Gabranth
Another Heart
"I'll be the judge, of your sins!"
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Post by Gabranth on Oct 24, 2010 20:30:00 GMT -5
Looking down at the acidic hole that was made, Gabranth took another step just over it. Though if this was where Maleficent resided, he was getting in one way or another.
"Perhaps you did not hear me..."
Gabranth quickly spoke over this abomination. "I am Judge Magister. If you will not stand aside ..." Gabranth reattached his swords. The air seemed to become a bit more dense, as his twin blades began to glow with their ominous orange flame. Gabranth took the blades apart and spoke, ferocity in tone. "...then know my wrath!" He readied "Innocence". Soon the area was filled with a bright orange vivid light. With a blinding speed, he made four slashing motions with his swords unleashing lightning fast blades of energy toward the abomination that stood before him. "Your life ... ends at my blade."
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Post by Secondary Characters on Oct 24, 2010 20:37:30 GMT -5
The monster... stood there! All four attacks found their marks, and burned their way clean through the Phantom, emitting a nasty sizzling sound coupled with the scent of burning ink. However... when the assault was over, the blot still stood, lines melting away over its from as the sections melded back together. It chuckled darkly, holding up a skeletal hand.
"Fool..." it burbled, and send a rushing stream of black india ink at the man's face, intending to fill the helm through any open gap in the armor and drown him. "Did you think your swords would do you any good...?" it asked... stepping forward and pumping more self-formed pigment into the attack, attempting obviously to overwhelm the judge magister...
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Gabranth
Another Heart
"I'll be the judge, of your sins!"
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Post by Gabranth on Oct 24, 2010 21:03:56 GMT -5
"Huh!?" A simple phrase rang through the Judge's visaged. Gabranth was unsure if the attacked would succeed. It was more to gage his opponent, however all four blades had connected. What surprised him was the abominations regenerative abilities.
He quickly took his executioners stance while the creature regenerated. After a moment, it spoke in a condescending tone.
"Fool... Did you think your swords would do you any good...?"
Gabranth had witnessed this creatures awesome power to regenerate such an attack. Only for a moment did he have time to think ... when suddenly from the hand of this creature came a steady stream of it's own black ink came as an attack. Gabranth quickly evaded to the side, in a rolling motion against the initial blast, but like a pipe that had burst, there seemed to be no end. He began to take evasive measures till he could think of a plan. He began to run towards near by structures.
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Post by Secondary Characters on Oct 24, 2010 21:09:03 GMT -5
"You cannot run!" the Blot called after the man, pulling back the one hand in order to throw out the other. From this one sprang an entirely different substance, a scent like rubbing alcohol coming with it. The target was not Gabranth, but rather any structure he could use to mount an escape, or use to get the high ground. Upon touching it, the item would dissolve away, much like the acidic ink had done earlier to the ground.
Thinner. While one arm sprayed ink, which imitated whatever image it could create (making a hole where a black dot was, for example), the the other sprayed this strange thinning substance which simply erased objects from existance. The Blot, once the structures were gone, would point this arm at Gabranth.
"It's over..." it cackled, spraying the thinner at the man's feet, intending to prolong his suffering by erasing his legs first...
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Gabranth
Another Heart
"I'll be the judge, of your sins!"
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Post by Gabranth on Oct 24, 2010 21:49:03 GMT -5
While he ran, Gabranth was looking for a place to hide and try to make a surprise attack. This was to no avail. The creature had yet a new trick, an ability to erase physical objects from their existence.
Gabranth watched as this clear liquid would spray objects to nothing. He made a sudden stop, and turned to the creature. As the fluid closed in on him, he quickly thought of a way to buy maybe some time to call for help. He waited for the fluid stream to come into range, he made a quick dash to the arm now lowered, giving an angeled distance on the stream. Again with blinding speed he quickly attached his blades, as they began to glow in that same orange flame. He made a quick cross step to the creature, thrusting a long horizontal slash into it. Within a blink of an eye, he then made another two slashing motions with a single sword that was now in the right hand. Within moments, the area that was cut into the creature, massive explosive charges followed through the slash.
The Judge stood but a moment waiting for the dust to settle. Hoping it was enough to make distance.
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Post by Secondary Characters on Oct 24, 2010 21:54:59 GMT -5
Again, the Blot would welcome the charge, keeping his guard intentionally down while Gabranth closed in on him. If a skull could smirk, the Blot most assuredly would be. The attacks came, and again they made contact, much to the laughter of the phantom even as the explosive charges went off, splattering its form in every directly imaginable.
The attack of the hand would cease momentarily, giving way to a mess of a battlefield. It looked as though someone had taken an inkewell and splattered it all over the walls and floor, again and again. Frankly, if the color was something other than flat black, the image might be misconstrued...
But that was when the blank substance... began to move toward itself at center... slowly reforming and bubbling up to give rise to the Phantom Blot all over again! His laugh bubbled and gargled from within, eyes coming into view as he looked to Gabranth.
"Cut me down again and again and again and again... but I'll keep rising... No weapon was ever so powerful as the impact created by ink!" the monster laughed, now fully formed once more! It stepped forward, some ink pouring down its arm to create a wet, messy clublike weapon, which it was raising to attack with. "Say your prayers... intruder..."
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Post by Sir Tweedbottom on Oct 25, 2010 13:47:53 GMT -5
"Charmed, I'm sure," he replied as the lady revealed her name, tipping his top hat in greeting before rubbing his non-existant chin. She gave him an inspection of sorts, not that he minded, but it was such an odd way to bid someone welcome. Especially a gentleman of his calibre. Nevertheless, he decided not to bring it to her attention.
[glow=Purple,2,300]"You strike me as someone who would associate with Acteur,"[/glow]
Now just who was this Acteur fellow? Perhaps he would find out later, but if she considered him an associate of equal status, he had to be one fine old chap indeed!
[glow=Purple,2,300]"But that is not the case, or else I would know. Who are you and what brings you to my castle?"[/glow]
"Well," he began, grabbing the rim of his hat, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sir Arthur Cornelius Tweedbottom, but you may call me Toby, if you prefer."
He accentuated his introduction with a court bow.
"My arrival here was merely one out of curiosity," he continued, "I've never been to this particular World before, you see, so once I learned of its location, I couldn't bring myself to not visit such a fine place."
If he had a mouth, he'd be grinning like the Cheshire cat right now, literally.
"Yet there's an awful racket down there, any problems?"
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Post by MeadowSong on Oct 25, 2010 16:10:41 GMT -5
"My arrival here was merely one out of curiosity," he continued, "I've never been to this particular World before, you see, so once I learned of its location, I couldn't bring myself to not visit such a fine place."
[glow=Purple,2,300]MeadowSong scratched her chin and then seethed, her narrow eyes becoming even more narrow as she leered at him.
"So you have come to me as a tourist, dilly-dallying through the cosmos and seeing the sights, blissfully unaware of the danger you put yourself by sticking your neb into the affairs of others."
She turned back to survey the chaos down below and nodded her head. "And such audacity, to complain about the noise when you are but a visitor, an unwelcome visitor, at that. An intruder."
Spinning back to meet this newcomer's gaze MeadowSong touched back down to the marble surface of the Altar, she slammed her sceptre down, emitting a loud "click-pang!" as the jewel supported on it top began to glow, crackling with furious electricity.
"You might think about your life for once, Arthur Cornelius Tweedlebottom," she began, emphasizing each syllable of the heckler's name with delicate scrutiny. "for if you can not give me a more thought out reason to let you live, you'll have wasted it way, taking it all for granted."
A smirk, she tilted her head, cupping her cheek with a free hand and chuckled dryly at the man. "If you wish to sight-see, then, there is a price. Why not settle that little annoyance down below, or within the castle. Two breeches in one day, I have intruders coming from all over." She sighed heavily. "Think quickly, as my patience grows thin."[/glow]
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Post by HardeWare on Oct 25, 2010 16:56:26 GMT -5
the super tapped his chin in thought, his thoughts once again rattled through his mind, of course he got side tracked a few times but he eventually came to a conclusion.
he shrugged.
sure why not, its not like I have anything better to do right now
Hardeware moved his hand out to shake on the deal.
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Gabranth
Another Heart
"I'll be the judge, of your sins!"
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Post by Gabranth on Oct 25, 2010 20:39:04 GMT -5
Again Gabranth's attack would connect with full force. Unlike the last attack, this time it blew the abomination apart. Scattering it's remains several feet in all directions. With his breathing heightened he spoke. "Is it done?"
Standing only for a moment, he noticed the globs of goo slowly move to the epicenter of the explosion. He simply grunted at the fact. He thought this to be the opportune time to turn and run to gain distance on this creature. As he ran he attached his blades, and retrieved his communicator. Though, calling for assistance was not something he took pride in doing, he felt he had not choice but to relay what he had found to Hercules. Through is visage he called to the demi god. "You failed to mention the gate wa......." Before he could finish, he had dropped the communicator. Running out of stamina and time, it seemed his final stand with this creature would come sooner than later.
Now several feet away, he quickly stopped to turn and take stance. He had noticed the creature had fully formed, now with a club at hand.
"It's over..."
The creature replied as he made his way to the Judge. "Come, and be Judged..." was all that was echoed.
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Post by Secondary Characters on Oct 26, 2010 18:17:42 GMT -5
The Blot was already proving himself a worthy adversary, and he had barely begun to showcase his capabilities. However, that would have to fall secondary now, as disposing of this cretin took the center stage. The Blot moved forward, his arm lifting and despite all logic... continued to grow upward and arching backward.
It came crashing down like a giant whip, covering the distance between himself and the edge of the battleground. Anything in between in that straight line concocted of arm and club would be smashed with incredible force as a result, but it was not done. It then whipped the arm to the side in a full 360 degree spin before retracting the arm back, ensuring that both the arch of his first attack and any standing space on the battlefield had been hit at least once...
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Hades
Another Heart
"We dance, we kiss, we carry on, we go home happy. Whaddya say, c'mon?"
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Post by Hades on Oct 26, 2010 19:01:19 GMT -5
Hades grinned widely, seeing Hardeware finally taking this a little seriously. "YES! We are THERE, bam!" he exclaimed, then slammed his hand into the Super's, the bond being made instantly as they shook on it. Light would erupt from their palms as the magic did its work, sealing the contract between Super Hero and God...
HardeWare would feel the bad luck disappearing as the rock cracked and fell away to nothing but smoke. Apparently, while he was under contract with Hades, the god didn't want anything interfering...
When Hades pulled his hand back, he chuckled a bit, shaking it lightly as it smoked. "Woo. That was a hot one. Alright, Sparky, you're on the clock! Remember what you need to do... off Buckethead or Jerkules before time's up... otherwise..."
Hades chuckled darkly, disappearing into the smoke. "Well... you don't wanna know what happens if you're in breach of contract..."
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Post by HardeWare on Oct 26, 2010 19:09:23 GMT -5
the super grinned as he felt inexplicably luckier.
"thanks for that, but..."
HardeWare pulled his hand out from behind his back and shoved two crossed fingers in front of the gods face.
"had my fingers crossed, fell for the oldest trick in the book, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya!"
the slammed a finger down onto his right wrist and in a flash of light the super was gone.
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Hades
Another Heart
"We dance, we kiss, we carry on, we go home happy. Whaddya say, c'mon?"
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Post by Hades on Oct 26, 2010 19:19:11 GMT -5
A moment of total silence fell over Hades as he stopped his disappearing act. He... he couldn't believe it! That... wasn't even fair! As the Super disappeared, the God began to glow an angry red...and then a furious redder... and then an all out enraged color of magma as he threw his head back and let out a loud, roaring scream...
[glow=red,5,300]RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!![/glow]
... accompanied by a rush of yellow and red flames which blasted away buildings and left a massive crater in the world that never was. He began to throw fireballs in all directions at random, blasting away little bits of rubble into oblivion as he threw his tantrum. "THAT IS NOT FAIR!!!" he screamed, blasting away. "WHAT KINDA MOOK DOES THIS JERK THINK HE IS?!?! I AM HADES! I AM THE GOD OF DEATH!!! NO ONE PULLS A FAST ONE ON ME!!" he screamed into the air, sending up another shockwave of flame as he did.
[glow=red,5,300]NOBODY!!!![/glow]
Finally stopping to cool down, he took a few deep breaths, quivering with rage as his hands clenched. "You are gonna GET IT when the time comes you bolt-brained screw-loose! Everyone's gotta die sooner or later, then we'll see who gets the last laugh!"
In an angry blast of flames, Hades was gone... off to let off some steam on his minions, no doubt...
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Post by Sir Tweedbottom on Oct 27, 2010 11:04:37 GMT -5
The gentleman ghost stifled a yawn in response to the faerie's little tirade. Such hostility, tsk tsk. He would've been unimpressed if it wasn't for the brief showcase of magical prowess, which did make him feel uncomfortable for a moment, but only for a moment. And that was nothing compared to her horrid mispronunciation of his ever so thoughtfully chosen surname! An outrage! He raised a threatening finger and was about to protest when he heard her make an interesting offer.
"An annoyance you say? Intruders? Such impudence!" he bellowed, "I shall see to it at once my lady!"
With a soft poof he disappeared into black mist, materialised again a few meters away from the edge, blew the woman a kiss, and then dropped like an anvil. His angry ranting (though without profanity) echoed through the buildings below. No one was going to ruin his holiday. Within seconds his mist form had reached the dark streets beyond the castle's outer gate, followed suit by Talos, who indeed left a crater that would put the dinokiller to shame. It never ceased to amaze him how high this building actually was.
"Evening Talos! I trust your journey was satisfactory?"
The Heartless merely grunted as it climbed out of the rubble.
It looked like they had literally crashed the party. An impressively armoured figure and some blob thing duking it out. Sir Tweedbottom didn't have to think twice to figure out who the intruder was.
"Talos, help that man over there," he ordered, "I am going to raise us a small army."
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