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Post by Angel Aries on Feb 10, 2003 15:57:04 GMT -5
*What was once holy has now been built over, industrialized. Where a small church once stood now stands a large plasma energy refinery, reaching up into the heavens much like its predecessor did, a monument to humanity rather than their God.*
*Yet hope remains inside it, and elements of its past still reach into the present. Though wreathed in tubes, generators and cold steel equipment, the altar still remains, a wrought iron cross now sitting upon the unadorned stone.*
*And that's where Aries is.*
*He stands on a group of piping before the altar, two long clear columns of blue plasma reaching upwards into a processing unit behind it and illuminating him with an eerie watery light from behind, his arms folded over his chest, wearing a black shirt buttoned up to the collar, black pants, and a long gray raincoat, a red scarf wrapped around his neck and hanging down behind his left shoulder. His Musketeer's Broadsword hangs in its sheath at his hip, and his gray eyes are framed by a set of goggles, a pair of backup glasses in his pocket. His spiny brown bangs reach forward in front of his face, a smirk set firmly between his mustache and goatee.*
This is The Hallowed Ground, ladies and gentlemen.
Normally, Aries would prefer to fight someplace a little less...artificial, but this may have to do, for all intents and purposes.
*He reaches down and rests his left hand upon the hilt of his sword, his right reaching out to point before him.*
Aries may not be the best, but Aries could be more than a match for you.
Care to test yourself?
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Post by Libra on Feb 12, 2003 10:45:10 GMT -5
Sorry, Aries. You just whooped the hell out of my mobile suit in the Belfast mission. Hopefully you will have better luck against someone else. But for my enjoyment I will stay and watch over your battle with the first actual willing fighter.
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Post by Angel Aries on Feb 12, 2003 16:07:13 GMT -5
If there is one.
*grins and leans back against the altar.*
Seems everyone's rather scared to death of Aries right now.
Not that Aries blames you, but oh, well.
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Post by Libra on Feb 12, 2003 23:36:30 GMT -5
I guess I show more bravery than anyone else right now for even showing my face?
*steps foreward from the wall, lifts off my cap, and sips the can of mountain dew in my hand. My hand returns to its hanging lifeless position, as I walk on towards Aries. I stop as I am right next to him, facing all that is to his back*
They will come. Just have patience.
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Post by CygnusMkII on Feb 15, 2003 19:49:52 GMT -5
*Cygnus kicks the door open, runs, and tackes Aries*
Watashi! Watashi!
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Post by Angel Aries on Feb 16, 2003 1:03:57 GMT -5
*gets one of those exasperated-shocked looks, his hands going up, tipped over onto his side with Cyg on top of him.*
Aaah...
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Post by Libra on Feb 16, 2003 1:33:05 GMT -5
Go Aries! You got a woman on top of ya!
*starts hooting and hollaring for Aries in support of what I know probably isn't happening*
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Post by Angel Aries on Feb 16, 2003 17:58:27 GMT -5
*spazzes.*
YOU ARE BOTH SPOILING ARIES'S DRAMATICISM HERE!
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Post by †Zero† on Feb 18, 2003 11:51:04 GMT -5
The doors to the urbanized chapel swung violently open as a man stood in the door way holding two swords unsheathed. "Pain" and "Plessure" are their names, and their master weilds them with perfection. he took a step in and looked at Cyg ontop of Aries and grew a bit aggrivated. He moved the sword in his right hand to his left, and extended that arm. his grey eyes flashed with a crimson light as a small blast charged, and sent Cyg up to the wall behind and above the alter. Soon after the floor below her ripped open and chains, directly from hell itself flew out and held Cyg by her arms and legs holding her in a crucified position up tight against the wall. He then chuckled silently as Cyg screamed profanities at him.
He then turned to Libra, grinning evily and the ground under him ripped open like it did before and more chains like before shot out, grabbing Libra's legs, wrapping around them tightly. They then shot up, carrying Libra to the ceiling as he screamed. Libra then slammed into the ceiling face first and lied there tightly pressed against it as another chain shot out and hit his back pushing him into the ceiling tightly.
Now finally he turned to Aries, now free, and returned the other sword to his right hand
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Post by Angel Aries on Feb 19, 2003 0:56:05 GMT -5
*looks up, then grins and stands. He futilely pushes his hair away from his left eye only for it to snap back into place.*
*However, his hands come down to his goggles an lift them off his head.*
*He holds them in his right hand, then lets them drop to the grating below, where they clatter against the metal.*
*The Zodiac Paladin produces his pair of glasses from his shirt pocket, then his wrist snaps out, the struts on the rectangular spectacles opening. He guides them up to sit them on his face, his face going serious.*
*Serious now, his hand falls to his sword, slowly and deliberately pulling it up and free, letting the blade catch the light up at Zero as he drops back into a stance, the blade going vertical, then tilting in at an angle as he brings his left hand up by his face, his right wrist tilting forward to touch the blade of his sword to Zero's in an en guarde.*
Seadh i toisich. (So it begins.)
*lets his face keep its serious ways.*
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Plague
GM III
Three different faces,one same destructive force
Posts: 176
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Post by Plague on Feb 22, 2003 11:27:19 GMT -5
*A dark figure in dark ninjetic style cholthes stands in the dark coner watchin Libra up in the Ceiling. Switches his eyes to the fight in the middle of the church. Reaches to his side grabing to two throwing knives. Throwing them with force. Both Blood red laced knives wiz pass both heads. Takes Blood red and black laced Katana off his back and holds it in right hand looks up again. Jumps up and starts slicing at the chains holdin my Zodiac brother.
*Whispers* Libra hold tight.
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Post by †Zero† on Feb 22, 2003 11:52:16 GMT -5
Laughing sensing the knife fly by and he snaps his fingers, seemingly slowing down time for himself. From the ground, more chains from hell fly out and grab the preventers leg, and flings him back to a near by wall. More chains again fly out and grab his arms, other leg, and neck, pinning him there with just enough force to keep him from moving, and cause pain, but not kill.
THe knife approched slowly, slowed down for him in time. He grabs the handle of the dagger and turns it around and chucks it back. and then snaps his fingers again returning time to its normal speed. However another snap of his fingers stoped the blade mid air only millimeters from the Preventors face.
Thou has no quarrel with me, however thou will stay out of thy quarrel with this Paladin. How ever we both are friends, so this battle should hold no grudge on any parties
Turning back to the Paladin with a smirk on his face
Although blind is thy eyes to the purposes of this Zodiac Clan
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Post by Crazy 8 on Feb 22, 2003 13:20:26 GMT -5
*he takes his long blade and attacks Aries with a swing motion of it*
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Post by Angel Aries on Feb 22, 2003 16:13:11 GMT -5
*Aries acts without thinking, his blade flashing over to parry the long blade. However, as the blade wraps around the long line of his broadsword, he realizes how he can turn this to a major advantage.*
*He grins, then brings his wrist about in small circles, the blade wrapping about it...with Craze on the other end.*
*He lets Craze have a moment to figure out his mistake.*
*And not a moment more, of course.*
*He draws his right shoulder back by rotating at the hips, then throws his arm forward, hauling Craze off his feet and swinging him like a large flail at Zero.*
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Plague
GM III
Three different faces,one same destructive force
Posts: 176
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Post by Plague on Feb 22, 2003 23:22:07 GMT -5
*stares at the blade*
No guarge. All for fun. Please let me go for I shall watch and learn your wayz. teach me. let me learn. Wind is a Trainy in Shanobi.
*stares at Libra in the chains. Then stares back at the fight.*
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