NSWRPF Archive Omniversal Combat Thread & Arena

Haru

Battle Arena

Still standing on the head of a 12 meter tall statue, Haru looked on with curiosity as his opponent launched an interesting attack. Osuka sent forth several of his shadow clones on the attack as he stood before Haru, who looked and listened for his many attackers, most of which he could perceive already.

Haru held his place as he waited for the attack of the clones. Some came from below, others from behind, and the one infront was trying to rob his focus with an obvious attack. Haru placed a hand on his sword a moment before the clones were upon him. They attacked with speed and fury, but alas, their victim was a single piece of wood. A log.

Several meters above and behind Osuka, Haru was streaking down like a bird of prey towards his opponent. His sword was poised for a powerful attack, as were that of his two clones falling with him. In a blink of an eye, all three attacked within a fraction of a second between them. High, low and mid.

Osuka would need more than speed to defend against an attack he was not aware was taking place.

Tag: CemeroX

 

IC: OSUKA Arino

He noticed that his attack failed and his attacker bore down on him with his two clones. He quickly hanressed his chakra and made a rapid succession of handsigns, "Ninja Art: Desert Chamber Jutsu" he screamed as suddenly the sand beanth him formed a large protective sphere around Osuka. Hard as steel, the three attackers had little effect. He then began to muster more chakra and created two shadow clones that appeared outside the sphere ready to attack or defend. This technique required a good deal of chakra.

In fortune the Arino clan is famous for it's Kekke Genkai. All clan members are able to channel large amounts of chakra and regulate it with great speed. With food pills in good supply he could manipulate as many shadow clones as nessecary in order to hold off or defeat Haru. In the meantime he'd gather more chakra for his next move.

Suddenly, the Osuka one the right made a hand sign and shouted "Ninja Art: Shadow Possesion Jutsu" his perception was dead on, he had locked the true Haru into the possesion. Osuka's clone was then poised to erradicate the clones that stood between him and defeating his opponent. Haru had only two clones to work with, while Osuka could produce infinite amounts of clones if needed. However he was drawing nearer to attaining the chakra needed.

With deliberation over, the clone nodded to the clone holding Haru in Shadow Possesion. Then cloen sprung towards the two clones with his blade at his shoulder's height ready to strike.

TAG: GREy

 

Haru

Battle Arena

As he descended upon his opponent, Haru was surprised to see sand being drawn from the Coliseum floor and quickly forming a sphere around Osuka. One of his clones tried to stab through the sphere from the top just to have his sword shatter to pieces against the steel-hard formation. Haru and his clones managed to rebound off the Sand Sphere and backflip to a safe distance away.

An Impressive defense... Haru thought to himself as combat tactics flashed through his mind. There was little chance for him to use any of his Ice Element jutsus in this arid arena. He would simply have to rely on his other abilities.

One of the Osuka clones used a familiar jutsu against Haru; the Shadow Possession. Haru immediately countered with a simple, but effective technique.

"Seven color technique: Light Aura."

Haru's body was immediately enshrouded in an aura of light. Just in the nick of time. No shadow could reach him now, thus the possession was nullified. The Haru clone that had lost his katana, made quick handsigns : "Seven color technique: Prismatic Katana."

An iridescent katana of light appeared in his hands just in time to block an attack from one of Osuka's clones. Deciding to join the fray, Haru worked in unison with his own clones to deal with Osuka's clone minions. As he fought, the white haired shinobi could see the level of chakra intensifying in and around the Sand Sphere containing Osuka. He could only begin to guess what his opponet was planning to do. No matter.

Haru tempered his excitement with caution as he waited to see what Osuka would throw at him next. After all, he'd been the top student of his village during his chunin exams. And he was well aware that in this Arena, it was his opponent who had the environmental advantage.

Tag: CemeroX

 

Zara
You dont wanna know where she is...

Zara had just bombarded the strange man with a dozen or so blows, and he basically seemed to ignore them all. But before she could react to that fact, a thunderous roar rang over the fiery skies. Flashes of Light filled the sky and the form of a dragon almost blotted out the light in the area. The Dragon looked down upon the combatants and loomed ominously over them. From his back, a yellow cloud seem to detach itself and fly down towards them. A figure shrouded in pure golden light seemed to be upon it.

A DRAGON?! Zara immediately moved away from the strange man, teleporting quickly so he would not take any parting shots. What would bring one of the high ones here? She controlled her ire, as she watched a cloud with some being on it. DEFINATELY NOT KRATOS. But Zara held anyone in high respect, that came on Dragon. So she just watched.
The cloud came to a stop a mere meter from the lava-like surface and the golden light shimmered, then settled to a soft golden glow around the rider. The figure standing upon it was finally revealed. Zara had no clue who the gold and white flowing looking being was. The two kinda looked similar. This was getting annoying now.

The glowing one turned to Zara and bowed deeply to her. "I beg your forgiveness goddess for my abrupt appearance. I am Son Goku. It is not my intention to barge in upon your realm, but circumstances left me no choice." Goku gestured towards the strange man she had been battling. "Behold, Broly the Legendary Super Saiyan and destroyer of the South Galaxy. His Rage and Power have gone uncheked for far too long."

Then he turned to the strange man, and began spouting words no longer ment for her. But some did catch her interest. "...no one has been able to defeat you in single combat. You are the single most powerful mortal in the universe, but... it's time for you to rest. Come..."

Zara nearly went nuclear. The flames around her body threated to take out everything neabry, as she had listened. So, the loud mouth was not honorable. She was not truly mortal in this realm either..but what had he called him...the destroy of a galaxy? She was ... INSULTED. Cheated from a grand duel. A false being, who was not worthy of the honor.

She gave a dark smirk. At least she had landed a hit on him, somthing he had not managed to do on her. As far as she was concerned, she was no longer needed.

"JUST GET HIM OUT OF HERE." she stated, as she stepped through a portal, going back to the Marsong Arena. As she stepped through, she reverted back to normal. She was angered beyond belief. And right now, she had no taste for battle. The lack of honor of her so called combatans sicked her. She decided to walk over, and watch the waters of the great ocean nearby, while she contemplated wether or not she wished to battle another jerk.


TAG:NO ONE

 

IC: Osuka Arino

Inside the sphere Osuka was shocked that Haru could use such a jutsu. Osuka could see Haru's chakra. As the Arino clan's Kekke Genkai allows users to regulate and manipulate chakra with great skill, they also have the perception of chakra. When an Arino clan engaged the Hizoku's eye technique as he did the second Haru arrived, Osuka could see all chakras, that of Haru,his clones, the Sand sphere, his own chakra.

 

IC: Osuka Arino

Inside the sphere Osuka was shocked that Haru could use such a jutsu. Osuka could see Haru's chakra. As the Arino clan's Kekke Genkai allows users to regulate and manipulate chakra with great skill, they also have the perception of chakra. When an Arino clan engaged the Hizoku's eye technique as he did the second Haru arrived, Osuka could see all chakras, that of Haru,his clones, the Sand sphere, his own chakra.

Now he was suprised the luminous chakra emitted by the snow shinobi was impressive. He then created more shadow clones, he needed a little more chakra to unleash his next attack. The clones then dodged the strikes from Haru's sword. However his speed and agility overwhelmed the clones, they were soon dispensed. He then created more and more and Haru's Prismatic Katana was too powerful for blind numbers.

He formulated a new plan, he would channel a good deal of chakra into two specific clones. It would help to sustain their existence, with added chakra they could enact more jutsus then an average clone and no longer perish with the slightest attack from Haru's blade.

The two clones began to make a rapid succession of handsigns. "Fire style: Fire oversould blade jutsu" the screamed as the Katana's blade was soon evneloped in a oversould of fire. This "fire" was more of a raw chakra, "Ninja Art: Twin Fires technique" the two clones shouted, they both weilded the fire blades, one Osuka clone charged head on and the other headed from a left angle directly at the real Haru. Part of the Hizoku eye's gift was perception, this perception showed a greater chakra in one Haru, and a lesser in the others. He could conclude that this was the real Haru. Inside the sphere his chakra was nearly at the needed amount. This next attack could by far be the last if Haru isn't able to dodge.

TAG: GREY

 

OOC: Sorry for the double post, my computer froze halfway through posting and posted it before i had finished and I didn't have enough time to edit and finish i had to post again eeek

 

Haru

Battle Arena

Haru and his clones worked as a well organized unit as they dispatched the plethora of shadow clones Osuka threw their way. One would always be there to protect the other from surprise attacks and they would overwhelm their opponent with speed. Though Haru found the exercise entretaining, he was aware of several things.

It seemed that Osuka's clones were able to distinguish him from his clones. This he could tell by the difference in intensity they would use when attacking his person, which meant that Osuka could 'see' chakra, just like he could. But to what extent he wondered.

Second, he was pretty certain that Osuka was setting up a trap. His opponent had effectevily removed himself from 'physical' battle by surrounding himself in an impebetrable sand sphere while allowing his clones to fight for him. Clones that just kept on materializing. That and the increasing aura around the sphere let Haru know that Osuka had an incredible store of chakra.

This was an interesting dilemma, especially since he was unable to use his Ice jutsu. Well, its no that he could not, but using Ice Element techniques so far from a natural source required an incredible amount of chakra. This was a not a life or death duel, though it could certainly end that way , but Haru would only employ Ice Element jutsus if he had to. He still had a mission to fulfill.

There was that, and the fact that Osuka didn't seem to be the man he was looking for. His chakra did not seem evil. Even so, haru realized that Osuka was a worthy and clever opponent. His attempts to tire haru would not succeed however.

"Do you intend to hide in there forever?" Haru shouted in jesting tone. His eyes were now iridescent as he went through a complex series of handsigns. His two clones went on an all out offensive while he performed his next series of jutsus. They protected Haru and held the line while never straying from their positions.

"Seven color style: Clone replica jutsu."

Four more clones appeared instantly and joined the fray in that same instant. Haru and Osuka clones now fought with renewed intensity. Leaving Haru free to act.

"Prismatic Art: Stellar Pulse."

A thunderous crack shook the air in the sky above Haru and he was hit by a bolt of iridescent light. The light aura around him grew and intensified until he could hardly be seen. Haru wasted no time and dashed towards Osuka's sand sphere. The iridescent aura around him repelled attacks by any shadow clones. Haru gained speed an momentum and his katana shone even brighter. He leapt at the sand sphere and descended with a devastating attack.

"Heavenly Blade Strike!" he shouted, and the blade shimmered with brilliant energy and released it as he slashed. There was a flash of blinding light followed by an explosion.

Dust and debris shot skyward as Haru hit the ground under the Sand sphere. His strike hit just below the base and with enough force to create a one meter deep crater, but that was only the first part of his tactic. Less than half a second after the blade strike, Haru's energy flowed to a second attack.

"Heavenly Palm Strike!"

There was a second flash of light followed by an explosive effect.

Haru shifted his stance seemlessly between attacks and delivered the palm strike at the perfect angle. His intention was to dislodge the shere and send it streaking right out of the arena. Just like he'd seen westerners do in that game they called pool...or was it billiards. He didn' care much for the game itself, but the applied physics were useful.

The intensity of the light aura around Haru diminished and returned to it's previous glow. The white haired shinobi took a low stance and held his now prismatc katana in a double handed grip at shoulder level.

Haru could see clearly through the dust and debris, as he too could see auras. Though he was intrigued by the question of how many bloodlines shared the gift, he was in now way distracted. Haru totally expected to see the sand sphere speeding down the court yard

 

HERE COMES A NEW CHALLENGER!

Greetings all;

Frank( Apadamek ) and Wolverine (Sentinel-825) are here for a challenge.

Since there are no currently available combatants at this time, Frank and Wolverine could wait and see if anyone posts a challenge by tomorrow. Also, they could fight each other in a setting of their choice, or battle NPC's which will be generated by tomorrow. I already have some very interesting opponents for both of them.

Ok folks, let's make this happen.

Strength and Honor.

 

IC: as Broly the Legendary Super Saiyan

Broly took no mind to the events displayed before him....only to a select few.

As when a golden cloud detached itself from the now appearing dragon, on top of it a figure shrouded, bathed in pure golden ki. What was this light, this power? He was prodigial....but even he had a limit. This power knew no end...as if it was the universe itself.

Broly now gave a cold, confident stare. Whoever this was, this would be a great challenge. He did not feel threatened...it might even be a refreshing change from the weak riff raff he had been facing. And he wasn't even in his full power in those battles. This should be interesting.

But when he saw the figure on the cloud....his temperament turned from brutal confindence...to unbrideled anger. Zara, who he had forgotten was there by now, wouldn't recognise the figure. But Broly certainly did.

Even though he had changed alot in power and appearance, this figure was still the subject of his hate. The one he so desired to kill.

It was Goku. Or as Broly knew him....kakarot.

Now, instead of a white and gold clad figure in front of him, was instead a crying Saiyan baby, Broly covering his ears at the loud noise. He was now looking at his subconcious, while in the concious realm, his face remained transfixed in an expression of anger at the almost divine figure.

Finally Broly had enough of the crying and transformed into the Legendary Super Saiyan, crushing the newborn with his hands.

His actions in the concious realm certainly reflected this one in his mind. He aimed to do the same...

...but judging from the power, the result would certainly be different. But he didn't care...as long as the figure in front of him was dead.

"Kakarot...." Broly growled softly, listening to his foe's words. A friend he thought of him as?! He was no friend. He would make sure he made it clear to Goku.

His decision was clear before Goku asked him.

"KAAKAAROOOOT!" Broly yelled, the arena rumbling from his power. Yet Goku was unfazed entirely.

He then transformed to the Legendary Super Saiyan, and glided at high speed torwards Goku, aiming to give him a face full of a Ki blast, his hands glowing his signature emerald aura.


TAG: grey

 

OCSUKA ARINO


He saw a luminous burst of chakra clash witht the outside of his defensive sphere. It went sailing into the air a few feet off the ground, he had fortunatley enough chakra. He bursted out of the sand sphere just as it when flying out of the arena.

He landed intense, but composed. "Haru of the Snow, you're skilled but the limits of your ability are about to be put to the ultimate test" Osuka said. Suddenly sand began to spring up from beneath Haru, faster than even Osuka could react, the sand overwhelmed the true Haru and encased him. "Ninja Art: Sunagakure Desert Coffin" he shouted from across the arena. He knew Haru couldn't escape, it was as hard if not harder than his sand chamber and fully manipulated by his chakra at the slightest sense of HAru's chakra manipulation he'd crush him. However this wouldn't be as much of a test as Osuka's next move. He began to make multiple handsigns in rapid succession.

Suddenly the sound of birds, "Chidori, one thousand birds" Osuak screamed as raw chakra was harnessed in his palm. Lightning Blade as some called it, he paused making sure the chidori was one hundred percent. And once he was sure he sprang forward. With great speed he charged his opponent who was trapped in the sand coffin. Only the chidori could peirce it, for only Osuka could cause the coffin to give way for the chidori's full effect to be utilized. Two clones of Osuka bursted from out of the ground and took down Haru's two clones,he wouldn't risk their intervetion.

This was a friendly battle but still, if Osuka held anything back what would that show of Osuka's true nature.

He drew nearer and prepared to peirce the coffin, Haru's true ability would have to surface, for Osuka could sense he wasn't using all he had. He had a technique or two he was holding back Osuka could sermise.

TAG: GREY

 

Approved by the God of War!

Name: Envy (Manga Edition)
Age: +/- 200 Years
Sex: Variable but Generally Gender Neutral
Height: Variable but in his prefered form, about the mid-five foot range.
Weight: 1-2 tons
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Violet
Species: Homunculus
Appearance: Variable but prefers the form of an attractive, androgynous youth. His true form is known to few to none outside of Father and the other Homunculi.
Powers: Embued with transformative powers, Envy has can assume just about any form he chooses, including changing body parts into weapons, and though he can change his size, shape, appearance and density, he cannot change his true mass. As a Homunculus, he has incredible regenerative abilities thanks to the Philosopher's Stone at his core, being able to be reduced to cinders and still return to 'life'. In his prefered form, Envy also posses incredible strength and agility.

Note: Those who have the ability to sense Chi will sense a multitude of souls within Envy from his Philosopher's Stone, being able to pick him out of a crowd, even when transformed.

Short Biography: The fourth Homunculi produced by Father, Envy is the embodiment of that emotion from his creator. Created from the Philosopher's Stone created from the people of Xerxes, Envy's true form is a monsterous sight to behold, which is why he often prefers to stay in an 'attractive' form of his choosing.

Envy looks down upon humans as insects and took great enjoyment in the murder of the child that instigated the Ishballan Civil War. He is a skilled physical fighter with incredible brute strength but mainly takes advantage of his true form's massive size to overwhelm the enemy. Despite his fighting skills, Envy frequently expresses an aversion to fighting when the opportunity arises. In terms of physical strength, Envy is possibly the most exceptional of all of the Homunculi (excepting Sloth). Envy's most valued contribution(s) to the Homunculus cause are impersonation, gathering information unnoticed, and using his ability to change form and carry out efficient assassinations. Envy's favored technique for murdering humans is to impersonate someone the target cares deeply for and use their natural hesitation as the opportunity needed to kill them. His Ouroboros tattoo is located on his left thigh.

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OOC: The first paragraph contains spoilers for chapters in the late 40s/early 50s of Fullmetal Alchemist. Be forewarned!

IC: Envy
Father?s Chambers

All was light, blinding white, as Envy passed into the transmutation that Fullmetal had created. They had been trapped within the false gate that was within Gluttony after the fat bastard had swallowed Elric, the Xingese brat and himself accidentally while hunting the Flame Alchemist in retribution for Lust?s death. Thus the pipsqueak had devised, seeing the ruins of Xerxes within Gluttony to perform a human transmutation on himself using the Philosopher?s Stone within Envy to gain access to the real Gate of Truth and from there return to the real world. However, something was amiss? He had never seen the Gate after being absorbed by the light, but, instead, when he opened his eyes, he was lying on the floor of Father?s Chambers, still in his true form.

Standing slowly onto all six legs, Envy surveyed his surroundings. The chamber, a large industrial room in the bowels of Central with pipes leading all across its stone-tiled floor to the raised brick platform where Father?s lab and workspace was. Its ceiling was high, littered with gears, chains and more pipes which also lined the walls. Shadows surrounded the outskirts of the chamber with the only source of illumination falling on the floor within a hundred feet o

 

OOC: R_Zion, That's one of the best opening posts I've seen in a very long time. Kudos!

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[b]Haru vs. Osuka[/b]

[i]Battle Arena[/i]

[b]Haru[/b] had no time to smirk as the [b]Osuka[/b] nimbly jumped out of his sand sphere before it careened out of the arena.

Osuka landed safely some distance away. "Haru of the Snow, you're skilled but the limits of your ability are about to be put to the ultimate test." Osuka said.

Haru managed a wan smirk as he reconsidered his pervious decision in holding back his Ice Element jutsus. Osuka was a very skilled and ingenious shinobi, he probably deserved the honor.

Sand suddenly began surge upward from the ground at Haru's feet, threatening to envelop him. Haru immediatly performed a quick jutsu as the sand began to form around him.

"Prismatic Art: Gaze of Obliteration."

Haru's eyes glowed white as they were about to flash, but the sight of him was blocked by the enveloping sand.

"Ninja Art: Sunagakure Desert Coffin." Osuka shouted from across the arena.

Though the sand covering Haru was even denser than that of the sand chamber, two incandescent points glowed in intenity and size where the sand turned to glass and then exploded.

By now Osuka had performed his next jutsu. "Chidori, one thousand birds!"

Like the Chidori, Haru's Gaze of Obliteration affected matter at a molecular level, in essence 'obliterating' anything it came in comtact with. It also cost an incredibl eamount of chakra.

With his incredible dexterity, Haru lept out of the one meter hole he had created in the sand sphere before Osuka could manipulate it again. Haru tucked, rolled away and fliped around. His Gaze of Obliteration was still 'on' and from his eyes, twin beams of highly focused light shot forth for over one hundred meters, tracing a path of destruction wherever he looked. Statues were cut in two, vases exploded upon contact and deep incandescent scars were carved into the thick Coliseum walls. Haru heard the unmistakable sound of the Chidori, which gave Osuka's position away and he looked exactly in that direction.

In that instance, the twin obliterating beams of light traveled to strike Osuka at the speed of light.

[b]Tag: CemeroX[/b]

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[color=darkblue][b]Ascended Goku vs. Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan[/b]

[i]Elemental Plane of Fire[/i][/color]

[color=green][b]"KAAKAAROOOOT!"[/b][/color]

[b]Goku[/b] got his answer as Broly yelled out his saiyan name. The power emanating from the legendary super saiyan was enough to cause the lava to erupt and the ground to tremble. In that moment, Broly transformed into the Legendary Super Saiyan. Goku just shook his head in disappointment.

With a speed that belied his size and mass, Broly flew at Goku ant attacked him. His hand shone in the brilliant emerald color that was signature of his aura as his Ki-Blast was released in Goku's face.

A bright greenish flash was followed by an explosive detonation of incredible force. The shockwave was so powerful that it pushed back the lava back over 20 meters in all directions.

Goku was still standing in place, apparentky unfazed.

"No, Broly. I won't let you destroy this realm too."

With the speed of thought, Goku used instant transmition to transport both Broly and himself to a remote and desolate planetoid of rock an ice on a yet uncharted part of the galaxy. Back in the elemental plane of Fire, a giant tidal wave of lava rushed back to fill the space that the shockwave had created.

Back on the nameless rock, Goku faced-off with Broly.

"I don't want to fight you, but if you insist in doing battle, I can't promise that I'll hold back."

Goku did not assume a fighting stance. At least not yet, as he was still hoping that Broly realized the futility of his efforts.

[b]Tag: DSZ[/b]

 

ICsuka Arino

"He broke my sand coffin" Osuak said silently. He was both angered and impressed at the same time. He was truely worthy of his best. But right now the beams of light heading straight towards him had to be dealt with. He couldn't let his chidori go to waste so he stopped in his tracks as the beams were only feet away, he slammed his chidori into the ground. The arena floo opened beneath him, a gaping wound. As the beams approached the crater became about two or three meters deep, he used it to get out of the way of the beam. If he jumped he'd have to risk havign no foothold to evade further moves from Haru. The roll the the side risked ambush, below was the safest choice.

The beams shot over the crater. He had to formulate his plan he knew that it would come down to his ten thousand birds technique. But that required chakra far beyond his current reaches. He quickly reach into his pouch and took two food pills out of a small case. After swallowing them, he felt his aura pulsing. His chakra increased tenfold instantly, but still not enough. He'd need to gradually building up chakra, and some genjutsu would be useful to help him rest. He knew the best way he shot off. And landed atop a tall statue, "Haru of the Snow prepare for the Arino clan's hidden jutsu. Hidden Art,Silence of Thought: Hizoku Darkness justu."

Blackness, Haru had just been thrown into his own mind. He could no longer control his body for his concious self was just dragged into his purest nature of thought. The Arino clan was a special spec ops team, this Hizoku Darkness jutsu allowed them to paralyze the bodies by trapping the minds. it enabled shinobi to render thousands of enemies helpless. However, Osuka was fair and wouldn't use the chance to attack but to rest. And while he did Haru would be thrown into the fires of his past.


TAG: GREY

 

IC: as Broly the Legendary Super Saiyan
Uncharted Planet

Broly only stood glaring at the Ascended being in front of him, the blank space in front of them a clear under statement of Broly's thoughts. Planets blinked in and out, as well as stars, and even distant super novas exploded in the distance.

Even in the distant blackness of space, one could see the glowing auras of ki of the two combatants. Broly far outreached Goku in size in his current state, yet the same couldn't be said about the aura. Both outreached the cosmos, even outreaching meteorites, but Goku's soft gold was far bigger than Broly's raging green.

Despite the apparent differentials in power, it was hate that dictated his actions. His blank white eyes only expression was anger, his lips curled as he snarled.

He now decided to spite his opponent. He knew he was here to stop him...

"You're already too late Kakarot," Broly's snarl now turned to a sinister grin. "Even if you do stop me, I've already killed two of these worthless beings, and you're next."

One could tell he was referring to Sasuke Uchiha and Osuka Arino, the latter now fighting against a fellow shinobi, not really dead.

And one could tell he was proud of these actions, unknowingly severing the Uchiha from his revenge, and from possible redemption by his friends.

Even if Broly did know, it would've only gladdened him more. Real warriors don't let petty things like ties weigh them down. In his point of view, he did Sasuke a favor by killing him.

It was now up to Kakarot for redemption...and judging by the power difference as they stood face to face, he probably would.

But Broly did not care, and now he began to charge ki in his hand, again charging at Kakarot while throwing a powered up fist, aiming for Goku's head. The space was soon illuminated in a glowing green from the attack.


TAG: grey

 

Zara
Ancient Jungle Arena Colisum

Zara looked out over the waters of the beach for a long time. But her mood had been spoiled. She mused over it for awhile.

"By Thran's might, that was pathetic. I had better look at the arena I was at earlier. Perhaps if I return, I will find something more worthy to fight, than some pathetic child bent on revenge." Zara slowly drew her blade, and look up at the sky.

"Mighty Kratos, Let me return to renew my search once again, for someone worthy!" With a gesture, Zara conjured up a traveling portal once more. With a deep sigh, she stepped through it, on emerge on the other side.

The warm jungle was inviting, as were the sounds around her. But what interested her most, were sounds coming from the arena. Sounds of combat. "By Kratos's beard, did I miss my chance?" she murmured softly, hoping it was not true, as she stealthy crept up to see what combatants were doing battle. She carefully leaped up on a tree limb to watch the battle. What she saw was quite interesting.

Two young men where fighting, and they wore quite unusual clothing. And they shouted strange things during their battles. One man shouted what sounded like "Shadow clone Jutsu!" Jutsu? What was more interesting, was that Two identical copies of the man materialized and immediately went after the other man, who also had two copies of himself.

Then after a few moments, the other man yelled out Sunagakura Eclipse dance" and the arena was getting quite busy. So, they were warrior illusionists? No, more than mere illusionists. Sand was called up into being, forming an orb around once. A minor elementalist? Then a color spray that impressed Zara. Warrior mages, more like it. This was getting interesting.

She pulled out some food, as she continued to watch the battle range on, and ate. This was interesting, indeed.



TAG: nobody yet..(just watching for now)
GreyJedi, DarthCemeroX

 

Frank vs. Gunlinger

Hangman's Town

It was five minutes to High noon, and Frank found himself standing in the main street of a ghost town. A fell wind blew, which caused the doors to the deserted saloon to swing open and close as it squeeked over and over again. Tumble weeds rolled by upon the arid and dusty ground, punctuating the present desolation. The stables were empty as was the jailhouse. The bank and the railroad station were rundown and delapidated. The top floor to the Inn was totally missing. And of course, the water pump was rusted and dry.

The only other thing that Frank could see, was the figure standing at the other end of the main street facing him. He wore a balck shirt with black pants and black boots. His hat was black as was his gun holster. On each side of him, he had two guns of the blackest metal. The figure's skin was tan and his eyes were dark and piercing and seemed souless. And though his expression was cool and collected, the underlying wickedness of the man was apparent in his smirk.

Even in this heat, he did not seem to sweat, which was dang unnatural.

This was the infamous Gunsliger.

A minute passed and it was registered by the town clock. How strange that it still seemed to be working.

The Gunslinger keep staring coolly at Frank and casually cracked his neck. He even fixed his shirt while he was looked intently at the man standing at the other end of the main street of Hangman's town.

Only one of them could have the title of "Ace", for there could be only ONE.

Tag: Apadamek

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Haru vs. Osuka

Battle Arena

Haru suddenly found himself engulfed in darkness. The white haired shinobi gave a small smile. Osuka must be getting desperate to resort to this type of tactic. There was no way for Osuka to know that Haru was a man in harmony with himself, at peace with himself. If Osuka had used this particular Genjutsu on him about four years ago, then it would have had devastating effects, but not now.

Haru's smile widened as his aura glowed brighter then intensified. The darkness was being dispelled by his inner light, and its wake, his inner zen garden came into view. The tranquil pond with its cloy fish, the small bridge, the rocks and well tended miniture trees all maifested themselves perfectly. Haru took a few steps to the entrance and bowed.

"The light dispells te darkness..." he whispered, and with does words, the fleeing darkness that Osuka had set upon him shattered into an inummerable amount of shards and were bleached clean by the light, then fell to the ground like snowflakes. At that moment, Haru opened his eyes and was back in the real world.

"A powerful Genjutsu." Haru admitted calmly to Osuka. "But I am not a man out of balance."

Seeing that Osuka had paused his constant attack, Haru did the same. He too had used a great deal of chakra and was in need of replenishing, especially since he did not wish to tap into his reserves. At this, Haru closed his eyes and moved his hands in a slow wide circle, then brought them to rest before him in a praying hands position. He muttered a few words that were hard to hear, and after a few heartbeats, streams of light started to streak towards him. When they touched his aura, they became like iridescent pearls before being absorbed. The process continued and the strengtheing of his aura was evidence of his chakra replenishment.

"You have fought well Osuka. If we continue, I believe you could probably best me eventually, given my environmental disadvantage." Haru declared easily enough."But I think it would be best if we continued our friendly encounter at another time. Fighting against you has shed light on a few answers regarding my mission, which I must now re-evaluate. I thank you and I'm also honored by this opportunity."

Haru opened his eyes and was now as Osuka had first seen him. Just a travelling shinobi. The white haired ninja took a step forward, then bowed to his former op

 

Ic: Osuka Arino

His chakra pulsed as Haru spoke, he was dissapointed Haru no longer wished to fight. Osuka's no war monger, but he enjoys exchanging technique and blow alike with powerful shinobi. His red feild of chakra was surpressed. "Haru of the snow, if you truely wish to continue this another time. I shall train twice as hard as I have so that when we fight... you and I are even," Osuka bowed his head and smirked. "You see Haru, you are wrong if we continued, it would've you who stood victorious. This encounter has shown me the blind spots of my technique,but through this we have both learned. However, I have a request. To join you, we seem to both be in search of something, and fate has no doubt saw fit to join us in our efforts."

Osuka lept down off the head of the statue and hopped over to Haru. He sheathed his sword and called off his shadow clones. He respectfully held his sword over his chest. "Haru, will you take Osuka: Shadow of the Sands as you commarade?"

TAG: GREY

 

IC: as Broly the Legendary Super Saiyan
Uncharted Planet

Broly was soon a victim of his own attack, and he grunted as he was sent back some 20 meters. Perhaps more. His soaring body soon collided with a large mountain-sized field of rock. The impact caused the entire structure to collapse, all of it crumbling ontop of the Super Saiyan as he tried to stand.

A cloud of smog soon rised up from the stone falls. As it cleared, Broly was standing, smiling. He was apparantely unfazed, almost laughing from the attack. Yet his body told a different tale.

There were bruises, even small cuts that were etched around his large, muscular frame. There were blood spots on his white pants, even on his gold boots. He was standing up gingerly...it was pure hatred that kept him going, kept him fighting.

Even from the distance, he could see Kakarot's unreadable expression, even hear the words coming from his mouth.

"Why must you go on like this?"

Broly now pointed a large finger at his rival as he spoke, his features now sporting an enraged growl, " YOU did this to me, Kakarot. YOU caused this!"

"Now I'll make you PAY!!!" On the word, he soon blasted countless of energy blasts at his opponent. Ranging in sizes big to small, even from shapes spheres, disks, and circles, they all had one target in mind.....Goku.


TAG: grey

 

IC: Logan
Unknown Location

Logan wasn't sheathing his claws anytime soon. Now, every step he took was as careful and precise as he could manage, because after that couple of three-headed beasts he'd just sliced to death, he wasn't taking any chances, nor was he making assumptions as to what he may encounter next, because in all honesty, he couldn't guess. He didn't even know exactly where he was, and for the life of him (or what was left of it), he couldn't recall how he'd gotten there in the first place. He sniffed at the air, hoping to pick up something that would give him a clue as to his location, yet all his senses could observe was the faint smell of Chimera's blood. Was this a trick by Xavier? Did the old man have a sense of humor after all? No, no he didn't, because frankly, this wasn't funny.

So Logan continued on his dark path to nowhere. The sewer that he was in was poorly illuminated, but thanks to the Mutant X gene residing somewhere in his adamantium-laced body, the lack of light had little effect on his sight, for he could see quite clearly yet. He kept an ear out for any sign of movement, or any anomaly whatsoever, but all he could pick up were his footsteps and the running water beside him. He was beginning to get frustrated, especially considering the fact that he should have been at the Mansion drinking booze with Peter.

Finally, Logan saw something peculiar in the far distance, a few hundred yards from his current positioning. It was a door. But that wasn't what occupied Logan's current train of thought. Rather, what was beyond the door was what had his mind racing. And so he walked, slowly still, his senses alert.

Several minutes later, Logan had at last reached the two large steel doors that led to who the hell knew where. But they were his only options, and he wondered if he would soon be meeting a legion of beasts like the ones he'd killed only minutes prior. And with that, he retracted his adamantium claws, feeling the cold metal slide past the open flesh of his knuckles. It almost tickled. He grasped the left door with both of his hands and pulled as a loud and prolonged creak emitted from the hinges. And then, extracting his claws as soon as he had created a large enough gap, he stepped into the room beyond.

Logan surveyed what he had entered. It appeared to be a large industrial room with pipes leading all across its stone-tiled floor to a raised brick platform where a strange lab seemed to sit. Its ceiling was high, littered with gears, chains and more pipes which also lined the walls. Shadows surrounded the outskirts of the chamber with the only source of illumination falling on the floor within a hundred feet of the platform. It didn't strike Logan as a place that was deserted for long, and he knew that whoever that lab belonged to would soon be returning. He sniffed at the air, wondering if he would find something this time, and sure enough he found a faint scent that smelled like... ah, a rat. A harmless creature that couldn't talk. Perfect. He would just have to wait for the man (or woman) in charge. And so he fell back into a dark corner of the room where he wouldn't be immediately noticeable to anyone with normal sight.

And he waited.

Tag: R_Zion

 

Frank


Frank stood there before Gunslinger, the only gunfighter around as ruthless as him. Frank was dressed as always in his black shirt, black pants and black hat almost exactly like Gunslinger. However his gun shone silver in the light while Gunslinger's were shadows of death.

Frank knew this would be tough, all about the speed of the draw, all about ending it before either of them actually drew their pistols. He'd perfected his form and his attitude before the duel, all to freak out his opponent, force him to make a mistake.

However this one seemed like he was almost as bad as frank, a interesting match, he'd heard much about him. However you don't become the best gun fighter of all time by being afraid of men with reputations. He looked at the sun, at gunslinger, back at the sun, back at Gunslinger and then to the clock and back at gunslinger. He spat out a wad of chewing tobacco with as much nonchalance as he could muster in this stressful moment.

With a simple flexing of his hands he prepared himself for the coming draw. However Frank was never one to play fair with his life on the line, oh no, he had to think of something to end this with a little more odd's in his favor. He looked around the dilapidated old town and didn't see anything that could help him.

Using his left hand he scratched his chin as if he didn't care about anything in the world. There was no choice about it, it was one on one, speed versus speed. He looked Gunslinger square in the eyes, his right hand fully prepared to pull his gun and fire the trigger, though he could probably jump away to the right at the same time as well.

Tag: Grey

 

IC: Envy
Father?s Chambers

With a long, metallic moan, the large steel doors to Father?s chambers opened cautiously before a figure came prowling into the room. Envy's two beady, black eyes stared from the shadows at the person who entered, but as he watched, his rodent?s nose wrinkled in disgust. The being was a scruffy-looking human male in a white, sleeveless undershirt, jeans and brown leathers boots. His hair was a dark black and pointed on both sides of his head, leading down to long sideburns on his face which themselves slowly shortened into unshaven scruff. He was well-muscled, obviously a soldier or some kind of warrior, and roughly five feet tall or so. Envy squeaked out a chuckle to himself. He was a pipsqueak, just like the Fullmetal runt, but as he no longer heard the sounds of the door guards in the tunnels, he figured that, whoever he was must have taken care of them all. Surely this? this human couldn?t have taken out Father, could he? Watching as the man withdrew into the shadows, much as he had, Envy decided to gauge the man?s abilities? and perhaps have a little bit of fun while he was at it.

Scurrying back behind a large piece of piping in the farthest corner of the chamber, the Homunculi recalled the picture he had seen the night he had murdered that man? Hughes... a picture of he, his wife, and his young daughter. Yes, as far as humans went, she was fairly ?cute?, so perhaps she would make an appropriate subject to test this wild-looking human. Quickly, Envy?s body morphed from that of a small, gray rat to an adorable little girl of four with dirty blonde hair and pigtails and, putting on his most pathetic, endearing look, wandered out from behind the piping towards the light.

?H-hello?? the child asked, sounding rather frightened. ?I-is anyone there??

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TAG: Sentinel/Wolverine

 

IC: Logan
Unknown Location

Aw hell, Logan thought to himself as the newly revealed child cried out for anyone who was currently in her vicinity. She had big, puffy pigtails and a flower dress. If there was one thing in this world that Logan was not equipped to handle, it was little girls with pigtails and dresses.

However, her appearance did not discard the fact that someone else was possibly present as well, so he dared not remove himself from the shadows. Instead, he merely spoke, hoping that his voice would echo and confuse her (as well as anyone else who may have been listening in) as to where he was located.

"Do you know where you are?" he inquired.

Tag: R_Zion

 

IC: Envy
Father?s Chambers

The little girl held her hands up to her face and looked around urgently, her eyes both tear and fear-filled. ?I? I don?t know. A fat man with beady eyes brought me down here and is holding me prisoner. He took me from my mommy last night. I? I tried to leave, but all those scary monsters out there chased me back in here and I had to close the doors and hide. Are?are you here to rescue me? Do you know where I am??

TAG: Wolverine

 

IC: Logan
Unknown Location

Logan continued to keep an ear out for anyone or anything else as the girl finished speaking. Now he was sure that someone else would be entering this chamber soon, for there was a fat man with beady eyes out there missing a prisoner. A prisoner that he would probably end up having to rescue.

"Do you know where the fat man is now?" he asked the girl in as polite a voice as he could manage, remaining inert in the shadows.

Tag: R_Zion