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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Aug 2, 2007 19:12:37 GMT -5
Shadow lead the way out to The training grounds "You have no clue what I'm capeible of you sick demon" Shadow put on his gloves they had metal on the and they had the villige of the leaf symbol on them from Naruto. Exept he had someone put an enchantment on them so they could block things and they coulden't break. "All right, lets rock!"
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Post by Chephros on Aug 5, 2007 19:13:58 GMT -5
"I could really care less what you can do, I doubt you'll be able to do much against me."
Chephros simply followed the idiot to the training grounds. It wasn't exactly smart to challenge him, but he had, so he would be beaten down like anyone else. They were in the training grounds, so unlike two previous fights, they couldn't be interrupted. Thing was, Shadow was likely to be put into a near death condition if he didn't stop, and that wasn't going to be great for him. Cheph had instigated the fight, but he could take whatever punishment the school wanted to give him. Manual labor wasn't exactly bad. If it was cleaning the bathrooms he could do it with his tail.
"Oh, so you want gloves now? You actually have to use those. What a pity. I'll fight you without my blades and still destroy you."
His pulse was almost finished, and with this fight he would seek to perfect it. He could create, from his hands only though, a pulse of chaos that would go in a circular wave out in a direction of his choice. That choice wasn't often hard, it was normally straight perpendicular from where he hit, thus if he hit straight forward, the forthcoming wave went parallel to his finger tip. His moves weren't the point of the moment.
His actions were.
His arms crossed and he grinned. This was all too familiar, ripping the blades off his arms. The pressure against his muscles letting up, the four twining rods of metal no longer clashing against his black scales. They clinked as the last metal band hit some scales on it's way off. When the blades reached his wrists, or at least the final bands did, he did this one hand at a time. His right hand scrunched together, his fingers overlapping to where his index and ring finger where together under his middle, and his pinky and thumb under those. Pulling the band off, the blade dropped to the ground. He repeated the two steps for the other blade.
"I won't spare your life if I get you on the ground. Remember that."
His arms raised in front of him. He could call small blades to his hands on a whim and even create his spikes. His pulse would be tested this fight, as well as his fighting ability. Still, this punk didn't look like anything special.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Aug 6, 2007 7:13:19 GMT -5
"Shadow smiled the gloves are for fun and you'll need those blades I pushed Tristan Knightroad pritty far. Lost but still Shadow's eyes were fixed on the demon. "You can't kill me anyways" Hey Alice help me out here
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Post by Chephros on Aug 9, 2007 1:01:57 GMT -5
"Like I said. If I get you on the ground, I will kill you."
Chephros simply stood there. He wouldn't move first, he didn't need to. All he had to do was wait for Shadow to come near him. If he was going to use his gloves, he was screwed. As much as he wanted to try, he wouldn't be able to hit Cheph. Melee attacks didn't work on his Death Spikes. They would pierce his arm as he grabbed the boy's limb, then he would send spikes to his vital organs. It would kill him if he didn't get medical attention very, very quickly. If he tried ranged magic, Chephros would let the weak stuff bounce off his scales, and then out speed the rest. He was fast, a lot faster than Shadow was, he knew that. This kid's movements looked like he was stuck in a slow mo flick.
Well, maybe that was a bit exaggerated, but it was close enough.
"If you're so confident in those gauntlets of yours, do your worst with them."
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Aug 9, 2007 17:08:18 GMT -5
OoC:there not gauntlets their just those gloves that you can slip your fingures throught
IC:"Are you blind Guanlets? These are gloves dumbass and if you think you can Kill me think again." Shadow ran towards didden't move or so it looked like his left arm hung by his side just makeing a inverted L with his fingures made it look like he pulled a pistol (.45) jumping and fireing the entire clip while his opponet coulden't see that the real Shadow was just standing there.
OoC:during this little summoning of a clone it can only be hit once, once hit it will dissapear in a cloud of smoke (kinda like Narutos shadow clones) and the real Shadow cannot move until the clone is hit, also he can only bring out this clone once.
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Post by Chephros on Aug 9, 2007 18:41:48 GMT -5
((He calls them gauntlets because he can. Me and my character know. I love medieval weaponry. )) "They protect your hands, they are gauntlets. It's what they were made for when they were originally used. If you wish to insult someone's intelligence, I suggest actually knowing something yourself." The gunner was not a problem. Sure, he didn't know it was an image, but it still wasn't a problem. Sending a minor shockwave to hit and offbalance his opponent, Chephros would continue running at him. The wave would be like getting a cat thrown at you, except without the claws and fur. The only annoying thing about this image was the fact that it used a gun. Like most people, guns were the common weaponry of choice. They had range to them, and were devistating if used right. Too bad here it wasn't much of a problem. His blades were in front of him and they only had to shift a small amount to block shots coming at him. The wave would still constitute a hit, and thus the illusion would be destroyed when it hit, and considering the very small distance, it wouldn't be hard. ((Your post itself was....moderately confusing. Just to make sure, he was running and jumping at me...correct?))
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Aug 10, 2007 20:06:11 GMT -5
((sorry for the confustion but yeah running and jumping))
"Aw damn, ah that one almost never works anyways" Shadow said as the clone dissappeared effective for my first try I can't control the clone sadly but I got it solid and the bullets were solid too they just didden't connect thats all "Ok then how about this." Shadow pulled the Elsydion. "C'mon" he taunted
right now the Elsydion is just a normal sword Shadow has to be in a form to have it be holy (or for it to become the Callisto the demon form of it) Shadow's "wings" (aruas that look like wings) have to be out demon mode is 1,3,5,7,9 and Angel is 2,4,6,8,10 but going beyond 4 Shadow loses his mind and cannot control himself)
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Post by Chephros on Aug 20, 2007 16:29:01 GMT -5
Chephros was already running forward, he had been since he destroyed the clone. His left arm was raised in front of him, his right arm held in place at his side. He didn't care if there was a sword in his path or not, he would fight as is. His fury was passing through his body, coursing in his nerves, adding adrenaline to his veins and making him go a bit faster. When it reached his tail, the end seemed to stay in place as it extended while he ran. Five feet added, making a ten foot long tail to be used like another arm, only stronger.
The blade in front of him would tilt as his arm did. His wrist moved forward, and his elbow extended some, making the three points aim towards Shadow. His right arm kept at his side tensed as he neared with his higher speed. Once the first shot was blocked, he would ram the second forward. It wouldn't aim for a lethal hit, but it would aim for the student's side. Under his rib cage, but out of the way of any special organs. It would be a bleeding strike, designed for blood loss to take him down. Despite his proclamation of death on fall, Chephros wouldn't actually kill this student. He would drag him to the hospital and, hopefully, let him die there.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Aug 26, 2007 18:20:42 GMT -5
"uh oh" Shadow felt a blade pearce his chest I won't lose that easily Shadow had a one wing arua now. (these don't happen whenever Shadow wants them to they just do) His eyes turned Black as if you were looking into a black hole. Black lighting a burst of pure Evil lighting burt from his hand sience Chephros was at such close range there was an unlikely chance that he'd be able to dodge it.
Mostly because he had Shadow's body inside the blade but from Baal blood didden't flow therefore not a single crimson drop would fall from his body
OoC:sorry I kinda guessed you were aiming for the chest and now Shadow's in one winged angel form (demon) so pure Evil is generated and I refer the Evil part of Shadow to Baal. Also sorry for the long wait
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Post by Chephros on Aug 26, 2007 18:34:07 GMT -5
((No problem.))
The cut through the side of the torso would have been a serious injury for any normal human. It would have likely put them out of a fight due to bleeding, but Shadow apparently wasn't bleeding at all. No, he wasn't bleeding and now he had an aura appearing around him, which seemed like a wing. It was a rather odd thing, but it was there, and, having wings of his own, Chephros knew the possibilities. If it was weak like something of flesh and blood, he could deal with it. If it wasn't, he wouldn't bother.
The right blade, the one having pierced Shadow's chest on the side, titled outward, then moved up, attempting to cut off Shadow's left arm. It would effectively make him lose, but still not something to get cocky with. However, the move itself would be halted shortly after it began with a burst of lightning. Black lightning to be sure. A portion of it's power glanced off his scales, and the evil part of it did nothing. He was a demon, evil magic would do even less against him. The lightning portion was just stupid. It bounced on the outsides of the scales in arcs, finding it's quick path to the ground. The halt of the attack was more intrigue then any real damage.
"Now that's interesting. Perhaps it's just the evil in the attack that made it useless, but in any case, that was utterly stupid."
And now he would continue his upper strike with his blade, followed by a stab with his left arm towards Shadow's right leg. His tail would make a whip motion behind his back and chaos would extend it to it's ten foot length. The living weapon would curl like a scorpion's tail and shoot the impenetrable fog covered end to bash against the man's collarbone in an attempt to break it, and thus force him out of the fight.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Aug 27, 2007 18:06:41 GMT -5
OoC:whoops forgot to mention Baal and Shadow share a mind and they really don't get along. however one only one can control his body at a time.
IC:Ugh get out of my Body leave dammit. Shadow's strong thoughts unintentionally forced him into a two wing form. (Normal angel) Ugh I wish I could do this at will He then felt Chephros's blades and tail being in Angel form the pain was felt and he took the damage but it wasen't visable that gave him a slight advantige might throw Chephros into thinking he's invincible.
Shadow flew upward "Ten Thoousand needles!" in an instant excatly ten thousand needles (each would do very little damage if only one hit it would be like a papper cut but if one hundred hit him well you get the picture. This is New sweet.
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Post by Chephros on Aug 28, 2007 20:10:34 GMT -5
A bunch of needles wasn't a problem. They would have to go through his clothes, then his scales, and even then his own natural regeneration would seal the cuts shortly after they took place. Paper cuts didn't bleed much, if any at all, and underneath scales it wouldn't matter. Many of them hit causing glancing pain for mere moments, and Chephros shut his eyes before the needle rain started to keep them from being cut. A cut on the eye would still heal rather fast, but it would hurt so much more. Waiting for the rain to end, Chephros would actually raise his arms in front of his face to block the needles from hitting anything there. When all collisions stopped, he opened his eyes, brought the blades down rapidly, then shut them. Anything in front of his face would be cut. If there were needles still waiting, he would close his eyes again, if not, they would open.
Jumping up with a powerful boost from his legs, Chephros opened both of his seven foot, armored, wings and made a few quick beats to catch up to Shadow. His wings were still more powerful, and thus he caught up rather quickly, holding his right arm back, and his left arm forward to attack with his left blade first, then pierce forward with his right. The attacks would be aimed for the shoulders, as if the nerves were cut, Shadow's arms would go numb. That would effectively put him out of the fight, and into Cheph's waiting arms of torture. The slashes towards outer edges of Shadow's body would continue until he fell out of the sky, or did some stupid move that tried to stop the demon again.
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Post by Shadow Chrestmire on Sept 7, 2007 17:40:27 GMT -5
Shadow could feelt a split in his arms the pain was short then he felt his arms go numb well that was stupid I'v still got my head ya know Shadow bashed his head into his opponets rapidly if Shadow was lucky he might be able to do some damage to Chephros.
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