fourteen (14) fireballs at them. 2. Genesis cast Shadow Flare. 3. Not used.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 20, 2018 2:37:20 GMT -5
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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]What good is a star that has lost its light?
[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
| Dieter’s lacklustre verdant eyes narrowed, skepticism evident upon his features as he’d witnessed Genesis’ left-hand slip from his pocket. The red swordsman’s leather-glad fingers flexed around an invisible spherical object, raising the unvoiced question, what was he grasping? Before the Dark Knight could speculate further, Genesis had already begun an expedient retreat backwards – a course of action that didn’t bode well for him. A sense of relief overtook him when he’d caught a momentary glimpse of a singular fire ball, one that multiplied several times in an instance. How peculiar , Dieter mused to himself, mildly impressed by Genesis’ degree of control as those seven flames rocketed upwards. Before he could marvel at the swordsman’s handiwork, another seven fireballs were conjured and launched at him.
At Genesis’ command, the fireball’s course altered themselves, honing in on himself. Surprisingly, the Dark Knight made no effort to retreat, unfazed by the encroaching flames, even as they’d slammed against his body. When the spheres exploded against his body, they’d generated enough pressure to displace his platinum blonde tresses, a few strays’ hairs burning up in an instance. In response to the man’s actions, the Dark Knight’s grip upon his blade tightened. His smoky jade eyes drifting softly shut, lips moving rapidly as he’d recited memorized verses to himself. With each word that left his lips, he could sense the energies contained with his blade shifting – reshaping themselves to fulfil the purpose given to them. For the time being, Dieter was focused on ramping up his defenses, not to mention perhaps going on the offensive – even if it was gauge Genesis’ capabilities. By the time Dieter finished the first scripture for Kiyomori , the ground beneath him had already begun to darken. A small baleful orb of emerald green energy solidified in front of him, shattering him just before Genesis’ flames rocketed upwards. When they attempted to consume him, Genesis would find that his shadowy flames just trickled harmlessly across an impromptu shield. Due to not having to worry about the other’s strikes for now. Dieter smirked to himself as he’d finished the second recital, invoking Ame-no-Murakumo . A piercing banshee like wail slipped from his blade as he’d let the banshee’s surge forward. Their oppressing presence running the minute chance of inflicting slow upon his enemy. However, that wasn’t all, The Dark Knight’s blade Träne des Todes pulsated as a smoky skull briefly manifested itself, Ubel the Lich, whom was bestowing a fraction of his power upon the Banshees, bolstering their capabiltiies with his Ubel’s Legacy , if either were effective, Genesis might be in for a world of hurt.
With a non-verbal gesture, the three banshee surged forward, their claws attempting to find purchase upon Genesis' flesh.
1. Negated Flash, Used Kiyomori to defend self, Shell ½ Light, Protect 2/2 ) 2. Used Ame-no-Murakumo 3. Enhanced Ame-no-Murakumo with Ubel’s legacy [hp=100/100]
Archdaemon Harbringer: By undoing the glyphs used by Belias’ to suppress Dieter’s Daemon Heritage, Dieter has reconnected with his bestial side. Normally, those of his kind are noted to possess an innate immunity to holy damage – a fact attributed to the fact they are deemed the children of Lady Altima. However, due to the unconsecrated oath sworn not only to Belias but as a Dark Knight, such is not the case with Dieter. Instead, Dieter possess resiliency when exposed to Dark or Fire elemental damage – reducing it by a tier, Heavy > Medium, Medium > Light > Immune . Alas, such an ability comes with drawback, Ice, Holy and Water damage are increased by a tier – Light > Medium > Heavy > Massive > Critical . In addition to these side effects, it is noted that Dieter’s senses have heightened to the point where they rival that of a Viera. Lastly, due to the seal being undone, Dieter is able to shift to his Daemon form and is capable of accessing Daemon Magick. [Passive]
Ubel’s Legacy : Prior to being vanquished by Helios Ambitions’ Ciru-Ajiru, Ivonne Menetril, and Dieter Wolfram, Ubel was in the nefarious process of experimenting with hexes and curses. His knowledge regarding such taboo subjects was passed onto Dieter, when their fates were bound together by a blood-oath. Enabling Dieter to imbue a strike with Ubel’s enfeebling curses. However, the spell formation passed on was incomplete, resulting in it relying heavily on luck. [ Roll 1d10, if 2 or 7, a target struck is Enfeebled. Enfeeble: decreases the defense of the afflicted, resulting in any damage done increasing by singular tier Light > Medium > Heavy > Massive > Catastrophic > Critical] ( Enfeeble Duration: 2 of targets’ post, Cooldown: Four Posts] M7GToXhb1-10
Kiyomori: An art rumored to awaken the spirits associated with the unyielding presence of steel. Its’ activation is signaled by a verdant will-o-wisp emerging from the blade, it spirals around its’ caster and those within its’ vicinity before disappearing. Those blessed will find they are shielded against both magical and physical attacks. [ Protect & Shell : Dispelled after 2 Posts or after being hit by either a Moderate or two Light attacks of their corresponding defense. Cooldown: 4 Posts.]
Ame-no-Murakumo: An art rumored to awaken spirits associated with the very metal used to forge a swordsman’s blade. When awakened, they cause the blade to pulsate with a benevolent, baleful cerulean aura. This lasts a fraction of a second before a trio of unknown specters from his blade and encircle foes in his proximity [ Can affect up to three if they are within 1.5 M of Dieter]. Their dreary presence brings with it a sensation of malaise, fatigue and most importantly has an offset chance of inflicting them with Slow. [ 20% Chance of Slow, Roll 1D10, if 3 or 5, inflicted with slow, also does Minor damage. Duration: 2 Posts. Cooldown: 4 Posts ]1-10
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The auburn-haired man allowed a small smirk to form on his lips when he watched and felt the spells he cast all strike their target directly. Yet after the first couple of impacts, the SOLDIER's smirk vanished and he frowned instead, leaning forwards slightly and narrowing his eyes as he clearly noticed something was wrong. The crowds didn't seem to notice as they all cheered and clapped at the spectacle, the bright flashes and explosions heating up the arena. That didn't work... Genesis thought to himself as he stood still and waited for the dust and smoke to clear. No, it didn't do anything. His blonde-haired opponent remained standing in the same spot with next to no damage caused. What happened? The SOLDIER First Class glanced at his left hand and flexed his fingers into a fist then relaxed them afterwards. Turning his glowing eyes back onto the blonde swordsman, Genesis returned his left hand to his coat pocket and continued to wear a frown as he watched and waited. Did he cast a spell on himself before he entered? Genesis theorized in his thoughts. His right eyebrow perked up slightly as he looked back at the length of the blonde swordsman’s hair.
Sephiroth is fairly resistant to fire and flames... This kid seems to be mimicking his look... Does he also mimic his abilities too? The Crimson SOLDIER's frown grew slightly darker as his bright turquoise eyes flicked from the blade his opponent held back to his face. And was he -talking- to himself throughout the barrage of spells and flames sent his way? Wait, was he casting his own spell? The auburn-haired man flexed his knees and waited for what was about to come his way and sure enough, after a wailing scream filled the air, three spectre-like entities emerged from his opponents blade and suddenly charged at him. Genesis just frowned and keeping his hands in his pockets, he twisted to his right to avoid the claws of one banshee, ducked to his left to slip past a second, before flexing his knees and leaping up to front flip over the third, landing back upon his feet fairly gracefully. As his crimson coat whipped the back of his boots before coming to a rest, Genesis stood up straight and stared back at his opponent. Spirits huh? That's fairly dark. And the way his blade almost pulsed like a beating heart... something isn't right with this kid.
However, when attempting to take a step forwards to approach the kid, Genesis' eyes widened a fraction when his entire body felt really... heavy suddenly. Slowly Genesis pulled his left hand from his coat pocket and brought it up before him to examine carefully, watching his fingers flex and relax, like he was in... Slow motion... The Crimson SOLDIER thought with a frown. Must have been those ghost things... perhaps they had an aura surrounding them? Tch, how annoying. Bringing his left hand up to his forehead, the auburn-haired man pressed his gloved fingers against his skin before throwing his hand out to his side, causing his Angel's Wing to spawn from his left shoulder blade. With a single beat of his wing, Genesis launched himself up high into the air where he begun to hover above the arena patiently. Pulling his right hand out of his coat pocket now, a flash of light engulfed the SOLDIER's hand as he summoned his Rapier to his grasp, where he held it before him defensively. Can't fight to my full potential while slowed... this is bound to wear off eventually... so I'll just wait up here until it does. Even slowed, I ought see his attacks coming in time to dodge them while this high up... And so Genesis waited once more, eyes sharp and ready to move if he saw the blonde-haired stranger coming his way.
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1. Dodged, ducked and leapt over the Banshees to avoid damage, but still got inflicted with Slow. 2. Summoned his Angel's Wing, increasing his speed and agility and granting flight. 3. Not used.
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1. Flash can now be used. 2. Shadow Flare – 1 Post. 3. Angel's Wing can now be used.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 21, 2018 2:04:05 GMT -5
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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]What good is a star that has lost its light?
[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
| Without pause, the Dark Knight’s leg muscles tensed, groaning in protest as he’d abruptly lunged forward – following in the wake of the conjured Banshee. His verdant eyes narrowed, distain evident upon his features as Genesis effortlessly maneuvered himself through the trio of specters – the man’s agility was admirable. For a fraction of a second, it’d seemed that the burgundy leather-clad swordsman intended to meet his charge. His chocolatey eyes widening marginally as the reality dawned upon him, the Spectre’s role had been fulfilled. He resisted the urge to chuckle at Genesis’ estranged antics, the way he’d begun to inspect his fingers as he’d flexed them – the sudden difference must have been mildly debilitating.
Genesis’ gestures piqued his interest, the way he’d pressed his gloved fingers against his skin before drastically extending them out to his side. However, his verdant eyes widened in shock as suddenly an angelic wing burst from his back. With that very same wing, Genesis effortlessly propelled himself upwards. With a singular beat of his wings, he’d managed to extract himself from Dieter’s grasp – no way for him to reach him with sword alone. Alas, Dieter’s diverse pool of abilities negated the perceived advantage. His lips once again moving in rapid succession as he’d recited memorized scriptures for both Firaja and Firaga .
It took him scarcely thirty seconds to finish both incantations, his lips curving upwards into a playful grin as he’d gestured to the area above Genesis and directly below him. Simultaneously, one could see that the ground beneath Genesis began to glower, its’ depths radiated by the amaranthine flames threatening to erupt from below. In addition, the skies above Genesis darkened abruptly before masses of flames flowed downwards. Despite his best efforts, the attacks weren’t entirely in sync. Regardless, the flames surged towards one another, threatening to consume Genesis within their immolating depths.
For the time being, Dieter drew his sword across his chest, awaiting to see how the swordsman responded to the pyre.
1. Unsure if Ubel's Legacy effected him as well as slow 2. Cast Firaja 3. Cast Firaga
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Ame-no-Murakumo - Slow 1 more post Kiyomori 1 post protect 2/2 Shell 1/2
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Firaga: A pinnacle of Fire Magicked reached by few, frequently used by Black Mages belonging to a Royal’s Court. When cast it is capable of dealing Heavy damage to a singular target. These conjured flames are a rich violet and notably darker than its’ predecessor [ Cooldown: 3 Posts ] [Purchased Ability]
Firaja: The peak of Fire-elemental magick reached by a handful of scholars, those capable of invoking its wraith are awarded titles such as Sage . When cast it is capable of dealing Massive damage to a singular target, unlike its' predecessors, it has an innate ability of Magick Pierce - enabling it to pierce through the status effect Reflect . These conjured flames are a rich violet, borderline black. [ Cooldown: 5 posts ]
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Sharp turquoise eyes narrowed as the Crimson SOLDIER maintained his elevated position, watching the swordsman down on the arena floor beneath him. Some people might call Genesis' current tactic cowardly, yet the exact same thing could be said for the blonde swordsman down there. Casting status inducing spells like that right from the get go? What was the deal with that? Had this kid spoke to the Woman in Red and had devised a plan to give himself an advantage? The SOLDIER First Class gripped the hilt of his Rapier tighter. Unlikely... there wasn't all that much time between the first round and this one. The auburn-haired man glanced at his left hand again, once more flexing his fingers into and out of a fist. Still slowed it seemed. How annoying. But perhaps being up here wasn't giving him any advantages at all. It might work better just to simply go back down there and slug it out with the kid. He was young by the look of him, but Genesis knew that judging a book by it's cover was a big mistake. He'd already discovered that two of his spells were ineffective. Was this kid immune to magic as a whole, or was it the fire specifically?
Beating his wing repeatedly to keep himself hovering in the air, the Crimson SOLDIER's eyes flicked from his left hand, down to the kid below him, spotting movement. Not that of a swinging arm or a flexing of the knees however, no. No it was his lips. The kid was talking to himself again. So he has to chant to cast spells? Does that increase their power or something? I don't have to do that with my spells... Mind you I use materia... perhaps his is a natural talent? He thought to himself, his head snapping down to beneath him when seeing a patch of space start to glow and change colour. What, was he copying himself now over mimicking Sephiroth? Genesis didn't even bother looking up to see the same thing happening there. No, he already decided he had to move. With a heavy beat of his wing, the Crimson SOLDIER jerked his body off to his right, twisting himself around to the left as he did so. Damn this slow!! The SOLDIER hissed in his thoughts as the flames erupted below and above.
As the flames died down and vanished, the SOLDIER could be seen still hovering in the air, though his right arm looked like it had seen better days. The leather sleeve of his right arm had been badly scorched, the forearm section burnt away entirely to reveal his bare arm. With his Rapier still in his grip, Genesis brought his arm up to his eye level to inspect the damage, albeit slowly. One of his eyebrows perked up slightly and his frown gave way to a small smirk. Well well... Look at that. Lowering his right arm back down to his side, the Crimson SOLDIER looked down at the kid below him. Tucking his Rapier under his left arm, Genesis pulled the scorched glove off his right hand and tossed it down into the arena below him. Sliding his left hand inside his coat, he tugged out a spare, clean glove and securely pulled it back over his right hand, flexing his digits a few times into the ends. Can't float around here and wait for this slow to wear off if he can cast spells like that. Holding his Rapier up to eye level again, Genesis pressed his left palm against the flat edge of the blade and ran his hand down the length of the weapon, Imbuing his Rapier in energy.
From here, he turned himself about in mid-air so he was pointing towards the ground where he 'kicked' upon the air and beat his wing to propel him down to the ground quickly, slowed or not. Flipping about and landing on his feet with a thud, Genesis immediately leapt towards the blonde swordsman, his wing enabling him to glide across the around. Upon drawing near, Genesis pulled his right arm back behind him and lashed out with his Rapier, swinging the blade viciously from side to side in four heavy downward diagonal slashes. The first was aimed for the kid's right shoulder, then the second towards his left. The third and fourth were the same as the first and second. Due to the slow effect on him however, his strikes weren't coming out as fast as they could be, yet the wing on his shoulder and the energy crackling over his blade were aiding in negating the effect, albeit subtly. Still, was going to be learning experience to see how this brat dealt with Crimson SOLDIER being in his face.
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1. Tried to evade the two Fire spell, but was only partially successful. 2. Cast Imbue Sword on his Rapier to enhance physical strength and attacks and gain access to more abilities. 3. Attacked in a hard-hitting four strike combo using his Rapier.
Cooldowns
1. Shadow Flare can now be used. 2. Imbue Sword – 1 post.
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1. Slow – 1 Post. 2. Imbue Sword – Unlimited, unless stated otherwise.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 22, 2018 2:41:54 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
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No, these incantations had little effect on the strength of his spells, if nothing more, it’d acted as a catalyst for the image within his mind – granting shape and purpose to the consumed mana. The Dark Knight’s lacklustre jade eyes never once drifted off the slow-addled Genesis, curiously observing how the man responded to his barrage of hastily wrought spells. Once more the winged solider beat his mighty wings, thrusting himself to the right, his body immediately compensated to maintain a balanced equilibrium. Unfortunately, due to the influence of the Banshee, the swordsman didn’t manage to escape unscathed – his leather jacket burnt away to reveal his pale flesh.
He’d permitted the man a brief reprieve to take inventory of his injuries, regarding him with caution as he’d removed his scorched glove and dropped it down below. To his surprise, the man took the liberty to reach into his pocket and retrieve another glove from his pocket – least the man as prepared. He’d watched as Genesis brought his blade upwards, leveling it with his piercing eyes. He’d watched as the Genesis pressed his left palm against the flat of his blade, its’ length pulsating with energy after his ministrations. From this point, the avian’s assault began, descending rapidly towards the ground despite being slowed.
The moment his feet connected with the ground, the man immediately lunged in his direction. He made use of his winged appendage to glide across the ground, reducing the time it’d took to close the distance. Unaccustomed to Genesis’ particular style of fighting, each of the blows exploded against the protective barrier erected by Kiymori. As the third one exploded against it, one could hear an audible shattering noise as countless fragments of magick energy exploded outwards and fell harmlessly to the ground. Dieter’s teeth gritted as the remaining two blows collided with his body.
Still, Genesis had made a grave mistake, he’d engaged Dieter in close range combat. The Dark Knight’s grip upon his blade tightened as he’d wrenched it free. His energies permeating its’ length, a baleful amaranthine fog trickling along its’ length, Infernal Strike . When his blade reached the peak of its’ arc, a quick roll of his wrist brought it back down a second time. However, the blade was laddened with a sense of pressure, Crushing Blow .
Now it was time to see how the man handled taking Dieter’s blows head-on.
1. Took 2 of the 4 blows, 2. Used Inferal Strike + 2 Cooldown = Heavy Damage 3. Used Crushing Blow + 2 = Heavy DAmage [hp=95/100]
Belias' Dark Templar: A glyph on the back of Dieter’s right hand radiates a faint burgundy glow, pulsating in synchronize with his own heart – proof of an oath sworn to the Scion of Hellfire, Belias the Gigas. Sealed within are many secrets, many of which are unknown to Dieter. Although, he has discovered that it contains Belias’ research regarding the Dark Arts and Arcana. By decipher extensive formulas, Dieter has further trodden down a path he can’t disembark – furthering his ties to the Darkness. In doing so, Dieter has crippled his ability to channel divine energy [restriction of Paladin & Holy abilities]. In exchange, Dieter’s mastery of the Darkness has increased significantly [ with the exception of Unholy Sacrifice, In exchange for a boost in power, Dieter suffers an increased cooldown.] (1 – Light to Medium; 2- Medium to Heavy; 3 -Heavy to Massive – causes ability lockout for the remainder of a thread). Dieter understands that Darkness is more than it seems, its’ nature is negativity and as such has discovered how to weave more effective blights into his sword arts. [ 10% increase in status effects landing, roll 1D10 – status effects hit if 3 or number specified in ability are rolled.]. Dieter’s training has allowed him to maintain his mastery of the blade, enabling him to brandish two-handed weapons with one hand and no penalty to strength or speed. [ Passive ]
Infernal Strike: An unhallowed sword art designed to strike down foes with an umbra-clad blade while simultaneously mitigating the cumbersome nature of its’ casters mental fatigue. When invoked, the blade is coated in a baleful amaranthine miasma that radiates a stifles ones’ clarity. Should the blow connect, it deals accumulative medium damage [ split between light physical & light dark damage] However, should the blow connect, it possesses a secondary effect, it has the chance of increasing an singular used abilities' cooldown by one [ roll 1d10 if 7, one enemies' ability currently on cooldown will increase by one] In addition, it is noted that it reduces the cool down of an ability not used this turn by one [can’t be used on Infernal Strike] [ Cooldown: 6 posts ] [Purchased Upgrade|Purchased Upgrade] olcKL9hX1-10 *Reduced Kiyomori's Cooldown by 1*
Crushing Blow: An unhallowed art designed to instill their enemies with unrelenting fear in the presence of their umbra-clad blade. By doing, they not only deal physical damage, minor darkness damage, and lastly has 10& chance to recreate their foes’ subconscious fear inflicting Stop upon them. [ Roll: 1d10 if 3 or 7 inflcited with stop. ] [ Duration: 1 post, Cooldown: 6 ] 1-10
Ubel's Legacy (2) Kiyomori (1) Ame-no-Murakumo (2) Firaga: 3 Firaja -4
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Was this kid that cocky he didn't think he need to defend himself from being attacked? That was certainly very 'Sephiroth'. How annoying. This kid was nothing like the Legendary SOLDIER. Yet the auburn-haired man felt why the kid wasn't dodging. He had some sort of shield surrounding him, one that seemed to repel his blade. Yet in the middle of Genesis' barrage, something shattered and the Crimson SOLDIER felt his blade made purchase on the kid's body. That's more like it. Whatever that shield thing was, it must have spent all it's power on blocking the first two strikes. Genesis smirked as he noticed the kid grit his teeth. Bet he was regretting not defending himself now. Still, this accursed slow effect was holding him back. He could see the kid pulling his blade from the ground, that weird glow covered the weapon much the same as his own Rapier. Who was this brat? Some fanboy of all the SOLDIER's? Copying Sephiroth with his looks and now copying Genesis himself with his weapon? What was he going to steal from Angeal? Or Zack?
Move damnit!! The Crimson SOLDIER hissed in his thoughts as his sharp blue eyes watched the kid's blade coming at him, but being unable to shift his body out of the way in time. A sharp slice struck his chest and Genesis pushed a foot out backwards to stop himself from staggering back. With his body finally reacting now, he brought his blade up and swatted the kid's second strike away harmlessly with the clatter of steel upon steel ringing across the arena. Genesis frowned and flexed his knees as well as beating his wing, pushing himself backwards away from the kid a fair distance, almost halfway across the arena. Still too slow to fight at close range... Got to wait for this to wear off... He thought as he raised his Rapier up to eye level, his left hand glowing with bright white light that he transferred into the Rapier as he ran his hand down the blade again. The Rapier's red glow shifted white and Genesis then held the weapon up over his head where he fired off a bolt of white energy up into the sky. The Rapier returned to it's red glow again once the fired energy of Apocalypse exploded in the air, which twisted and turned and begun to form glyphs and text inside of a large and intricately designed rune. Once the design had completed, the whole thing shifted hue from white into red, which grew brighter and brighter before exploding and showering several bolts of energy down upon the blonde swordsman. Each bolt had some degree of tracking, but those which didn't hit their intended target would explode against the ground or barrier surrounding the arena.
As the bolts fell, Genesis blinked as it almost felt to him like time had sped up again. Ahhh, finally!! He thought with a smirk, watching as a bright flash of light consumed the runes in the air and finished the attack. Immediately, Genesis beat his wing and flew towards the blonde swordsman, getting back in his face almost instantly with his Rapier held up over his right shoulder were he swung it down in his brutal Dancing Sword attack. It was a fast six-hit combo with consisted of a diagonal downward slash from the right, then one from the left, followed by three hard thrusts and ending with Genesis leaping into the air and plunging his Rapier down into the ground, creating a large explosion of energy at the point of impact. Pulling his blade from the ground, he held it before him and dug his heels into the ground, smirking at finally being able to fight properly again.
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1. Parried away the Crushing Blow using his Rapier. 2. Cast Apocalypse. 3. Charged in and used Dancing Sword.
Cooldowns
1. Imbue Sword can now be used. 2. Apocalypse – 3 Posts. 3. Dancing Sword – 2 Posts.
Durations
1. Slow has worn off. 2. Imbue Sword – Unlimited, unless stated otherwise.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 23, 2018 8:31:29 GMT -5
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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]What good is a star that has lost its light?
[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
| The youthful Dark Knight’s pride refused to permit him to admit that Genesis’ flurry of blows had stung, no, by doing so he’d also conceded and displayed momentary weakness – it simply wasn’t permitted. Dieter saw how Genesis’ mako-tainted eyes widened as his blade arced dangerously close, digging deep into his chest. To his surprise, Genesis managed to correct himself, planting his foot firmly atop the ground to prevent himself from staggering backwards. However, his teeth ground against one another in unvoiced frustration as his opponent managed to parry his second strike – a feat that surprised him immensely. None the less, the resulting force appeared to be enough to force Genesis to retreat backwards – attempting to put some distance between the two.
Once Genesis had retreated back nearly half the length of the arena, he’d brought his rapier up towards his face. A few seconds later, the swordsman had leveled it with his eyes once more. He’d repeated a similar gesture from earlier, taking the time to run his left hand along the length of his blade. This time the cool steel radiated a faint white light. Of course, the Dark Knight was wary of such energy, especially when the Swordsman daringly fired it up into the sky. The energy launched into the sky quickly converged, reshaping itself into glyphs and texts that composed increasingly more elaborate runes. All the meanwhile, Dieter’s lips curved upwards into a playful grin as he’d focused his energies into his blade.
The Dark Knight’s coral-lips moved in silence as he’d recited a muted chant to himself, his sword pulsated with a different energy. This time a pentagram formed on the ground beneath him, its’ edges circulating rapidly about him as he’d fully activated Masamune , its’ effects wouldn’t be immediately evident as Haste and Regen were bestowed upon the caster. However, one should note aside from his increased speed, the Dark Knight’s perception was heightened to new levels – he could actually see each of the bolts as they’d descended in his direction.
His leg muscles tensed as he’d propelled himself backwards, surprised to see that a few of the bolts that didn’t collide with the ground had followed him. Dieter’s lips curved upwards as he’d extended his hand outwards in Genesis’ direction. His lips moved rapidly as he’d recited an increasingly long scripture, this time evoking his strongest magic. Yes, he was calling upon Hellfire , it’s intended purpose was not only to prematurely detonate the remaining charges of Apocolypse , but it was also to halt Genesis’ impending assault. Alas, some of the energy bolts passed through the sudden conflagration of flames that erupted from the ground. Unlike its’ previous predecessors, the flames that he’d conjured now consumed a vast majority of the arena.
1. Activated Masmune Haste & Regen Granted 2. Dodged inital strike bombardment of Apoclypse ( however still took heavy damage) 3. Used Hellfire to ignite most of arena and hopefully halt Genesis' Dancing Blade Combo
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Masamune: An art rumored to awaken the spirits associated with fleeting winds of change. Its’ activation is prompted by his blade being placed into the ground, causing an orange pentagram to be momentarily visible. Those within the pentagram are blessed with a boon of haste and minor regen. [ These effects are limited to three, including the caste. Haste: 3 Round Duration. Regen: 3 Round Duration, heals a Moderate Injury in that time. Cooldown: 5 Posts. ]
Hellfire: The truest mastery of fire-elemental magick, its’ only known previous wielder, Belias the Gigas – one of the fated twelve and scion of Flames. However, its’ power was inherited by another, Dieter Wolfram, Belias’ the Gigas Dark Templar. Those capable of wielding such devastating magick are regarded as Monsters . When cast, it is capable of dealing Critical damage to a singular target. Unlike third-tier and below magick, Hellfire has two innate abilities Magick Pierce unlike its' predecessor, it completely negates any form of magick defense ( to include variations of Shell, Reflect ) [Cooldown: 7 Post or Usable once per thread]
Cooldowns : Ubel's Legacy (1) Kiyomori (0) Ame-no-Murakumo (1) Firaga: 2 Firaja -3 Infernal Strike - 5 Crushing Blow - 5
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The smirk on he Crimson SOLDIER's face showed how confident he was feeling about regaining his full speed again. He actually felt really good, regardless of his right arm being burned and the deep slash across his chest. Sure it hurt, but the look on his face revealed anything but pain and agony. No, it looked like he was having fun. Yet that all changed as the auburn-haired man went in for his Dancing Sword attack. The ground beneath his feet and from the looks of it, nearly his entire side of the arena was suddenly engulfed in flames. The heat was immense, the blast probably easily disintegrating any normal person to be caught within it's flames. A moment passed and a flaming, burning figure was seen leaping out of the fire, a glowing red blade held within their grip that was thrust into the ground, causing an explosion to erupt from the point of impact. It was Genesis and he decided to complete his Dancing Sword attack even while blinded. It missed entirely, having being turned around by the flames. Yet the purpose wasn't to hit the blonde swordsman. No, the purpose was to use the explosion at the end to extinguish the flames burning his body and extinguish them it did.
Staying crouched down, his blade sunk deep into the arena floor, Genesis held onto his blade for a moment before letting out a held in breath. The smoke sizzling off his attire showed he wasn't able to fully escape the fires. Even his wing had been severely damaged to point of being dead weight. Astonishingly, the Crimson SOLDIER pushed himself up to his feet where he proceeded to slip his completely destroyed coat off his shoulders, letting it drop onto the floor behind him. He turned about, his face dirty with soot and marked with burns. That smirk he once wore had all but vanished and was now replaced with concern. Crouching down to examine the remains of his coat, Genesis rummaged about the pockets lining the inside before tugging out a badly burnt book. Standing up and opening the cover, Genesis' eyes started to glow bright, his hand beginning to shake. ”... How... DARE you...” He finally spoke aloud, his tone dripping with darkness and venom. Another page was turned, the edges blackened with soot and burned badly. Some of the text was still readable, but that was entirely beside the point. His deeply cherish LOVELESS book, ruined.
The burnt book fell from the SOLDIER's equally burned gloves as he whirled around and snatched the handle of his blade, tugging the Rapier free from the ground. Spining around to face the blonde swordsman, Genesis held his weapon before him at his stomach, the blade pointing up vertically. Pressing his left hand onto the glowing weapon, he begun to gather and pour a tremendous amount of energy into the blade. ”Hyyyooooooaaaaaahhhhh!!” He yelled out loud, the red glow of his Rapier shifting back to white as he continued to fuel his energy into the blade. His glowing turquoise eyes appeared to be on fire, the Mako in his veins burning much the same as the blonde swordsman's spells did earlier. Once the white glow surrounding the Rapier had become almost too blinding to look at, the Crimson SOLDIER swung the weapon towards his opponent and released all the energy gathered in a Purgatorial Wave. A massive area under the blonde swordsman suddenly exploded in several, huge explosions of energy.
Once the blasts has died down, the Crimson SOLDIER's brightly glowing, fire-like eyes could be seen penetrating the dust long before the silhouette of his body slowly came into view. A single swipe of his blade blew the dust clouds away and slowly the auburn-haired man walked towards what had become of the blonde swordsman. Smoke was still rising from his attire, but the SOLDIER looked like a demon possessed and clearly didn't seem to be letting the damage get to him. His most cherished treasure had been taken away. Now nothing was going to stop him from extracting revenge on this foolish child. Picking his left hand up and pressing his scorched fingers upon his forehead, Genesis swung his Rapier over his head and sliced the burnt, useless wing from his back that fell to the arena floor with a thud. He then threw his left arm out to his side as before, and summoned in a brand new, healthy Angel's Wing from his back. All the while his eyes were locked on the blonde swordsman to which he continued to walk towards slowly.
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1. Used the last hit of Dancing Sword to extinguish the flames on his person. 2. Unleashed his Purgatorial Wave. 3. Summoned a new Angel's Wing.
Cooldowns
1. Apocalypse – 2 Posts. 2. Dancing Sword – 1 Post. 3. Purgatorial Wave – 8 Posts. 4. Angel's Wing can now be used.
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1. Imbue Sword – Unlimited, unless stated otherwise.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 24, 2018 19:53:34 GMT -5
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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]What good is a star that has lost its light?
[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
| Not that his pride would ever permit him to admit it aloud, a part of the Dark Knight admired and respected his opponent. Oddly enough, it wasn’t because of his strength or even his prowess on the battlefield, no, it was because his unrelenting tenacity. When Genesis’ silhouette was consumed by flames, one would have assumed that had marked the conclusion of their bout – these flames were hot enough to reduce a man to ash in seconds. None the less, he’d remained motionless as he’d stared into the depths of the roaring pyre – patiently awaiting any sighs of life from within.
As if on cue, Genesis leapt from within the flames, his glowing blade poised to strike. It quickly became apparent, the Dark Knight wasn’t his target, no, the man was purposefully aiming at the ground. When it connected with the ground, an explosive force erupted from the man’s sword, the sudden displacement of air and shower of dust and dirt smothered some of the surrounding flames, not to mention it’d also had extinguished nearly all of the flames that had desperately clung to the swordsman’s sizzling leather attire. Quite impressive, he managed to survive that relatively unscathed. the Dark Knight mused to himself as he’d took note of the damage caused.
While Genesis was in the midst of stripping, the Dark Knight’s grip upon his blade shifted once more as he’d placed the tip upon the ground. One could see his lips moving rapidly as the man removed his jacket. The Dark Knight’s blade began to emanate that thick baleful green miasma once more, this time it’d convalescence into a sphere, one that shattered immediately once more creating a protective magical shell around him. It’d granted him the much-needed boon of Protect and Shell – neither of which served a purpose except to abate the flames for the time being.
That wasn’t where the Dark Knight’s musing ended either. No, the Dark Knight continued to fiddle with his blade as the man freed himself of his charred clothing. By the time that Genesis had begun to rage about his burnt books, Dieter had already prepared his blade with yet another two of his blade arts, Sanguine Sword and Pestilence Bearer.If it weren’t for the boon of Haste, no doubt, Dieter’s preparations would have been interrupted by Genesis’ ministrations – especially the staggering amount of energy that had gathered on along the length of his blade.
Before he could make any attempt to dodge, the ground beneath him exploded. Fortunately, his preparations meant that for at least the initial blow or two, the protective shell around him took the brunt of the explosion. However, when it shattered, it meant that Dieter was forced to endure the remain blows. Each of which sent him reeling back and forth. By the time the barrage had ceased, the Dark Knight was leant against his blade. His verdant eyes glowered with hatred despite the fact that his lips were set in a smile. Upon closer inspection, one could see that Dieter’s clothes were in various states of disrepair, the young’s body covered with innumerable small bleeding injuries caused by bombardment of earthen shrapnel.
None the less, the Dark Knight surged forward, making use of Haste to close the distance between them. His first strike was intended to be a quick slash across the midsection. However, Dieter’s foot locked to the ground the moment he’d completed the first blow, praying that Sanguine Sword struck true. None the less, the Dark Knight flowed instinctively into the second blow, seamlessly flowing around his opponent in an effort to deliver the second blow upon his back.
[hp-35/100] 1. Used Kiyomori – dampered two of the initial explosions ( still did Crtical Damage dropping Dieter down to 25/100 HP 2. Masamune has healed 10 HP collectively – raising him back to 35/100 HP 3. Used Sanguine Sword 4. Used Pestilence Bearer]
Kiyomori: An art rumored to awaken the spirits associated with the unyielding presence of steel. Its’ activation is signalled by a verdant will-o-wisp emerging from the blade, it spirals around its’ caster and those within its’ vicinity before disappearing. Those blessed will find they are shielded against both magical and physical attacks. [ Protect & Shell: Dispelled after 2 Posts or after being hit by either a Moderate or two Light attacks of their corresponding defence. Cooldown: 4 Posts.]
Belias' Dark Templar: A glyph on the back of Dieter’s right hand radiates a faint burgundy glow, pulsating in synchronize with his own heart – proof of an oath sworn to the Scion of Hellfire, Belias the Gigas. Sealed within are many secrets, many of which are unknown to Dieter. Although, he has discovered that it contains Belias’ research regarding the Dark Arts and Arcana. By decipher extensive formulas, Dieter has further trodden down a path he can’t disembark – furthering his ties to the Darkness. In doing so, Dieter has crippled his ability to channel divine energy [restriction of Paladin & Holy abilities]. In exchange, Dieter’s mastery of the Darkness has increased significantly [ with the exception of Unholy Sacrifice, In exchange for a boost in power, Dieter suffers an increased cooldown.] (1 – Light to Medium; 2- Medium to Heavy; 3 -Heavy to Massive – causes ability lockout for the remainder of a thread). Dieter understands that Darkness is more than it seems, its’ nature is negativity and as such has discovered how to weave more effective blights into his sword arts. [ 10% increase in status effects landing, roll 1D10 – status effects hit if 3 or number specified in ability are rolled.]. Dieter’s training has allowed him to maintain his mastery of the blade, enabling him to brandish two-handed weapons with one hand and no penalty to strength or speed. [ Passive ]
Sanguine Sword: An unhallowed sword art designed to strike down foes with an umbra-clad blade while simultaneously rejuvenating its caster’s vitality. When invoked, the blade is coated in an opaque onyx miasma that radiates an oppressing negativity, undermined by a feeling of unsated hunger. Should the blow connect, it deals an accumulative medium damage [ split between light physical & light dark-elemental damage]. In addition, it posses two secondary affects. The first of its’ effects the damage deal is equal to the amount its’ caster is healed by. Secondly, it has a remote chance of inflicting the Bleed status effect [ roll 1d10 7= bleed, opponent suffers light damage for next two rounds, effects are ceased if any form of curative magick is used] [Cooldown 7: post][locked out – Damage boosted to Massive ] mYMQG8i|1-10
Pestilence Bearer: An unhallowed sword art designed to strike foes down with an umbra-clad blade while invoking Death’s sickness. When invoked, the blade is coated in an iridescent umbra-jade slime that drips from the blade. Should the blow connect, it deals light damage. However, it also possesses the remote chance of inflicting theZombie status upon its’ target. [ roll 1d10, if 7, an enemy is afflicted with Zombie Status. Curative abilities will now deal damage, can be cured by Esuna – will last two turns] [Cooldown: 7 Posts] [locked out] 1-10
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Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2018 17:09:30 GMT -5
The kid was quick, much like the Woman in Red before him. Not quick enough to escape the onslaught of his Purgatorial Wave, mind. Genesis did see the kid erect some sort of shield about himself, though that didn't appear to have survived the attack either. Maybe it was enough to keep him in the battle though? Who could say? The Crimson SOLDIER didn't much care at the moment. He was still enraged at having his LOVELESS book be destroyed and he was certainly going to make sure this kid was aware of the act of vandalism he just caused. Perhaps beating him up wasn't the right way to approach this, but again, he cared not. Slowly Genesis walked forwards, his fiery eyes locked onto the kid as he seemed to be using his blade as a support to keep himself on his feet. His clothes were a mess, something they both shared now and each had visible wounds on their persons. However, it was the SOLDIER First Class who continued to move for the time being.
As the kid dashed forth to attack, the auburn-haired man noted he still held his impressive speed. Perhaps that was another spell buffing him? He'd not know anyone to be able to get up and move that quickly again after taking what appeared to be a direct hit from the Purgatorial Wave. He had to take his hat off to this kid, metaphorically speaking. Picking up his right arm, the usual accompanying creak of tightening leather no where to be heard this time, Genesis clattered his imbued Rapier against the incoming strike from the blonde swordsman, swatting his attempt away with a well timed and aimed parry. Sparks flew from the Rapier at the impact, possibly caused from the energy wrapped about the blade. Thinking he had the advantage, Genesis swung his blade down hard from over his head in an attempt to slice the blonde swordsman in half, yet all he hit was the air before him as the kid seemingly vanished. Genesis raised an eyebrow, only to grit his teeth and bite back any sounds of pain from escaping his lips. How did this brat get behind him all of a sudden? Not only that, but how did he managed to get a strike in as well?
With a snarl, the Crimson SOLDIER immediately whirled around to his right when he had been stuck across the back to face his opponent, his Rapier snapping out in a swift Counter strike aimed for the kid's right upper arm. Taking a step closer, Genesis whirled himself around a second time, rotating his body quickly as he released a Twister Strike at the blonde swordsman. The rapid rotation of the SOLDIER's body caused a vortex of wind to surround him, first pulling in anything nearby before blasting outwards when striking out with his sword. The attack was designed to swat his foe away over actually dealing significant damage. Yet with the amount of debris and rubble in the arena, a lot of rocks and stones had been picked up and flung out in all directions, most of them impacting against the barrier protecting the audience before crumbling down to the floor. After catching his balance and standing back up straight, the Crimson SOLDIER resumed his slow walk, making his way towards the blonde swordsman, wherever he may have ended up.
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1. Genesis parried Dieter and attempted a riposte, but missed. 2. Used a Counter to immediately strike back at Dieter when his second blow connected. 3. Stepped forth and followed up his Counter with a Twister Strike.
Cooldowns
1. Apocalypse – 1 post. 2. Dancing Sword can now be used. 3. Purgatorial Wave – 7 Posts. 4. Counter can now be used. 5. Twister Strike – 2 Posts.
Durations
1. Imbue Sword – Unlimited, unless stated otherwise.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2018 14:31:15 GMT -5
Dieter is using his 24 hour extension.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Mar 26, 2018 17:16:36 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rhythm"] ❝ I watch as they fade one by one
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The Dark Knight’s lips remained set in a firm scowl as he’d felt his initial assault connect with Genesis’ rapier, its’ intended effect neutralized by the perfectly executed parry. Still, it’d satisfied him immensely to see that sparks riposting off their blades as they’d collided – yes, this was exhilarating. Due to his heightened cognitive abilities, the Dark Knight saw how Genesis’ blade snaked backwards and was brought above his head. It was this very knowledge that prompted his rather unorthodox one-two strike combo. If time slowed down in this particular instance, one could see the muscles within his legs tightening as he’d anchored himself to the ground. His weight shifting to the ball of his feet as he’d essentially pirouetted around Genesis. His quick movements let him traverse through the man’s apparent blind-spot creating the illusion that he’d simply disappeared. In that brief period of time, the Dark Knight’s grip upon his blade shifted ever-so as he’d arced his blade out across Genesis’ back. While the blade’s magick didn’t take effect, Genesis’ pained hiss served as proof that his blade had found refuge on his body. Even now, Dieter’s flow wasn’t disrupted as his lips moved rapidly, burning through the dwindling remnants of Haste’s influence. His muted chant muffed by Genesis’ irate snarl. By the time the Crimson SOLIDER had whirled around, his weapon poised to strike, Dieter had already finished his incantations. Albeit, he struggled to keep his focus as he’d felt Genesis’ rapier pierce his upper right arm. If it weren’t for a him making a minute adjustment, no doubt it would have pierced directly into the join instead of the glancing blow that split the skin above his clavicle wide open. What is with them and trying to lob off my arm? , The Dark Knight mused internally as Genesis advanced further. Dieter’s left hand extended daringly as he’d simultaneously activated Fire and Fira , albeit by the time they’d activate Genesis had already whirled around a second time. The flames birthed into existence, exploding violently around him just as Genesis’ Twister Strike caused a vortex of wind to knock him backwards. Of course, Dieter got bombarded by debris and rubble, albeit, it didn’t do too much damage – least not in comparison to what they’d already done to one another.
Dieter’s will extend into the depths of his own sword, ushering one of the spirits contained within to answer his plea. Once more the shrill cries of a Banshee could be heard or rather, they would have if it weren’t for Genesis’ howling zephyr. The trio of Spectres moved undeterred by the howling winds, hoping to sink their claws into Genesis once again. The last of Haste’s influence had begun to fade leaving the Dark Knight. [hp=20/100] 1. Took Light Damage from Counter, Medium Damage from Sharpnel, 5 HP healed by Regen. Haste has also endd. 2. Used Fire 3. Used Fira 4. Used Ame-no-Murakumo
Fire: The lowest tier of Fire Magick, it is considered a staple in any novice mage's arsenal. Unlike tradional flames, when cast by Dieter, it manifests itself as vibrant amaranthine. It is noted that these flames are capable of dealing light fire damage to a singular target. [ Cooldown: 1 Post]
Fira: An upgraded Fire Magick, frequently used by acolyte Black Mages, it is capable of dealing Medium Fire damage to a singular target. These conjured flames are a notably darker shade of purple than its' predecessor. [ Cooldown: 2 Posts ]
Ame-no-Murakumo: An art rumored to awaken spirits associated with the very metal used to forge a swordsman’s blade. When awakened, they cause the blade to pulsate with a benevolent, baleful cerulean aura. This lasts a fraction of a second before a trio of unknown specters from his blade and encircle foes in his proximity [ Can affect up to three if they are within 1.5 M of Dieter]. Their dreary presence brings with it a sensation of malaise, fatigue and most importantly has an offset chance of inflicting them with Slow. [ 20% Chance of Slow, Roll 1D10, if 3 or 5, inflicted with slow, also does Minor damage. Duration: 2 Posts. Cooldown: 4 Posts ] rWr924KZ1-10
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Ubel's Legacy (0) Kiyomori (3) Ame-no-Murakumo ( Used this round ) Firaga: 0 Firaja - 1 Infernal Strike - 4 Crushing Blow - 4 Pestilence Bearer - Locked out Sanguine Sword - Locked Out. |
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