 New link in the top of page "IRC Chat". |
| Register | Login | |||||
 |
Main
| Memberlist
| Active users
| Calendar
| Last Posts
| IRC Chat
| Online users Ranks | FAQ | XPW | Stats | Color Chart | Photo album |
|
| | ||
New link in the top of page "IRC Chat". |
| Register | Login | |||||
|
Main
| Memberlist
| Active users
| Calendar
| Last Posts
| IRC Chat
| Online users Ranks | FAQ | XPW | Stats | Color Chart | Photo album |
|
| | ||
| 0 users currently in Sim-Battle Arena. |
| User | Post |
| Jedi Master Desroth Posts: 103/569 |
*The bolts of energy cut through the space towards Desroth, who stands their waiting for them to come. The bolts smash into Desroth, pushing him back a inch from the force, but otherwise doing very minimal damage to his actual body.*
Looks like my armor took most of the brunt of that attack. I have to say, that attack was pretty good, but you might want to add a little extra ummff to them. *Desroth spins as he fires the rest of the fire balls at Ryan. They speed across the platform with incredible accuracy. They can also stop in midair and turn, basically homing, but only where Desroth wills them to go.* |
| Ryan Posts: 431/1748 |
*Ryan stands there and psychically watches as the explosion behind him seems to arc around him. He had simply activated a psychic shield. Ryan covers his arms completely in the dark haze, and holds them towards Desroth and fires two bolts of pure psychic energy, ready to do medium damage each beam* |
| Jedi Master Desroth Posts: 102/569 |
*The attack comes right at Desroth's head as he just stands there in the path of the attack*
Come on, you expect me to stand still long enough for the energy to hit me? And its not like you would have much succes in harming me with it. Demons are alot stronger then you humans are, a migrane to us is nothing at all... *Desroth swings his sword, a dark aura glowing on the whole blade. It slices the energy directed at his head in half, causing it to flow around his head instead of into it.* So, what can you do next? Im waiting for a more worthy attack from you... *He stands up straight and leans on his sword, the wedding ring on his finger flickers to life with fire. 10 small 1 inch orbs come from it and float around him. With a flick of his wrist, one of them firest behind Ryan and explodes, its flames shooting out about 45 ft, and up to 100 ft in the air.* See, these little orbs are more then you think they are. I can control the size and height from the max of 45 ft across to 100 ft high. Care to see more? |
| Ryan Posts: 430/1748 |
*Ryan concentrates for a short second, causing his arms to become engulfed in a purple haze. The haze on his right arm slowly creeps down and forms into a sword, while the other arm continues to stay covered acting as a shield. Ryan thrusts his hand up towards Desroth and casts Mind Breaker at him*
Mind Breaker - A powerful blast of energy is directed at Ryan's opponent's mind. The feeling of the attack is equivalent to a migrane, but can also cause slight brain damage by killing the outer cells of the brain |
| Jedi Master Desroth Posts: 101/569 |
*The darkness. Inviting, warm, and the perfect place to do battle. Suddenly, a low deep voice rang out of the darkness*
Hiding alone in the dark, no one to trust. Are you meant to live this way day to day? Or are you hiding yourself from the reality that darkness is feeble by surronding yourself with it? *A flame appears across the platform from Ryan, somehow surviving without air. It dances as if a wind were blowing threw it, as the flams slowly turned to blue. In the center of the flames, a shadowy figure could be seen, the flames obscureing features. The figure stepped forward, the flames disappating and returning to a wedding ring on his right hand. The man was maybe 6'ft, his face was human, but it held sharp features that hinted he was a demon of some kind. His hair was longer then shoulder length, pure silver as the moon is on a cloudless night in june. His eyes were normal, accepting the fact that he had slits where the black part of the eye should be. He had on a cloak that covered on side of his body, the other side revealed he had on a simple looking armor, all made of finely pressed mithril and diamond sewed over by fabric. It was all enchanted by unremovable demon magic, giving it extra properties that one could use if one knew of them. On his back was a black sheath, it held his personal sword Arzul, and under it forming a X was the Death Sol Sword, his friends personal sword.* So. You wish to do battle? Fine, you may make the first move. *Desroth reaches back and grabs Arzul'ls hilt, and draws it forward, the metal scrapping slightly on the sides of the sheath. He held it to his side, stepping back so the cloaked side of him, was facing Ryan. With his free hand, he reached back and undid the cloak, letting it drop to the floor.* |
| Ryan Posts: 429/1748 |
ARENA: A deep abyss of non-space. The arena floor is a thin panel of space 100x100 feet, which is solid in non-space. It cannot be broken in any way. There is no wind resistance in non-space so flying or stopping in mid-air is impossible. These actions need to be done psychically or by a force (e.g. an attack which could push you back). Any attacks that cause light or darkness don't work.
*Ryan's image forms in the center of the arena. He breathes in, finding that nothing seems to enter his lungs, yet he isn't gasping for breathe. He knew exactly where he was, and hoped to find someone else as this seems to be a perfect place for a battle* |
