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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2011 23:15:04 GMT -5
Krile has been removed from the Raid for not posting within four days.
Master Xehanort is next to post in thread. He has four days.
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Post by firestorm483 on Apr 5, 2011 15:34:24 GMT -5
Master Xehanort looked around to try and determine the results of his most recent attacks, but for some reason the girl was no where in sight any longer. Xehanort was quite skeptical of these recent turn of events. He doubted that the girl was able to evade both of his attacks, and seek refuge in a hiding place in such a short amount of time. At the same time, he was certain that she was strong enough to at least survive both of the attacks that he had just unleashed upon her. It seemingly defied logic that this situation had taken this sort of turn.
Xehanort knew better than to let his guard down, and decided to keep an eye on this area if the girl suddenly reappeared, and turned his gaze towards Vanitas, and that other Keybearer, with whom he was locked in combat. It appeared that for the moment, Vanitas was certainly capable of holding his own against this adversary, but Xehanort was all to familiar with how the tide of battle could change in an instant. The least he could do, was give Vanitas some assistance in order to help ensure his victory. However, the first step in Xehanort's strategy would be somewhat indirect. He did not want to involve himself directly in the fight without knowing exactly what he was getting into. Having been preoccupied with fighting the girl he had not had a chance to assess the skills and fighting prowess of the other combatant, and the fact that he wielded a Keyblade seemed to suggest that he was no pushover.
Acting on these presumptions, Xehanort snapped his fingers, and suddenly, 5 black puddle-like fixtures began to appear on the ground surrounding Xehanort. The puddles grew larger until suddenly long black arms with sharp claws burst their way out of the puddle. In a matter of seconds, 5 Neoshadow Heartless had climbed out of the puddles, and faced Master Xehanort (Cooldown: 5 posts). Without saying a word, Master Xehanort pointed towards the Keybearer that was locked in combat with Vanitas, and mentally ordered them to charge the boy, and subdue him. The 5 Neoshadows charged their way over towards the boy, and attempted to slash at him with their sharp claws.
(In my infinite wisdom I have neglected to include a duration on my Heartless summoning ability. Therefore until I am given permission to update my profile regarding this issue, I will treat this ability as lasting only one turn, meaning that the Neoshadows will vanish after your next post Night.)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2011 21:12:01 GMT -5
[bg=1f1e2e][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #6b6895;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] The past is over ★ ( and Tomorrows wishful thinking ) Night growled when he was laughed at, just what was so damn funny? Grunting as he bashed the dark figure away. The young keyblader taking a moment to look at arm as Vanitas recovered to check his arm. The gash wasn't too bad his armor had at least absorbed most of the impact, though when he tried fist his hand it stung. Well there went that arm. When Night went in for the attack for that split second Night had thought it had worked just fine, and he smiled about it, maybe he was getting the hand of fighting at his level. But his senses picked up on something, his nose didn't sense what his eyes were seeing. "If you won't accept it, then I'll show you its power myself!" He heard, the armored wolf quickly turning around to catch a glimpse of the dark figure. Night quickly jumping out of the way of the blade just narrowly avoiding the attack, his scarf was cut, and his chest armor was scratch making him grunt lightly before jumping back again with a hard breath. 'What the hell was that!?' he couldn't help but question still shocked by Vanitas' How was he suppose to keep this up!? Was that after image thing something all those with darkness could do? Could his darker half learn that? Though now Vanitas seemed to be the least of his worries as five Neoshadow heartless came at him. The old man was not helping with this battle. "Frag it," he cursed, now kind of wishing it was Night because his other half had that blaster attack while he had still yet to learn anything new in this body. He moved back several times to try to avoid their scratches before jumping back focusing his light aura into his blade and slashed it horizontally to striker at all the heartless. For now the young keyblader staying back to catch his breath and try to think of a plan. ★ And i'm just wishing i can stop
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Post by apprentice on Apr 5, 2011 22:07:45 GMT -5
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and I challenged their logic to the fullest | [bg=000000][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=padding,5px,true] Keyblade scratching the surface of his opponent's armor, Vanitas pushed through with his attack bashing the head of his keyblade into the sands of the ground. Hearing his opponent gather distance between them, he lifted his body up slowly and gradually rose his helmet to see his opponent. He was disappointed to know that he missed his strike. There wasn't time to be slow with attacks and missing was never acceptable. But once again he was being hypocritical with himself as he was happy his opponent wasn't caught off guard so easily.
Quickly holding his keyblade up in his offensive stance he saw five dark creatures come from the direction of his master and blitz towards his opponent. In a way he was disappointed to know that he was sent help in this battle. Was he not trusting enough to finish off his foe? He had failed in his previous circumstance but there was no way he would allow himself to fall before an enemy twice. Gripping his keyblade tighter, he looked at Night defend himself against the heartless. Was he testing him? Was Night being put through a test of heart to see where he allied? He attached himself to the Light like it was protecting him.
He was mistaken....
Watching him, he saw him use the power of Light so moderately. Not in a way of offensive onslaught but instead defense. That was all Light was ever used for. To defend and cleanse. Light could never be used as an offensive front. It was Darkness that took that part in battle and warfare. Light never had to strength to save anything but instead a devious mind fueled through Darkness that could see salvation in the end. With the destruction of the last Heartless, Vanitas decided he didn't need to hold back any longer. It was his words that said he was prove that Darkness was the power the boy needed. Now would be that time.
Holding his keyblade before him with both hands, a black mist surrounded the tip of his keyblade. In the center at it's core, an orange glow began to manifest. Once it's core appeared pure and radiated, Vanitas shot the Dark Firaga blast straight towards his opponent. He would tire eventually. The Darkness from both him and his master would push Night towards seeing what he needed to survive. Vanitas would distinguish the Light within him and pull the Darkness out of him.
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Post by firestorm483 on Apr 8, 2011 0:04:05 GMT -5
Master Xehanort watched as the boy slashed through his Heartless with his Keyblade, in relatively quick succession. He had expected as much. More often than not, Xehanort had utilized the Heartless as cannon fodder, often only used to scope out the strength of his enemies. Because he had spent so much time fighting with the girl, Xehanort had not had the chance to make a fair assessment of the boys strength, and the Heartless would be the most effective way to determine this, expendable as they were. Although he could guess that the boys overall prowess was quite high due to his ability to wield a Keyblade, Xehanort could tell that he was restraining himself to quite a large extent.
Regardless of the amount of power that this boy possessed, it was painfully obvious that he wasn't utilizing his strength and power to the fullest. Such was often the case with those who fully devoted themselves to following the light. Having become obsessed with defending their hearts from the darkness, the practitioners of the light often translated this obsession over to their fighting style, hoping that they could defeat their opponents on defense alone. It was quite pitiful for Xehanort to even think about.
Xehanort walked up closer to the boy, and stopped walking once he was right next to Vanitas. In a seemingly disappointed tone, Xehanort spoke his mind to the boy, saying, "It pains me to see that many such as yourself shackle yourselves to the virtues of the light. You are nothing more than a slave, not knowing to break your chains and free your heart. You will never understand true power if you continue down the path that you walk!" Perhaps the meaning of these words was something that Xehanort preached far too often. Regardless, it was still appropriate given that it applied to most beings who dwelled in the Realm of Light.
Even if Xehanort's words would have no impact on the boy, this next attack certainly would. As soon as Vanitas had finished casting his Dark Firaga attack, Xehanort held out the palm of his hand in the direction of the boy. In quick succession he fired a volley of Dark Aura (Cooldown: 1 post) orbs of energy out of the palm of his hand which quickly sailed towards the boy.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2011 4:40:24 GMT -5
[bg=1f1e2e][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #6b6895;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] The past is over ★ ( and Tomorrows wishful thinking ) NIght sighed in relief as the heartless were taken care of easy enough, though it did cost him an attack that he should have saved for the other two. Primus just what was he to do? He couldn't handle the both of them alone could he? Besides they both seemed to have years of experience under their belts with both their fighting skills and their keyblades. But Night had only begun to learn to fight a few months back, and even less time with the keyblade. Only reason he seemed as good as he did was just natural reactions from his spirits. If he were in human form only reason he would last at all would be because he knew how to take a hit.
When he heard footsteps Night looked up at the two watching as the old man came beside his apprentice. A low growl escaping when he spoke in his disappointed tone, the young teen never liking being talk down to. Though he still wasn't understanding how was using light in battle a weakness. Was the darkness truly that much stronger? Would he be fairing better than he was now if his dark spirit was in charge and not his light? Though his eyes widen with furry when he heard him call him a slave. Night gritting his teeth together. He didn't care of the content used for it, he loathed that word. But the young keyblader stood his ground as he glared at them listening. Now doubting his light side even more.
"Heh maybe learning on how to control my dark half would be good for me, especially seeing how you two wield it," Night couldn't help but admit. The young keyblade feeling he needed someone to help him learn how to use his darkness just as much as he wanted someone to help him use his light. He was new to everything, and he needed help learning. He looked down slightly seeing the Indians that they killed, "Though I wouldn't want to use it like you two who kill defenseless people," he growled now watching as watching as the attacks came flying at him.
When the dark firaga came at him Night reacted quickly and jumped to his left, the explosion from when the firaga hit the ground blowing him back a bit more than intended making his footing falter slightly as the dark auras came at him. 'Frag,' he thought as he wave his hand as he nearly lost his footing and fell. A wall of light coming up and defending him against the dark aura's, the colliding attacks creating another explosion. Night needed to stop his defensive route and start attacking if this battle was going to go anywhere. Because all he was doing was wearing himself out. Finally a plan came into mind, and it was time to put into motion
Night quickly dashed through the dust cloud coming as the both of them with a tight grip on his keyblade. When he was close he drew it back looking as if he were about to attack in hopes of faking them out. Though he never completed with finishing an attack as he jumped up high and past them to near the totem pole where he slashed his keyblade three times to chop of some pieces of it before spinning his body to kick the torso sized pieces of wood at them. After the attack just landed on the top of the now cut pole as he stared down at them. The attack wasn't much but he needed to wait a bit before he could used another of his light attacks. So for now he would just have to depend solely on his keyblade talents, and what ever other resources he could use. ★ And i'm just wishing i can stop
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Post by apprentice on Apr 8, 2011 20:17:56 GMT -5
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and I challenged their logic to the fullest | [bg=000000][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=padding,5px,true] With his master joining him at his side, there was a rebirth in his memories. Together they were more than a force to be handled but their morals together were what made them unbeatable. Determination, power, and wisdom is what differed them from people like the Seeker of Darkness and Xemnas. They were smarter and because of that more powerful than any other group. Any other beings successfully beating them was due to the unknown or simple luck. Listening to his master's words reminded him of that and proved that he was correct in his temptation towards the keyblader. It was possible that this was the 'real' power the boy had but Vanitas could smell the potential coming from him. Even the boy's retaliation had his heart weaken in his alliance. No one had ever come close to mastering control over both Light and Darkness. It was Light in heart and Darkness in power that kept his Master stronger than any other being.
Continuing to heart Night's refuge, Vanitas was happy to send a Dark Firaga in his direction. Had the boy truly been here when everything started? Was he blind to how things played out? Vanitas did not have to be present but he knew the Indians were the ones to show attack. Even when Night first came onto the battlefield, it was him that through the first attack. Amazing how blinded the Light was when they thought of excuses to his actions. They were not even defenseless and his ignorance was worthy of being attacked. He wouldn't waste words speaking with someone so ignorant to the truth. Seeing his Master follow suit in attacking, Vanitas watched to see if the boy could survive this fight he was doomed to lose.
Seeing the boy dash from the dust of his protection, Vanitas was first to raise his keyblade. The boy was finally getting some balls and truly attaching head on. Vanitas pulled back his keyblade to stab the approaching figure but was surprised to see the kid jump over them instead. Seeing where he was heading, the Dark Entity sighed in his sad attempts of getting the upper hand. Slashing his keyblade across his chest, a spray of ice magic clouded in a dark aura flew towards the approaching figures. Each one quickly become a frozen figure from the Dark Blizzaga magic. Jumping up Vanitas slashed his keyblade through each one quickly and precisely disintegrating them into small crystals. Landing back on the ground, he simply starred down his opponent showing how simple it was to destroy his attack.
"Where's the challenge?" Vanitas couldn't withhold himself to say. He was tired of attempts and thoughts of success. He awaited an opponent that was afraid of putting his body on the line. An opponent that threw himself towards his opponent and didn't care if he/she was successful or not. This was a trait on the Darkness appeared to embrace. The Light was too defensive; too protective of themselves and everyone else. Risk was apart of fighting. Hopefully, the kid would come up with something better. Next time he wouldn't be so gentle.
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Post by firestorm483 on Apr 8, 2011 21:43:07 GMT -5
Perhaps this boy wasn't completely blinded by the light after all, like most others. His words suggested that he was considering the possibility of actually using the Power of Darkness. Most others that Master Xehanort had come across scoffed at the very thought of using the darkness. This was due in no small part to the notion that darkness was inherently destructive and chaotic in nature that had essentially been pounded into the minds of most people since they had been born. Perhaps in that regard it wasn't truly their fault that they avoided the darkness. If one heard the same belief over and over again, he or she would gradually come to believe it and accept it as fact.
Such notions could be shattered however, though it would normally take time. Perhaps this type of situation could be applied to this keybearer. Master Xehanort could definitely sense potential coming from this young one. In a way it was somewhat similar to what he had sensed from Terra. Like Terra, the darkness inside of this boy, although considerable, lay dormant, and would need to be awakened before anything else happened. Based on past experience the first step in this long process would be to put this boy through a strenuous, and tense fight. One that would push him to his very limits, and make it necessary to save himself by awakening the darkness within his hearts. That step was clearly already in progress, as the boy appeared to be exhausted.
Once the first step in this process was completed the rest would fall into place. The darkness was highly addictive in nature and once one had tasted its power he would draw on it at a gradually increasing pace. Even though his mind might not want to, his heart would instinctively draw upon it more, and more. Such was the case with Terra. Obviously, Xehanort would need to work harder on this matter with regard to drawing out this boys darkness, namely finding out who was closest to him. If Xehanort were to discover the identities of his friends and family, he could use that to his advantage by threatening them with violence to the extent that the boys desire to save them at all costs would cause the darkness within him to grow stronger.
Xehanort's end objectives with regard to this boy would also be much different than with Terra. He had no intentions of going through the trouble to find another young body to possess after what had happened last time with regard to that situation. Rather, he had something else planned on how to use this boy in his grand plans.
Of course none of these thoughts mattered if Xehanort and Vanitas could not awaken the darkness within this boy first. Knowing this, Xehanort watched as Vanitas effortlessly stopped the boys pathetic attempt at a counterattack. Xehanort then suddenly vanished from where he was standing and Teleported (Cooldown: 3 posts) and appeared directly in front of the keybearer. A split second after he had re-appeared, Master Xehanort's Keyblade quickly appeared in his right hand. He then made a furious slash with his Keyblade at the boy, in the hopes that even a basic attack like this would push him closer to the edge.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2011 0:19:02 GMT -5
[bg=1f1e2e][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #6b6895;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] The past is over ★ ( and Tomorrows wishful thinking ) Night didn't seem at all surprised as Vanitas used some other dark magic in order to stop his attack. Watching as the wood froze and shattered with almost no effort from him. How was he suppose to continue from here? He could feel he didn't have enough energy for an attack just yet. And he couldn't go in close, he was out matched. If it were one on one then maybe he'd have some luck, but now that the girl was gone, probably knocked out or something, he was alone. He couldn't help but groan when he heard Vanitas' words, though he figured he shouldn't make much of it since he doubted any attack he used that wasn't dark related wouldn't be much to him.
"Huh!? Night gasped as suddenly the old man disappeared, eyes widening in slight fear as he suddenly teleported in front of him. Was some other power of his or was the old guy really that fast!? Though with his shock he lost focused and noticed way to late about his slashing his blade. Night trying to bring his up though the force still knocked him back to slam into the ground with a hard thud. A pained groaned escaping his lips as he rolled to his side and held his chest in pain. Night struggling to breath due to the impact. His armor glowing white for a second before disappearing. "No I can't give up" he groaned to himself as he struggled to his knees. knowing that small glow from a second ago meant that his form wouldn't last much longer, and Night would be stuck in his weak human state. Frag it all.
Though despite his light spirit being the current dominate he could feel deep inside him that his darker half wanted it's chance to fight the two. Something he couldn't allow because one, he didn't think he could handle it. The other was because he would be stuck in the darkness' weaker state with night no where insight so there would be no point. He took in a deep breath for now to suppress that feeling for now, while he tried to catch his breath as he stood. Part of him thinking of just quitting now because there was no chance he would win. And what was it that Eraqus told him at the graveyard? That to lose would be okay since it was from his loses that he learn from all of his mistakes and prepare him for another time? Or something like that, but as a result to his giving up he knew this world would fall to the darkness, he was this world's only defense he couldn't abandon it. So he was going to give it his all next round as his light continued to charge for a more decent attack. For now he just took a fighting stance tired eyes glaring at them. He really had no other plan other than trying to avoid their next attacks and then attack all out, He just hoped his light spirit would keep form up until then or after that for that matter since if it gave out he would have no means to defend himself. ★ And i'm just wishing i can stop
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Post by apprentice on Apr 9, 2011 1:00:23 GMT -5
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Seeing the kid get up and just ready himself for the impact had Vanitas shaking his head to himself. If he wasn't going to fight to the end then Vanitas was going to end this right here and now. Turning to Night, he raised his keyblade up slowly so all focus was on him. Without another thought, he blitzed towards his open slice of meat. This would be it and he knew it as the distance between them closed. Just before coming into contact with him, his full body turned dark. A stream of darkness pulled around Night until it was completely behind him. The image before him would disappear as the real thing was now behind him.
"This is it," Vanitas stated as he jumped back thrusting his body into a backflip. At the climax of his flip just as Night would possibly turn around, Vanitas waved across his body unleashing the familiar Dark Thundaga down on him. Landing down with ease he looked to see how he would manage his attack and Master Xehanort onslaught as well. In the end the lion always topped the food chain. It was all fate!
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Post by firestorm483 on Apr 9, 2011 13:32:02 GMT -5
Master Xehanort watched as Vanitas slashed at the young boy with his Keyblade, utilizing an apparition of himself to do so. Vanitas then jumped back and unleashed a powerful Dark Thundaga attack upon the boy, who Xehanort could tell was struggling continue the fight. It would seem that the outcome of this battle was nearly cemented. The boy was clearly exhausted to the point that he could barely drag himself to his feet. Vanitas' two most recent attacks would likely weaken him even further. Xehanort hoped that perhaps the boy would see now that he would not be able to defeat them by relying solely on the light-based abilities that he had utilized up to this point.
Xehanort took a small leap backwards in order to prevent himself from getting caught in Vanitas’ Dark Thundaga attack. However he himself did not launch another attack just yet. He needed to see the desperation on this boys face, and the fury in his eyes for failing in his task. These factors would help to awaken the darkness within the boys heart. Although Xehanort wasn’t exactly sure how the boy had held up against Vanitas’ attack, on thing had to be certain at this point, and that was that the boy had to be aware that this was a battle that he could not win. Xehanort spoke to the boy in a somewhat commanding tone about this, “How does it feel knowing that you did not do everything in your power to save this world? You are capable of so much more, but you do not utilize your talents to the fullest. Such knowledge must weigh heavily on your heart.”
Master Xehanort was obviously trying to goad the boy into awakening the darkness in his heart through words that were both insulting, and revealing. The words were meant to fuel the anger, and desperation in the heart of this boy. Such emotions would help in awakening his darkness.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2011 15:05:37 GMT -5
[bg=1f1e2e][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #6b6895;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] The past is over ★ ( and Tomorrows wishful thinking ) Night kept his focus refusing to give up so quickly, though unlike before where he had been depending on his eyes he now just focused with his nose. For if he learned anything today it was that this guy was too fast for him to depend on his eyes alone. The instant he smelled his enemy was behind him the keyblader quickly turned as he watched Vanitas back flip up. eyes narrowing as he watched the Dark Thundaga come at him. This time Night wasn't going to waste any energy defending himself, he needed to go all out with his next attacks. He quickly jumped forward rolling his body on the ground as he rolled forward. Looking back as the lightning hit the ground, but he payed no attention to that just focused on Vanitus as his body glew with a white aura as he dashed at him with all his speed for one final clash between them with his Starlight Velocity. Whether or not it was successful didn't matter as he would have jumped back afterward and put the rest of the power of light he could muster into his blade and slashing it in the direction of the two with his Light Blade attack. At least when he went out, he want out trying.
Once Night landed on the ground, his stance staggered as he fell to his hands and knees. His body glowing in a flash of light as the young boy now reverted back to his human form, for once revealing his true self to these two. His breath was heavy and his keyblade disappeared, obviously too tired to keep that out. As he stayed on the ground he just listened heavily to the old man's words to him. Growling at them, his body shaking in furry. He did try damn it! His dark spirit couldn't have been that more powerful than him right!? Night couldn't have faired better with him right? Damn it all it was just too confusing to him now, he tried but his trying obviously wasn't good enough. The dark charm on his bracelet began to glow with a dark aura. His anger growing slightly as he realized some truth behind the man's words, with his growing anger he could feel the dark aura engulfing him. He could feel that the spirit wanted to take control, that it wanted to fight more. Though Night knew it was pointless so kept the spirit down for now before yelling, "Shut up!" to the elder. The young keyblader not wanting to hear him any longer. ★ And i'm just wishing i can stop
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Post by apprentice on Apr 9, 2011 21:47:25 GMT -5
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THEY SAY THE LIGHT CLEANSES THE SOUL
and I challenged their logic to the fullest | [bg=000000][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=padding,5px,true] Vanitas grinned to himself as he watched Night dodge his attack. Looking into the boy's eyes he could see the fight that he had been waiting for. Landing on the ground, he threw his keyblade up to his offensive stance just awaiting to see what he would throw towards him. Noticing that his Master wasn't going to send an attack only made things better. "That's it! Show me your true power!" Vanitas shouted with excitement. Observing the glow of his body, Vanitas cast his keyblade across from his body to protect himself. The Starlight Velocity attack hit him straight on and threw him backwards a good bit but his feet remained firmly on the ground. He was getting stronger but Vanitas wondered if the boy would realize his anger was giving him power or if he believe the Light of that attack was what made a difference.
Seeing him continue, was what made Vanitas finally feel a fight. The slash came towards Vanitas a quick speed and he didn't even attempt to block the attack. The slash hit his body head on and his body was tossed up like a lonely piece of dirt drifting through the wind. This feeling was something he had forgotten in the longest. A feeling of simple pain across his body. As his body descended to the ground, Vanitas braced himself for the impact. Kicking up dirt with the impact his body slid across the ground until friction stopped him. His body lay on the ground like a tired kid finished with his snow angel. A second or two passed before Vanitas moved his muscle for a bit. Pushing his hands back, he used them to thrust his body back up and on his feet.
Cracking his neck to the side, he walked closer towards the two not showing any signs of the pulsing pain throughout his body. He looked over to see how Night was now and was disappointed to see the boy on his knees, armor-less, and worse of all without a keyblade any longer. Stopping just distance before him he looked down upon the defeated keyblade.
"It's a start," Vanitas said hoping to spark a nerve in the boy. But it wasn't just him that wanted a chance at it. Looking up he heard his Master's words and couldn't agree any more. What was it that kept the boy from reverted to his Darkness? Was there a setback within himself? Even earlier he had admitted to the Darkness being more powerful. Well? What was holding him back? "You're just like him." These were the only words he could find to express himself. Understanding of his words weren't important and he hoped Night would realized that. There was a burden on his back now and he looked over to Master Xehanort to simply finish the deed. This world's heart belonged to Darkness now and there was nothing Night could do about it.
"What's your name?" Vanitas stated looking back down to the keyblader. "I feel you've at least earned that much respect from that last pursuit."
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[/color][/size][/div][/td][td][bg=000000][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style,text-align:justify;][atrb=padding,5px,true] TAG(S) Master Xehanort and NightWORD COUNT 514MUSIC Force Your Way: Dissidia 012NOTES I think this is the first thread to finish through all the way without staff decision. [/td][/tr] [tr][td][cs=2][bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,475px,true][atrb=cellspaing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true] FOR IT WAS DARKNESS THAT PREVAILED and purified me with it's true essence. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by firestorm483 on Apr 9, 2011 22:52:41 GMT -5
A cruel smile suddenly appeared on Master Xehanort's face as he watched the boy become surrounded by an aura of darkness only seconds after he had made another attack at Vanitas. It would seem that Xehanort's words and actions, along with those of Vanitas, had at least succeeded in awakening the darkness within this young boys heart. His words also indicated as much as he yelled at Xehanort to 'shut up.' Xehanort could hear it in the boy's voice. Those words were born of malice, hatred, and rage, and carried a desire to see Master Xehanort dead. Of course Xehanort wasn't the least bit concerned about his safety. He wanted to see more darkness from this boy. He intended to goad this boy further to dive further into the darkness of his heart.
Master Xehanort said to the boy, "Yes! Let that anger fill your heart boy. Let it fuel your rage!" Xehanort's words were likely to increase the chances of the boy charging towards him and attempting to attack him. However it was of little concern for him. If by the smallest chance he were to lose this battle, it would matter little to him. He had already succeeded in his objective to draw out the darkness within this young boys heart. For now, his work with this boy was done, though there would be more steps along the way which he would address in due time.
One of these objectives would be to learn more about this boy, such as who he was and how he came to possess a Keyblade. Upon hearing Vanitas inquire to the boy about what his name was, Xehanort saw it as quite an opportunity. Going along with what Vanitas had asked, Xehanort spoke, by saying, "Yes boy, enlighten us."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2011 23:32:36 GMT -5
[bg=1f1e2e][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #6b6895;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] The past is over ★ ( and Tomorrows wishful thinking ) After his fall went on Night just watched his attack go on, noticing how Vanitas was still standing after the first. For once he was happy that his light blade seem to make a great connection against the masked boy however annoyance fill him as he watched Vanitas just stand up with ease, just cracking his neck as if it were nothing. Was their difference in power really such a deep gap!? He had put everything he had into those last to attacks to a point where he couldn't even even hold up the light form in it's weakest state if he wanted. Or had what they been preaching through out this whole battle been true? Was darkness really that superior to the light?
He looked up at the masked team, his eyes couldn't help but be wide in slight fear, but still glared back at him in anger as he spoke. A START!? Damn it all now they were just mocking him. He was sick of them. "Like him?" he questioned confused, "Like who?" he questioned not understanding, glaring over to the old man as he kept urging for him to get angry, he groaned slightly as he held onto his forearm in slight pain as he could feel the dark spirit now pulsing, trying to take control of the situation. That has happened before though his light spirit had always kept the darkness at bay, but now what was he to do? Once again he looked up as his name was asked for, Night standing up and steping back in mistrust, part of him just wanted to run, but there would be no point. He was to tired, he huffed figuring there was nothing left but to answer them, "It's Night," he answered bluntly before asking back, "I already know your Vanitas, but who is he?" he question he figured if he was to give them his name why not give theirs. ★ And i'm just wishing i can stop
Words: 324 ★ Tagged: ---- ★ Notes: Light Blade [1/2] Starlight Velocity [1/3] Yes well logically there would be no way in hell Night could take the two on so this battle was lost the moment Krile left xD though for now I suppose we just continue this little plot since we still have five days left with this thread lolTemplate by Usagi of on the edge |
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