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| RP Duel: Tri-Edge Vs. Dylan!; First one of the Site! Excited! | |
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| Topic Started: Mar 14 2008, 05:58 PM (278 Views) | |
| Dylan | Mar 14 2008, 05:58 PM Post #1 |
DOUBLE SHIFTS. NO BREAKS.
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OOC: The first duel of the site. Very exciting. I havn't done duels in a long time but I think I could do this one. My opponent will be Tri-Edge. I would like to remind everyone that for this fight I would like it to be with User-Made Characters. No stolen characters from any game, movie, or other source. With that said lets start. IC: Run. Skulk. Burrow. Three words that kept pulsating in his mind. Mind, which was encased in that all too familiar iron mask. Its face was changed to an evil looking laugh. Lester was his name, the formless horror. His body was pitch-black, stretched thin as if cloth pulled at from both sides. He slithered like a snake across the ground, his arms and legs, meshed into his body. Sometimes he would separate his limbs from his body, making them thinner than air and turning like a cartwheel, his laughing head at the center, along with is organs. He was especially happy that day. He had managed to avoid hunters and even kill one with their own gun. Now he was darting across this open barren landscape, looking for some hapless dupe to devour. In the distance, he spied a figure on the horizon, simply standing there. “Hello, meal.” |
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| Edge | Mar 14 2008, 09:28 PM Post #2 |
True Otaku
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OOC: ill edit this 2morow cause im on my wii and its a pain 2 type. really sry In the middle of the desert wasteland, a boy in silver clothing sits upon a small rock. stuck in the ground are Three Keyblades: one, with a long, thin, and wide copper blade with lines crossing it towards the end and a half circle at its tip. a royal blue handle gaurd covers the grip in a rectangle. on the left and right are two other keys. both are black with little splashs of red; one has a sythe blade at the tip, the other has several spikes forming a half circle at the end. the boy sits and stares at the three weapons with his aqua blue eyes, deep in thought and reflecting on his past. he does stay alert though, in case of an attack... |
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| Dylan | Mar 15 2008, 01:19 AM Post #3 |
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[As I said before, as Role-playing Mod, I have to emphasize that I do not tolerate plagiarism very much. And the “Keyblade” is an icon of the Square-Enix game series known as “Kingdom Hearts.” However, I will allow this much. Any more ideas or icon taken from games, stories, or any other source that is not original, I will have to drop the hammer. Role-playing is writing a story with two or more authors. Fan-fiction is one thing, but there is a point at which one is just going to far. I encourage everyone to be creative. Please.] Lester stayed one mile away from the child, moving side to side in curiosity. He seemed distant, like he didn’t entirely belong with the law of the world. Like he was pulled from his home and forced here. This intrigued the formless horror. His body twitched, folded over repeatedly, like a puddle constantly trying to overlap itself. The iron mask stayed on top, a buoy amidst the black tar-like sea. It changed faces over and over again, happy, mad, sad, curious, frustrated, and the emotions flashed on and on. Finally, a raspy voice cracked from the brackish slop. It cracked and squeaked monstrously, like his native language was some evil tongue that was not of this planet. “Boy, what are you doing here alone? Child, you know that a place like this, barren and far from civilization can be dangerous, even for someone who has a collection of blades. Besides, I doubt you can properly handle those tools.” As he spoke slowly, often tripping over his words and having to repeat himself, his body took form. The child being the only form to use as a model, he wrangled his jet black tar being to mirror the child’s. Soon he was identical in size to the keyblade bearer, expect Lester’s body was pitch black and he had no clothes. His iron mask stared straight towards the child, as if he would dominate him simple though his gaze. Then the mask slowly shifted a long slow creak as iron gears churned. The faces turned to a sinister smile, with rusty teeth shining in the sun. “You will be apart of something great.” Lester spoke deeply, breathing heavily. A strange black, almost salvia like liquid dripped from the rim of the helmet. Whatever kind of head the creature had underneath that Masque, it was drooling. “You will be apart of me. Now let me help you towards your destiny. Of assimilation!” |
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| Edge | Mar 15 2008, 02:42 PM Post #4 |
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True Otaku
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OOC: I know lots of people who use KH as a base for their RP Characters (like being a keyblade bearer) SE actually encourages it. they are ok with the idea, as long as people don't plagurize directily from the game (like saying that they fought alongside sora or somwthing like that). It's not like I use an actual character from a game (like someone on here *cough cough shawn*) if you don't beleive me, than E-mail their CS reps. I E-mailed and asked. "Hmmmm... tempting, but no. I don't like the idea of being a part of another being. Quite frankly, it is rather disgusting." he hopped of the rock and sheathed his two black blades, taking his blue blade in his hand. "now, if you are going to force me, than you will have a hard time doing so. I warn you, I trained under a very famous master. I will not speak his name for if I did, you might run away in fear." he said with a smirk on his face. He stood, weapon at the ready. "Any time, ... Lester, is it?" OOC: the master is mickey. if i said that, would that count as plagurism? |
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| Dylan | Mar 15 2008, 09:15 PM Post #5 |
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“You know my name! That must be a sign that people are starting to notice. I advise they do. As for your master? As I can tell by your… Keyblade that your master is Mickey Mouse. Nothing I am afraid of. A powerhouse, yes, but a relic. A fading star in the consuming dark. He will be dealt with soon. By my friends and I. Yes, I have friends. Isn’t it great? But enough of that.” Lester began to sway side to side. His body became loose, working itself out of the mold of the child. The mask slowly rose over the child as the monsters body grew taller and taller. His arms where lanky and thin, like long tree vines painted black. His legs were the same sharp edges acting as feet dug into the ground. A long sigh was let out from the mask, a strange black mist rising from the iron teeth. “Stretching.” Immediately, the body shrunk back down and, like holding down a spring then letting it go, he launched towards the child. Thin long and tar-black he shot towards the key bearer. Suddenly, with a strange sloshing sound, his extended arms faced towards the child grew hard and thick. He crossed them against his tightly and clenched his teeth tightly. A searing explosion ripped through both of Lester’s forearms. Acidic acid flew towards the boy and high speeds, seeking to burn the key bearer alive. What the strangest aspect of the attack was, if observed by a doctor, it would be identified as stomach acid... |
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| Edge | Mar 16 2008, 03:19 PM Post #6 |
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True Otaku
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Ken had to think fast as the acid flew towards him. " I know!" he said aloud. "Aeroaga!" he cried. a gust of wind formed a clear cacoon around his body. as an extra percaution, he flicked his Keyblade with his left hand. it extended itself and wraped itself around its master, protecting him from any acid that got through. with his right hand, he unsheathed Rapture from his back. he flung it out of the shield. it bounced and then took flight, hovering next to the shield. "Freeze!" Ken cried from his cacoon. a steady beam of Ice flew towards Lester at high speed. as the acid let up, he unwraped himself from his Keyblade. it returned to its regular size and shape. it did take some damage from the acid though, which could be seen by the smelly black marks where the acid ate through the metal. "you're pretty strong! you banged my blade up badly, but I geuss you live up to your reputation! now, however, it is my turn." he unsheathed his other blade, Last Judgement, from his back and tossed it up next to Rapture. "Gravia!" he yelled. a large blck orb decended on Lester, holding him in place. he took his blue blade and threw it high in the air. it came apart entirely, and began rebuilding itself into a large bike like object. Ken jumped up to the blade bikes height, and got on. he joined R&LJ in the air. the large cannon on the bike began chargeing itself with Volcanic energy. "now, lets see what happens when acidic material meets molten Materia! NOVA FLARE!!!" A large and wide blast of molten energy shot out of the cannon, damaging the Key-bike in the process. it flew at enormous speed at Lester, still held in place by Gravia's power. OOC: was that too cheap? I can change it if you want. what do you think? I belive it seems kinda one-sided. it's ok if you want me to change it 
Edited by Edge, Mar 16 2008, 03:21 PM.
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| Dylan | Mar 17 2008, 04:02 PM Post #7 |
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The great ball of molten magma spiraled towards Lester, gaining momentum every second. Lester didn’t have much of a choice, but when he noticed the damage on the bike, he found his end game. He knelt down and hung his head. Teeth clenched, along with his whole body. He screamed in pain, and at the last moment, he let go. To explain Lester in simple terms, he is an organ thief. He takes every part of the body, heart, liver, all vital organs and even the skeleton. He can carry three bodies at a time, and using his own special alien tar-like body, he can condense the body to a liquid when he needs to change his shape. However, in this instance, he would have to abandon a body, leaving the bones and organs perfectly in tact on the ground. Lester screamed in a low groaning tone as his tar form pulled away from the skeleton. The entire body laid on the ground, complete with all organs. He only just slipped past molten comet. Now he had a clear shot at Ken. He decided that he was going to hit this kid hard fast. No more teasing. He had to act fast though. His tar body was scarred by the intense temperatures of the molten sphere. That was one wound he could not slither away from. He instantly flatted out like a snake and darted towards Ken. Though a small hole in his Key-Bike made from the Nova Flare, he entered the machinery. Inside the cogs and steel, Lester considered his options. He knew that his next attack would surly kill the boy, but at what cost? To perform the attack, he would have to destroy the bike, causing the fuel in the motorbike to ignite and explode. High temperatures like that would put more near-permanent scars on his form, but it would also heat his body up enough to perform the attack flawlessly. Take a chance. In a flash the bike was torn in two, the following inferno covered sight of the wreckage still in the air. From the flames came an inhuman howl. A huge red shadow darted up from the burning bike. It darted towards Ken, zigzagging left and right sporadically and randomly. His eyes were huge and burning crimson, his mouth was open a long black tongue thrashing about madly. His body at formed an almost ghost shape, a sharp tail twisting around. His claws were long and thin, stretched forth towards Ken. The mask was gone, disappeared from sight, replaced with his demonic and inhuman actual face. He screeched like a bat out of hell as the distance between them shortened until… Overhead a storm broke open. It had been forming all day, but it was only now that Gods gates opened, letting forth the surging torrent. It was a flash flood, and in a flat land like this, water quickly rose. It was almost perfect timing that a lighting strike illuminated the sky, showing his actions frozen in time. Lester’s claws, shaped exactly for piercing the skin and heated from the bike explosion almost sank into Ken’s chest like a knife though butter. He gripped his internal veins, arteries and any heavy chunk of flesh he could, clamping into his body. Slowly, the two plummeted from the heavens, rain pelting both the reddish black demon and the young victim. It seemed like time had slowed down. Lester’s snarling howling, the deep internal sounds of tearing and popping, all until they hit the ground. Lester eyes burned wild and without control down on Ken, plowed deep into the mud and earth. Rain poured around them. Lester had degenerated to a more primal state, long trashing tendrils ripping out his back, excited by the smell and feel of fresh organs and blood. His jaw cracked and shook violently, strange dust drifting away from the cracks, only to be drenched by the constant rain. Long, almost never ending rows of fangs flashed before Ken’s eyes. Lester’s mouth had grown to be half the size of Ken’s body. No more words were spoken from Lester. It was the moment of feeding. |
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| Edge | Mar 17 2008, 09:46 PM Post #8 |
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OOC: hold up, man. the bike uses magic to float (lol that soulds SOOOO Gay) and runs off of the Keybearer's energy. You also forgot about my shield spell. it is still in effect (I'm not sure how much better it would have helped, though) I'll try to counter if I can (most likily I can't, though since you f**king ripped me to shreads!) I gotta think. I will edit this once I figure it out.
Edited by Edge, Mar 17 2008, 09:48 PM.
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| Dylan | Mar 19 2008, 03:44 PM Post #9 |
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[If a reply cannot be given in the next 24 hours, the thread will be closed and a voting option will be given. People who review the RP duel can vote on who they think preformed at a higher quality. Thats it.] |
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| Dylan | Mar 20 2008, 03:47 PM Post #10 |
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All right. This was over very quickly, and it disappointed me greatly. Facts: Tri-Edge, you role-played poorly, quickly typing out posts that served only to notify me that you posted. You plagiarized an awful amount, and even attempted to justify your actions. Your posts teetered on God-Modding and extremely overpowered, yet still you managed to leave yourself open. I want everyone to know that imagination is much better than any game you think is. Kingdom Hearts is a world with created characters. By using terms like "King Mickey" and "Keyblade", you are leeching on the creator’s ideas. This shows laziness and lack of care for the creator. I will not stand by while someone makes a mockery of "Keyblade Children" as I call them. This was an example of what I want stopped. It degrades the original content and shows that you couldn't create something on your own. I no longer have tolerance for that, unless you come to me personally and ask me about it. Dylan, Role-play Mod's Score: Tri-Edge: 1/10 Please come to me when you are ready to learn. Until then, stay in the shadows so that I may easily avoid you. Anyone who has been watching the roleplay can now comment on what they thought about the duel. I'm done here. |
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