Ultimate Battle

[Reiku Rinsagi]

I need someone to fight me to rekindle my RPing spirit. THe rules are as follows:

-No powerplaying
-No godmoding
-No awesomely powerful characters
-Especially no excessive cursing


I wish to fight someone who can follow these rules correctly, let's go

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Name:
Gender:
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Abilities: *physical*
Powers: *super natural*
Weakness: *whatever*

 

[Kissui Tensai]

If your still willing to go, then i'll put up a temp that will replace this post.

 

[Reiku Rinsagi]

Says Iprod almost a month after I posted the thread. alright then, you're on

 

[E.V.]

I wanna fight.


Name: Jim Brown(that was some guy I used in an essay!)
Gender:Male
Height/Weight:5'11", 135 lbs
Weapons:Bo Staff, Sword, Nunchaku(I just learned some Bo Staff today)
Abilities: He is a master at his three weapons and speed, able to confuse most people.
Powers: none
Weakness: KFC, pie, spaces out alot.

 

[Reiku Rinsagi]

I've already excepted Prod's challange, just waiting for his character

 

[Kissui Tensai]

My MoSO Powers have been renewed!!!!!

Name: Xeonharo Dokaratstu

Title: MasterofSinOblivion (Oblivion's Assasin)

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Race: Unknown

Personality: Tends to have a mixture of emotions that all make him strong, anger which is only brought forth in times of serious peril, compassion which is a rare emotion that comes to mind when on the battlefield. With these emotions all at his control his movements depict some form of the many emotions that he expresses in the midst of combat. While maintaining this balance fear is the last thing that comes to mind in a life and death situation. Most of the time he tends to be unfeeling wandering the vast stretch of nothing which they call oblivion.

Appearance: Has two faces and appearances. He stands erect to about 6'2'', having short silver hair that blows in the wind. Dressed in a black, school boy outfit he looks still like he goes to highschool, yet his appearance is much older. His attitude, conveys a nearly emotionless stature as his silver loose the lust of compassion, mercy, and pity.



Weapon(s):

Scythe of Eternal Sins: The purest blade forged in Oblivion that peers into a persons very soul. It has the ability to rip out a heart with one slice and gather the sins of dark being. Anyone with darkness in their hearts has dark desires and intentions. This weapon can unleash their yearning souls that crave desolation and chaos. It feeds off of despair, and grants its weilder control and a lust for power. No ordinary human being can weild a weapon thats purely Oblivion based intentions.

Dual crossblades: they are slender blades that tend to be mere extensions of gauntlets. The flip inward and outward for swift attacks, the blades themselves double as a shield parrying certain attacks made by blades with nominal steel content. A mase however would shatter these blades on impact. This was his only weapon that Xeonharo retained from the human world before passing to the Oblivion realm.

Abilitie(s):

Sin Harvest: Much like tortured souls scream at the mere sight of agony, this techniques amplifies Rayex's power. He harvest the sins of his given opponent and they dance around him screaming. The worst possible fears of anyone, their deepest regret for him to control. Simply to have them relive them and wallow in a pool of self contempt. Death comes abruptly as their soul is the next thing to disperse from their being having being driven to the breaking point of insanity. They are thus left a lifeless shell never to travel to heaven or hell of which a humble nomad speaks of.

Fountain of Sins: His second ability that follows sin harvest devasting effect. This techniques liquifies the sins into pure energy of that of ones soul. Slowly shaping into a fountain of sins. Its the perfect rejuvanation technique that restores internal and external wounds taken to the user. Making them seem as though they are a godlike figure. Simple cast aways, for those who dont repent. The sins fade into the scythe when completed.

Teleportation: Just as the technique implys, simple teleportation to any given location. A traveling collector of sins needs to be in many a location when seeking out those foolish enough to rise against him.

Sin Cyclone: With the aid from his control of wind, the sins of his enemy flow around slowly picking apart his soul wallowing him in self contempt. They slowly fade into the vast nothing slowly loosing their being to the shadows of whom they once were.

Raging Gale: A furious burst of wind, flowing through the users arms providing a great offense and defense.

Air slicing sheath: A series of wind based strikes that effect internal organs. An attack when MoSO relentlessly attacks any given opponent 125 times without stoppong once, aiming for every possible vital point. The attack ends with one shot to the heart slicing air through the main muscle of the human body.

Aerial flux: taking the wind into his scythe he sends an enormous gale of air gushing from a fatal swing aimed for the heart. The wave travels through the human bodies ciruculatory system slicing the veins and arteries within. This succesfully cuts off circulation of blood carrying oxygen and the enemy dies fataly with no blood fluctuation.

Bio: As a child Rayex grew up in the harsh reality of the world around him. He never knew what the word family meant to him. Coming to realize that he couldnt weep for his forgotten parents forever he tossed those memories and his weakness aside. Setting off into the world to train and become a warrior worth mentioning. Among his many exploits he soon hoped he would become stronger.

Upon traveling the world, Rayex mind began to grow. On his many ventures he fought many a difficult foe and was even overwhelmed by their might. With every battle a lessoned was learned as he studied thier unique fighting styles and configured ways to counter. Mentors, teachers, and senseis showed Rayex many forms of Martial arts that he too took into consideration. With this depth of knowledge at his disposal, he utilized three unique fighting styles that best suit he form of attack and weapon combination patterns. Tai-chi, which takes an opponents own driving force and sends it back two-fold. The swiftness of this style gave a sense of balance in body, mind, spirit, and soul. The second fighting style considered as breakdancing portion, which made movement unpredictable, wild, and unchained. This style was concieved as a wildcard for Rayex's anger when unleashed. Lastly a southern Chinese style of martial arts which made the body sturdy and provided strong posture to stand ground for even the most devasting a situation. With these styles at his disposable Rayex ventured even further into the world to seek other opponents.

With 5 years that passed Rayex had come across an undefeatable swordsman whom used a unique style of bladesmenship unlike anything he had seen before. This man possed all the qualities of a god. Endulging in conflict with this swordsman Rayex was defeated in merely one move. In the blink of an eye, a lowcut fashion, this swords man had sliced Rayex across the face, twice in the chest, and once across the arm. His movement and timing was incredible, he left rayex in defeat to let him live with the shame. Rayex vowed one day he would destroy this godlike opponet who was feared by all.

After that death defying encounter with his incredibly devastating opponent he had to heal from his crushing defeat and seek his opponet out. It wouldn't be easy as his wounds were the only thing that took a beating. His pride took a crushing blow as well. He would eventually have to overcome it through rigorous training. He spent the next 2 years training non stop, pushing his body to its limits. He even sought out other opponents that fought with his incredibly stong foe. They too suffered massive blows to their bodie's and egoe's. Unlike Rayex, they had given up fighting and lived in the shame of their defeats. Rayex however was strong willed and would never submit completly, fighting to the death was always what came to mind. He learned his opponents techniques from the former warrior's descriptions of their encounters. Seeking a loop hole in his attacks Rayex performed various combat tactics but they only seemed to bring him slghtly closer to reaching his goal. It seemed hopeless, but he finally found the whole in his foe's stategy. He to this day seeks out this man and plots to pay him back for their first enounter.

When meeting this foe for the second time, they clashed in the realm of a strange place. By sheer unexpectance, they killed one another at the same time. As for his opponent, he traveled to the fiery abyss of hell. Rayex wasn't so fortunate, he found himself as a castaway in an unfamiliar realm known as Oblivion. Chosen by its dark ambitions he was chosen by the Scythe of Eternal Sins. He became the MasterofSinOblivion, whom was a powerful being that walked the reaches of the endless oblivion and took the sins from those in the name of his Oblivion Leader. Here it was as though God didn't seem to exist.

Here he met another being whom existed in Oblivion along with himself. He seemed to rule this domain of non-existence, and intergrated with those whom came into this realm. As castaways from the world they formed the Oblivion Clan. The strongest were the four members that came to unite residing within their unique oblivions. The Master of Sin Oblivion is what he became, and embraced it all to the fullest of his abilities. Passing in the realm void of all human like anomaly.

 

[Reiku Rinsagi]

Name: Vanier Minamori

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Apperance: *Will provide when I get home*

Height/Weight: 168/5'11"

Weapons: His Arcane book, other then that is his own powers

Abilities: Given the powers of a vampire by hi friend Anzai Koyanagi, though without the consequences of his humanity. Vanier has the strength, speed and stamina, and can see in the blackest night.

Powers: Vanier has the ability to control Gravitational forces (like Brago form Zatch Bell) he can shoot gravity orbs or beams, increase the pressure upon a person's (or more then one's) body, or the whole area. Gravatational fields have been known to go up to 20 times earth's gravity.

Arcana: The book Vanier holds is a black arts, or Arcane spell book. With it, he can cast spells such as floating, teleporting, etc. His main spells are follows:

Arcanic blast: an raining assult of black meteors from the sky. Vanier can only control the direction of which they'll fall to, whatever's in that direction, is at gods mercy.

Dark tendril: black tendrils from the abyss itself come out from his body and attack. these are usually controled by him, but when he's enraged they go out of control.

Final seal: An arcanic symbol appear on the body of whom he desires, and then an evil entity that he chooses is sealed within it. He uses this against possessing spirits and demons.

Night healing: a healing spell, removes things like poison, etc., and heals the body of wounds.

Weakness: If angered (big if) his arcane powers go out of control. There's no real tellign what exactly will happen to the unfortunate soul who angers him.

Appearance:

 

[Reiku Rinsagi]

((bump. I'm sytarting this fight and then draging Prod in here))

Vanier walked down the city streets calmly. It was the night time, and in this city, if you were brave or stupid enough to walk through here at night, no one would question you and would praise you in the morning, or be at your funeral. He stopped at a street light on the corner and looked at the time, it was 2 minutes before midnight. He looked around the area and then just waited, for something to happened. As the street light aboved him blinked on and off, he remembered that something usually happened when no one could see you die.

 

[Kissui Tensai]

Across the buildings of the vastly scaled city, footsteps were heard moving rapidly as the wind graciously blew behind it. There was a lingering scent of autumn in the dazzling moonlit sky, new to this turn about of setting stood the master of sin oblivion. Graced in his usual attire, he stood watch over the city and its grand sense of style. It was in his best interest to come across an opponent who could at least adequately amuse him. He smiled staring down at the practically empty streets with little to no sign of life besides the usual norms of the more adequate masses. His sterling silver coloured iris's came to scan back and forth to see an unusual distribution in the bodies' natural energy.

"Looks like we have a winner. Greetings are in order."

His leap over the gaping buildings was fairly large nearing the edge of the block. On the ledge of a building overlooking a street light at the said corner stood a young man. This fairly tickled MoSO's inside to see the natural power within him distorted. It was fairly sad that he came at such a bad time, consequence and personal responsibility would soon come crashing down on him reguardless. He snapped his fingers and a portal emerged around the boy's feet and he fell through dropping into the abyss known as Sin Oblivion. Wasting no time he too walked through and closed the exit behind him. The setting changed, white grass surrounded them with a vastly large lake with a fountain at the heart. the trees contained white leaves with the unusual feeling of repentence.

"Hello there, its unfortunate for you at this time, but you peaked my own interest so i must say your quite lucky. The name is master of sin oblivion, but keep it MoSO for short. You've been given the honor to take one of the strongest members within the oblvion clan. Please at least allow me the name of my opponent." MoSO stated boldly sitting on the fountain at the heart of his domain.