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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 11:45 am
((It is what is known as a Vector. Though her Vectors are not as advanced as my own, she will serve as a good example. Also - You broke a T1 rule and auto-hit without preperation. You have been D/Q and have lost the match.)) Congratulations. You have been accepted into the Vanquisher Program.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 11:59 am
I was never one to be easily intimidated. Nor do I pick favorites. If you ever attempt to break the 4th wall again...I will ******** murder your family in front of you, one by one you will watch the light drain from their eyes. They will call out your name in breathless panics, and screams. Your only response will be a cackled cry. I've cut out your tongue. I've bruised your throat with a meat hammer. Crushing your trachea. After I've killed them all, I'll force you to bury them outside of your house. Then I'll tell you to lay down beside their remains. Eyes still open. Bloodshot from the adrenaline they died with. I tell you that I'll make it better. I'll give you a quick and painless death. I'll shoot you...but as you watch me walk away from the 9-foot deep hole. You realize that I won't. I start dumping the excess dirt mound back onto the grave. I light a bonfire on the surface of the perverted grounds and walk away.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 12:24 pm
Ex ObIivion I was never one to be easily intimidated. Nor do I pick favorites. If you ever attempt to break the 4th wall again...I will ******** murder your family in front of you, one by one you will watch the light drain from their eyes. They will call out your name in breathless panics, and screams. Your only response will be a cackled cry. I've cut out your tongue. I've bruised your throat with a meat hammer. Crushing your trachea. After I've killed them all, I'll force you to bury them outside of your house. Then I'll tell you to lay down beside their remains. Eyes still open. Bloodshot from the adrenaline they died with. I tell you that I'll make it better. I'll give you a quick and painless death. I'll shoot you...but as you watch me walk away from the 9-foot deep hole. You realize that I won't. I start dumping the excess dirt mound back onto the grave. I light a bonfire on the surface of the perverted grounds and walk away.
-stares at you- I have no idea what you just wrote but it sounds fun
-dissipates into the air again, only to reappear standing on your head-
I'm up for a nice blood bath <3
-leans forward and stares at your face, smiling brightly-
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 12:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 12:40 pm
-stares- such huge disappoint in that sigh.
it breaks my heart....
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 9:17 pm
Ex ObIivion ((It is what is known as a Vector. Though her Vectors are not as advanced as my own, she will serve as a good example. Also - You broke a T1 rule and auto-hit without preperation. You have been D/Q and have lost the match.)) Congratulations. You have been accepted into the Vanquisher Program. well ty for that but crap i thought i didnt well mother humper o well next time~ ty again C:
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 12:22 am
The man reaches over to his sword leaning against the wall and unfolds the wrappings. Underneath was a very large sword that nobody normal could lift easily, much less wield. As the bindings came off of it he lifted the sword and set it on his shoulder as if it weighed nothing at all. His glowing blue eyes moved across to each person and his breath misted out. "Lets get this started....I wish to join." The air pushed off of him slightly and the temperature around him fell a little more. Now his breath was really misting out and his eyes glowed brighter for a moment. "So what must I do or kill?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 1:53 am
*after preparing his equipment ,he enters the domain of the vanquishers lord.with a loud and proud voice he announces"I would like to join this band of warriors........And I'm confident enough that I have the strength required to enter your group. "he unsheathes his blade ready to take a stance and waiting for his adversary to appear.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 6:29 pm
The Black Phantom walks to the gates of this mysterious kingdom, and holds up his invitation to check if the crest on the letter was the same as the one on the gates. "Alright, it looks like the right place..." He mutters to himself, making sure his mask and hat are adjusted to a proper position that will hide his eyes. He steps into the strange new kingdom, and calls out, in a calm, shadowy voice, "Hello?? Is anyone there??" He keeps a tight grip on the rapier holstered to him, unsure if this is a trap......
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2015 8:06 pm
As the castles that sits upon a snowy mountaintops large, reinforced wooden doors creak open hesitantly, a large brush of cold air enters the room uninvited.
The wind tests the limits of the golden candelabra that sit on the large feasting tables in the main room. There is a golden embroidered, crimson carpet leading from the doorway a dark silhouette of a throne. A large fireplace sit behind the throne, it's radiant light dispels a clear image of a man with a long torn, black cape. His glowing red eyes pierce the shadows cast by the fire.
"Enter..."
Oblivion lifts his right hand and uses a psychic force to pull his new guest inside and slam the door behind him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2015 8:12 pm
As the castles that sits upon a snowy mountaintops large, reinforced wooden doors creak open hesitantly, a large brush of cold air enters the room uninvited.
The wind tests the limits of the polished obsidian candelabra that sit on the large feasting tables in the main room. There is a golden embroidered, crimson carpet leading from the doorway a dark silhouette of a throne. A large fireplace sit behind the throne, it's radiant light dispels a clear image of a man with a long torn, black cape. His glowing red eyes pierce the shadows cast by the fire.
"Talk is cheap...surely you did not enter my home with the plan of joining up without the slightest idea of what I desire..."
Oblivion lifts his right hand and uses a psychic force to pull his new guest inside and slam the door behind him. Placing him in the middle of the room, beneath a massive crystal chandelier.
"...Impress me."
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2015 8:20 pm
As the castles that sits upon a snowy mountaintops large, reinforced wooden doors creak open hesitantly, a gust of cold wind stowed away a few uninvited snowflakes.
The wind tests the limits of the polished crimson red candelabra that sit on the large feasting tables in the main room. There is a black embroidered, crimson carpet leading from the doorway a dark silhouette of a throne. A large fireplace sit behind the throne, it's radiant light cancels all possibilities of a clear image of a man with a long torn, black cape. His glowing red eyes pierce the shadows cast by the fire.
"...What must you do?...What must you kill?...You assume too much. Who says I'll be willing to allow you to kill anything in my home? Dare I ask, who declares that you are even deserving of a task from my bounty board?"
Oblivion lifts his right hand as he signals the man to come closer to the throne.
"...Maybe it shall be you...the first one I will allow to perish in my home."
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2015 8:35 pm
The Phantom is quite fascinated by this man's power. At the request of being to told to impress him, the Phantom prepared his rapier and hidden claw for combat. "It seems, from what I assume so far, that you are looking for Knights strong enough to serve in your presence." "If that is your wish, then very well, I accept this challenge." "I shall allow you the first strike, as this is your home, and your law and authority." With that, the Phantom bowed respectfully to Lord Oblivion, and watched, silently calculating the perfect time to strike his mysterious adversary.....
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 3:04 am
Ex ObIivion
As the castles that sits upon a snowy mountaintops large, reinforced wooden doors creak open hesitantly, a large brush of cold air enters the room uninvited.
The wind tests the limits of the polished obsidian candelabra that sit on the large feasting tables in the main room. There is a golden embroidered, crimson carpet leading from the doorway a dark silhouette of a throne. A large fireplace sit behind the throne, it's radiant light dispels a clear image of a man with a long torn, black cape. His glowing red eyes pierce the shadows cast by the fire.
"Talk is cheap...surely you did not enter my home with the plan of joining up without the slightest idea of what I desire..."
Oblivion lifts his right hand and uses a psychic force to pull his new guest inside and slam the door behind him. Placing him in the middle of the room, beneath a massive crystal chandelier.
"...Impress me."
Unfazed of what had just happened,he takes a stanceI will. I wouldn't want the next lord i would serve to think so little of me He lunges for an attack and swings his blade with the strength enough to shake the whole room
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