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| With a World on his Finger; The Void in Sadistic's Magic Ring | |
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| Nail Strafer | Dec 5 2009, 11:01 PM Post #16 |
Flying Battery Act 2
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To be honest, Nail feared more for the life of his family rather than his own since he had arrived at this tournament. He faced death quite often and he felt assured it would claim him one day. It seemed that day had finally arrived. So his thoughts were still with what his family would do now, as he laid down in the dark plain. Their kids would have to grow up without a father. His wife would be a widow. They wouldn't have him anymore as their main source of income. And there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it now. All of these thoughts raced through his head as he sat down in the black dirt...at a far off distance from the others who were fighting. Ever since he had arrived here he'd avoided them, because he didn't want to get involved in their petty sqabbles. There really was no point. Although since he was dead now, what point was there to anything? But at least his family was something that actually concerned him. Nail continued to just swim in his thoughts on what his family would do for a while, when he heard a cough nearby...and saw the tree as the sky changed color. "#### that ####ing ####..." he said aloud. This tournament had been nothing but a rotten surprise after rotten surprise at the contestants' expense, for the amusement of the judges and those demons. Nail suspected this was another one of those. So he decided he would just wait and see what happened to the first person who went to the tree. Edited by Nail Strafer, Dec 5 2009, 11:09 PM.
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| Zak | Dec 6 2009, 10:10 AM Post #17 |
For The Circle
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That's it...It's over...I lose.... Zak slowly opened his eyes as he regained consciousness. This is it, the life after death. The existence after destruction. This is...wait what? He snapped awake when he saw the demonic and dark attributes of his surroundings. "This is hell!" He said out loud. "What the f*** did I do to deserve this?" Of course,he then realized talking in such a manner didn't help. "Well, crap" What now? There has to be some sort of devil here to enslave him or something, or did he just sit here until a demon decided he'd get hungry? There had to be something to do, it couldn't just be this boring plane of land. All he could see was a few people in the distance, and a tree a bit closer. For a realm of eternal punishment and suffering, hell wasn't all that bad. Just...boring. But considering all the responsibilities of being alive, and the mortal pain he'd been experiencing in his final moments, hell might actually be...better? No, that's stupid. Zak knew what he was going to do, he'd always known. "You get into hell, find zinos, turn into a ghost, go back to the earth." He said, repeating the words of his grandfather...oh yeah, he should try to visit him too. and His parents. but they were probably on the other side of the spectrum. They probably made it into heaven. The tree was probably the best spot to find the spirit, considering it was the only tree for miles, probably the only tree period. He got up a bit shakily and approached the dead plant. |
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| L Dragon | Dec 6 2009, 11:36 AM Post #18 |
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(Sorry Horde, didn't see you post or I simply forgot to. ^^; ) Entek's focus was strongly on Vanadium, ignoring the coughs as if he didn't even hear them. He sides to halt as he missed Vanadium and quickly leaped towards him without slowing his pace down. He pulled out one of his katanas and slashed down upon Vanadium, hoping to do some damage as he gripped his second katana with his free hand. |
 Sonic Blast Fated Kingdom Fanfic Members/Chara Data-Base Chapter 1: Otogi | Chapter 2: Claws, Rifle, and Wind Chain | Chapter 3: Crimson, Psychic, and Mage Chain | Chapter 4: Eclipse Blossom | Chapter 5: Death Chain | Chapter 6: Royal Blood | Chapter 7: Cold Chain | Chapter 8: Siege | Chapter 9: Memories of Old Kingdom | Chapter 10: Tactic, Purge, and the Fight | Chapter 11: Four Shadows | Chapter 12: Three Letters | Chapter 13: Two Sources Sonic Blast Madness Fanfic Chapter 1: Openly Close | Chapter 2: Kamelot Tol-e-maC | Chapter 3: Found Lost | Chapter 4: Reaper What You Soul | Chapter 5: Openly Reapers in Lost Tolemac | Chapter 6: Follow the Reaper | Chapter 7: Don't Follow the Reaper | Chapter 8: Fight Yourself, Die Yourself | Chapter 9: Masquerader Massacre | Chapter 10: THE Enemy | Chapter 11: Gulliver | Chapter 12: Finally, Unlimited Madness | Chapter 12: Finally, Loki's Madness(alternate ending) I'm totes a guy~ Kota: I hereby dub thee, Swolverine~ | |
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| Nail Strafer | Dec 6 2009, 04:59 PM Post #19 |
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And we have our guinea pig. That took less time than I thought it would. As Zak approached the tree, Nail leaned over where he lay on the ground and just watched to see what would happen. He wanted to see what these demons were up to this time. |
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| Lord Bowie | Dec 9 2009, 11:45 PM Post #20 |
What is the difference between a duck?
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Guess I'll work with what I'm given and hope a little more life beats into this, since it'll take a little more involvement to make a difference in the 3rd round. __________________________________________________ There was an ominous presence to the tree as it seemed to have a heart-like beat, more noticeable the closer one got to it. The ragged, worn, burned bark reflected tiny hints of whatever color the "sky" was illuminated with. More coughing sounded off from the vicinity of the tree but there was no obvious source to be seen. "augh.." As Zak neared the tree, the voice seemed to take notice and inquired weakly as to his whereabouts. "Hello? I know you're there.. I sense your presence.. you one of the unfortunate ones, eh?... Least you got to see some action.. It really sucks.. staring out onto a vast horizon of emptiness, sucks worse when you're stuck in this damn hunk of wood...." It paused for a few more coughs before continuing. "Come around the trunk, lemme get a good look at cha." _________________________________ I wont reveal any specifics, but the character stuck in the tree is a familiar face to this tournament, described as sticking out of the trunk but looking nearly identical to the surrounding bark. |
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| A Spades Ω | Dec 10 2009, 03:15 PM Post #21 |
Now, count up you crimes!
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<Ahughaghehem.> Sitting with his legs crossed like an obedient kindergartner, Ryan flung his arms back behind his head, which soon followed their pattern. With a grunt, his eyes lazily closed as the muscles in his back, shoulders, and left arm tensed up before his arms loosely fell to his side. He absentmindedly fell backwards on the ground, and propped one of his legs up with with the sole of his shoe on the loose gravel, and his knee facing the 'sky'. He lifted and placed the ankle of his other leg on the hard metal kneeguard hiding under his loose jeans. He pulled his right arm up in the air and pushed back the baggy sleeve hiding his prosthetic. The gleaming and oiled-up colors of multiple metals and alloys made an almost disturbing contrast to the bleak and lifeless background. "Perfect condition." He whispered to himself for the third time in the past hour. Not that there was anyone or anything around to hear him, anyway. "-Doesn't make any damned sense." He pondered about what the tournament leaders had said about the "Souls-in-a-jar" thing as a metaphor to the cafe they had spawned the guinea pigs in prior to the fight. "It was nowhere near this clean when I got here. must mean..." Ryan thoughts trailed off on different theories of 'what he had gotten himself into'. After much insightful thought, he got up, gathered his belongings that he had taken off prior to arriving, and started wandering. Edited by A Spades Ω, Dec 10 2009, 03:19 PM.
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| Red Ranger Eater | Dec 11 2009, 03:03 PM Post #22 |
*Attacks you directly*
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Vanadium scanned his optical sensors suspiciously at the sudden change of color in the sky, moreover his auditory sensors were tuned to a echoed cough somewhere in the distance. As he continued to scan his surroundings, he picked up the faint image of a tree. "A tree, here? Even in death the organic scourge continues to encroach upon me." He turned back just in time to see a katana blade come down on him. Without a word, his saber formed and connected with the katana, a slight searing noise could be heard. Wanting to waste no more time with this infuriating animal, Vanadium activated his boosters and put a fair amount of distance between himself and his attacker. When he found he had reached a suitable vantage point, Vanadium looked once again at the tree. "Dead, as it should be, but what is this? An ominous red glow, how scary." He mocked then noticed Zak approaching it. "It seems the little organics are curious, I admit that I too would like to see this thing for myself." Saying nothing else, Vanadium transformed to jet mode and took off at his full speed toward the tree, creating a sonic boom that filled the entire void. At the last possible second before he reached the tree, Vanadium promptly reverted to robot mode, his clawed feet displacing the blackened dirt. "So, what do we have here? A pretty little tree? How cute." Vanadium spat, then he looked to Zak. "Remove yourself from my presence, organic." His emotionless face somehow conveying his murderous tone. |
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| Lord Bowie | Dec 11 2009, 07:40 PM Post #23 |
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"Or what.. You'll kill him.. heh... you do know you're technically already dead right, how would you do it, and even if you did, what would it accomplish... No, it's best you guys kick the attitudes I've sensed ever since you dropped in... because if you're not working together then there's no hope." The words followed by more weak coughs escaped the bark as an object resembling a hand and arm slowly stretched and rested on the bark, pushing off, the torso and head it was attached to was barely able to get a peek around the trunk, as black and dead as the tree with which it grew from. "Unless you wanna end up like this, you'll listen to me." The voice had a strange familiarity, but it would take a few moments of hearing and looking to remember exactly |
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| Red Ranger Eater | Dec 11 2009, 08:04 PM Post #24 |
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Vanadium's head jerked back slightly, then he moved in closer. "It...talks?" He said, ignoring what it had said. Then, to what came as an even bigger shock to him, arms, a torso, and a head emerged from the back of the tree. Vanadium could not see much of the tree being from where he was standing, so he slowly walked around until he could see the figure in full. One of his energy sabers formed quickly and he brought it to the being's throat. "I will not have a weak fool like you bark orders at me. Now YOU listen. I will find a way out of here, then I will kill the rats that imprisoned me here, then I will drain their powers in the most horrific manner conceivable, and if I feel merciful, I will maybe end your lives, or I may just say screw it and leave you all here to rot, which I see you already have covered. |
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| A Spades Ω | Dec 11 2009, 10:59 PM Post #25 |
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Ryan had been trading the dull, gravel landscape for a long, long time. Or had he? He was so lost in his own abstract thought he couldn't remember. He was so involved in trying to explain where he was, a way out, or even a definable landmark in all the grey monotony that he was hardly caught off guard by the thunderous roar of Vanadium's jet engine. It was only by the third or forth echo that he realized that anything had even occurred. Ryan's ears were sharp, and as soon as his mind caught up with them; now standing on the edge of his face; he quickly composed himself and darted off in the direction of the source of the disturbance in question. Soon enough, he noticed several figures in the distance. As he neared and the images came further into focus, and he was drawn in mostly by the android holding a blade to a lifeless, burnt-up tree. Or was it a tree? He couldn't tell, and couldn't be bothered to try and find out now. Even though whatever was transpiring wasn't really his business, he had one duty in his mind: keep the peace. If the others he saw on the horizon where in the same predicament as he, They'd be better at find a way out if they where all alive and functional. Knowing he probably wasn't close enough to stop something from happening, He figured he should at least try to distract them. without slowing his pace, he reached into his pocket and fished out a few different substances of different textures and colors. Mixing them together in his hand, he squeezed the compound tightly in his hand, using his pyropathy to heat it up to near boiling temperatures. He then violently thrusted it towards the ground a few yards ahead of him. Upon reaching it's proximity a few seconds later; he knelt, rolling a few times first thanks to his momentum; and jumped as high and as far as he could over the explosive. It's detonation not only created a sizable blast, but the force excreted pushed Ryan considerably high and far, a pleasing bonus. As he landed from the monumental jump, he immediately started kicking his legs again. Edited by A Spades Ω, Dec 11 2009, 11:00 PM.
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| -The Alpha Dog/ɔɒinɒmolɒǫɘmΩ formerly knows as Ryan | |
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| Zak | Dec 12 2009, 12:24 PM Post #26 |
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"look what ever, can you just de-tether my spiri-" He looked at the tree. It had a face on the tree? "well, you're not who I am looking for, are you?" The robot then arrived and told him in leave, or at least that's what it sounded like, he used that smart-like talk that three out of ten people understood. Zak was not of those three. "Look pal, I'm not going anywhere, and I'd fight you senselessly with pleasure, but I'm a bit more concerned about how I'm now In hell. So If you' be so kinda as to f*** off." Normally such language would have not made it past Zak's conscience , but he was in hell already, what was the point now? What was gonna happen, they'd damn him? too late. |
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| Nail Strafer | Dec 12 2009, 01:30 PM Post #27 |
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Nothing bad had happened to the people who'd wandered near the tree yet, so Nail decided to come over too. He approached cautiously, for as the demons liked to frequently remind them, this was their realm and they could pretty much do anything they liked here. He'd just caught a part of the conversation towards the end... "Unless you wanna end up like this, you'll listen to me." "I will not have a weak fool like you bark orders at me. Now YOU listen. I will find a way out of here, then I will kill the rats that imprisoned me here, then I will drain their powers in the most horrific manner conceivable, and if I feel merciful, I will maybe end your lives, or I may just say screw it and leave you all here to rot, which I see you already have covered." There could be a way out of here? He'd thought about giving Vanadium some smart lip about how he, a "pathetic" organic, had defeated him in the first round...but those thoughts vanished at the tree's words. Immediately he ran around the tree...not really sure what he'd see...and then reared back. That was very unexpected...but if there was a way out of here, he was interested. "Ignore that robot...if you've got a way out of here, I'm listening." Then he heard an explosion in the distance. Just after stepping around the tree, Ryan landed on the ground nearby. Nail sighed at the sight. "What the fudge, dude? I'm trying to listen to this..." he paused for a moment, not believe he was about to say this. "...tree. It may have a way out for us!" Edited by Nail Strafer, Dec 12 2009, 01:33 PM.
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| A Spades Ω | Dec 12 2009, 06:19 PM Post #28 |
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After a few more yards of swift leg kicking and strong arm flailing, he was not at all far from the scene. he let his right arm swing loosely in the air behind him, and as he did so, the metal form under his sleeve started shifting around. His hand first became malformed, and the resulting shape proceeded to find it's way into his sleeve. As he neared the tree, robot, and the other living being surrounding them, he skidded to a halt. He didn't even look fatigued. After composing a standing position, he held out his right arm, now an intimidating, throw-together-looking cannon and grasped his "wrist" with the other hand. As a muted orange aura started growing deep in the barrel and a faint, high-pitch whine sounded, he directed his attention to the mechanical being, threatening the "life" of the sorry-looking wood. "Hey chrome crotch;" He said, not an ounce of hesitation or fear in his expression or voice."Hands off crispy." Edited by A Spades Ω, Dec 12 2009, 07:54 PM.
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| Lord Tails Fanatic | Dec 14 2009, 12:42 AM Post #29 |
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(wow, wish someone told me this area started up again) Jet lie on the floor for quite a long time after he had appeared down here in the void. The fox had pretty much been knocked out cold in the middle of the match when something suddenly came around him. He had not a clue what had happened, so when he knocked out, he stayed out for quite awhile. Suddenly, Jet started hearing voices all around him. Some of these voices sounded very famiar and some not so much. He starts to moan a bit as he begins to lean up from off the ground and open his eyes. Jet immediately looks around and sees he is in basically an area of nothingness. Jet couldn't believe he was just in an area that looked like he had been trapped int he middle of a time warp and was now stuck there. He wasn't even standing on anything yet he could stand, once he carefully got back to his feet. Jet turned his head and saw a large tree in the distant and also several other figures. Jet couldn't make out who these people were at first, but after a few moments, he recognized them as other people from the tournament that he was in. More importantly, Jet recognized most of these people as the loser from previous rounds, and some that had been in the cafeteria before his second match. It didn't take two seconds after seeing this to know what happened to him. "Damnit... That stupid possum must have been declare the winner somehow. I'll be sure and teach him a lesson one day he won't soon forget." says Jet grumbling a bit from this. Since Jet was just standing in the middle of nothingness with no one around him, so he starts to make his way over towards the tree where some of the familiar faces were. He did notice he still had his sword and such with him for some reason, but what little good it did him if he was technically suppose to be dead. For now, he just wanted to find out where he was. Jet finally starts to approach some of the other people questioningly. "So, um where am I, and what did I miss?" asks Jet as he starts to walk near some of the others, such as the fox nearby to him. Where ever he was, Jet wasn't sure he really wanted to know. |
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I'm a gamer and always will be a gamer. If you don't believe me. I have 430 Video Games and 19 Consoles. I doubt you could beat that unless you are a gamer as well! =P So, let's see if you can outdo "The Jet Gamer" 
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| L Dragon | Dec 14 2009, 01:41 AM Post #30 |
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"Your dead." Entek's voice answered Jet's question. However, his voice reached their ears before Entek even appeared next to Nail with his arms crossed, displaying a serious yet evil look. "And this old fool of a tree knows something we don't. So, everyone just shut it, and let this... whatever he is speak... As for you, metal head." Entek's eyes directed themselves towards the bossy robot that spoke nonsense of barking orders. "I'd set yourself on snooze, before your shutdown, permanently." Surprisingly, Entek was curious to know what this tree had to say. He had a few questions of his own to ask once the tree spoke his peace. The one question he needed answered, was if they were really dead. If he had truly died, then why isn't he in the soul society, on his way to becoming a soul reaper? |
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Sonic Blast Fated Kingdom Fanfic Members/Chara Data-Base Chapter 1: Otogi | Chapter 2: Claws, Rifle, and Wind Chain | Chapter 3: Crimson, Psychic, and Mage Chain | Chapter 4: Eclipse Blossom | Chapter 5: Death Chain | Chapter 6: Royal Blood | Chapter 7: Cold Chain | Chapter 8: Siege | Chapter 9: Memories of Old Kingdom | Chapter 10: Tactic, Purge, and the Fight | Chapter 11: Four Shadows | Chapter 12: Three Letters | Chapter 13: Two Sources Sonic Blast Madness Fanfic Chapter 1: Openly Close | Chapter 2: Kamelot Tol-e-maC | Chapter 3: Found Lost | Chapter 4: Reaper What You Soul | Chapter 5: Openly Reapers in Lost Tolemac | Chapter 6: Follow the Reaper | Chapter 7: Don't Follow the Reaper | Chapter 8: Fight Yourself, Die Yourself | Chapter 9: Masquerader Massacre | Chapter 10: THE Enemy | Chapter 11: Gulliver | Chapter 12: Finally, Unlimited Madness | Chapter 12: Finally, Loki's Madness(alternate ending) I'm totes a guy~ Kota: I hereby dub thee, Swolverine~ | |
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