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| Dark Vader Posts: 329/335 |
*Xeios' leg slams into Blade's just below the knee with bone-breaking force, and bounces off the armor leaving a dent along the side. At the same Blade rolls the shield out to the side, Xeios' arm flying out that way. He throws his head forward, entending to crush Xeios with his sheer whieght* |
| Xeios Posts: 660/2954 |
Xeios pressed his left hand against the sheild with a great amount of force. There was enough force to shatter most any substance so the sheild would succumb to that power. Xeios, meanwhile, brought hsi right foot in a sweeping motion to Blade's feet, hoping to knock him onto the ground and make him vulnerable for a turn.
"It is called sarcasm, half-wit!" |
| Dark Vader Posts: 233/335 |
*Blade punches out with his shield at Xeios' head. He takes the insult as a compliment.*
Yes... I do. |
| Xeios Posts: 559/2954 |
Xeios holds his left hand up, At the same time, he charges twards his foe. He absorbs the cold energy, since it is one of his natural elements. His sword is in his right hand, and he meets Blade's with his. He smiled as the weapons seemed to tie together.
"You have some power don't you." Xeios spoke with a dark tone, his voice was very mocking. |
| Dark Vader Posts: 113/335 |
OOC: Your welcome.
IC: *Blade swears under his breath. He lifts his shield arm torwards Xeios again, this time a massive cone of pure cold erupts from it. He charges in at Xeios, sword leading.* |
| Xeios Posts: 518/2954 |
Xeios moved to the left at a very high rate of speed. Dodging all of the light beams easily. It seems very unprobable, but it happened anyway. Xeios slowed himself to a halt, just barely out of the range, and grinned. His foe's eyes never left him. That was good. For Xeios was a very hard bugger to pinpoint if on was to lose track ofhim.
00c-Thanks for explaining the armor a little better.I was sorta confused about its kickassitude...I guess... |
| Dark Vader Posts: 102/335 |
OOC: It is not 'unbreakble' it just seems that way, but there are creases in the armor that gives him mobility, these also are areas where he is vulnerable, also a powerful enough impact can penetrate the armor. The magical attack bypassed his armor, the scorch was from the energy being released on the inside. A paralitic attack cannot harm him due to the fact that he is more a construct than a living creature, he has no systems to be paralized, and is immune to poisons.
IC: *Blade recognizes this new attack, and points his shield hand at Xeios, five rays leaping out at Xeios. One is red, enchanted with fire; one is yellow, enchanted with a light that will burn the hell out of anything that it touches as if it were a highly focused beam of sunlight; one orange that is a disinteration ray; one blue that is enchanted with magical lightning, and one green that is enchanted with a highly potent acid. As the rays streak out for Xeios, his forearm, between the straps of his shield, pops out, a wand falling from it, at the same time, the side of his chest pops open and severeal wands are lined up, he slips one into the holster in his forearm, and both openings snap closed, the seams all but disapearing from view. His eyes never leave Xeios, as if this was something that he was used to doing.* |
| Xeios Posts: 502/2954 |
Xeios pushed himself backwards with telekinisis. He narrowly dodged both of the attacks. Xeios sighed. This was not going to be a very fun battle. His foe had 'unbreakable' armor covering his entire body, which in its own was a God mod. Xeios began charging another attack, a more powerful one. This would completely destroy his foe if he thought to defend instead of dodge. |
| Dark Vader Posts: 99/335 |
*The energy slams Blade full in the chest, his having no time to react. He looks down to the very small scorch mark on his chest, then he looks back up to Xeios.*
Your paralitic attacks will not harm me. *As if to prove his point, he punches out with his shield, his sword-arm slashing in an arc around it.* |
| Xeios Posts: 497/2954 |
"Very nice..."
Xeios let the energy loose at an extremely close range. even upon his enemies extremely hard armor, the energy would have the same effect as a shotgun firing into a man's stomach at close range. It would most likely break through the chestplate which his foe, Blade wore. the energy was non-elemental, and followed no ordinary magic rules. Only extremely powerful magical barriers could stop it. And it could not be absorbed. This was for the hint of blood magic inside of the blast, which would act as a powerful poison, causing instant paralysis upon absorbtion. |
| Dark Vader Posts: 92/335 |
The name is Blade...
*He lifts his sword, pointing it straight at Xeios' chest.* And yours is about to be Dead, you pathetic weak skin! |
| Xeios Posts: 492/2954 |
Xeios turned to the man with the armor for skin. A grin came upon his face, he could smell the bloodshed about to come. He knew it was useless to use his sword. This would be a magic fight he thought to himself. Unless, he got the enemy off guard...Xeios held out his left and his right hands. Blue energy began fluxuating between them. He was prepared to blow his enemy away, but first...An introduction was properly adequate.
"The name's Xeios, who might you be?" Xeios lifted his right hand to his hat, and pulled down on it slightly, then he returned it to the position it was in before, charging the energy. |
| Dark Vader Posts: 90/335 |
*A figure that appears to be dressed in jet black platemail stands before Xeios, one arm a equally black sword that should have been to large to hold. On his other arm is a large shield the same color as the Adamantine of his body. This is no normal armor though, and he is not alive in the sense of flesh and blood, the armor IS his skin, and the sword IS his arm. His eyes are yellow, and seem to glow slightly in the light of the sun. Large spike protrude from his knees, elbows and shoulders, each is nearly a foot long and as sharp as the incredibly keen edge of his sword. His chest has a few small scratches on it that are from previous battles.* |
| Xeios Posts: 486/2954 |
Anyone may join, just preferrably someone I have not fought recently.
Location: A desert, dry, flat desert. Time: High Noon, just dandy for a showdown. Xeios stood in a large plain. Except this plain was made entirely of dried sand. It did not give way to his black combat boots as they tapped impatiently upon the ground. His foe was late. His black dress-pants, and black longsleeve drespriss-shirt were perfectly clean. He had a large Duster Trenchcoat on his back. His pristine white belt held two black revolvers. Both, preloaded with deadly hollow-point bullets. His bullets were special though, the point was hollow, before it was filled with mercury. Under his trenchcoat on his right side there was a katana, Shinfu, held in a shining black metal case. And on his right side, was Soulsteel, a massive dagger if there ever was one. Inside his pockets were an assortment of items, including his magical deck of playing cards. Metal edged and magically imbued with a deadly poison. Xeios' white hair moved in the wind, rather gracefully in fact. He had upon his head, a black cowboy hat. And his yellow eyes were covered by shining black circle sunglasses. His face was very attractive, he looked about the age of twenty and had a smile which could break a lady's heart. He stood waiting for one to oppose him. He had a concentrated look upon his face, he seemed to be staring off into the distance. |
