 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. |
| Xeogaming Forums - Sim-Battle Arena - Ancients Tournament Round 2: Leon vs Benja |
 |  | Thread closed |
| Next newer thread | Next older thread |
| User | Post | ||
Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^          Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
| ||
| ::As the final fights of the prelims end, the entire earth begins to shake and rattle. The arena begins to tremble as if petrified with fear. From high above, it is now seen that the arena is closeing in, it will no longer be an open sky arena, but a dome makeing all matchs several times harder due to the huge decree of motion decrease::
Ayla: GOOOOOOOOOD BATTLES ladies and gents, now it is time for the second round of the Ancients Tournament. In this round, all combatants are only allowed to move within the space of the dome, the walls and ceiling are reinforced with the strongest rocks and metal known to man, they will not shatter for anything makeing this round of the tournament EVEN more challangeing then the last. ::The crowd cheers in all awe as Ayla prances around the stadium introduceing the next two fighters:: NOW, LET THE SECOND ROUND BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!! In this fight, we will watch as the World heavy Weight Champ, takes on the King himself, two men who need no introductions, WOULD LEON AND BENJA MAKE THEIR WAYS TO TEH ARENA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ((I will post after Benja)) |
|||
Benja Battering Bird Since: 08-15-04 From: none of your damn business Since last post: 505 days Last activity: 505 days |
| ||
| Inside a mental hospital, a woman with long black hair and a sexy figure walks to the doctors position and looks at him
Its time for patient # 235435 to be released now. With this said, the woman and the doctor walked down the hallway and stopped at the door with the patients number on it. The doctor unlocked the door and opened it and revealed a dim lighted room with a man in the corner with a straight jacket on. That man was Benja. He wanted total silence as he thought about this upcoming battle. He was going to fight his shadow, the one who protected him, and made sure he was safe, his shadow knew him well, but this time he wanted the upper hand. The woman approached him and kneeled beside him. Hello my dear fiance, the time is now. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and undid his straight jacket and benja arose and cracked his knuckles and smiled at the woman. Why precious my love, youve come for me. Do you have all my gear in the jet? Precious: Yes I do. Its all there like you wanted. Now you have a fight to get to. With that the two made their way down the hallway and into an awaiting limo to take them to the airport. Once they arrived there, Benja and Precious got onto the jet and went to the arrival point of the battle. Benja had changed into his fighting gear on the way and stepped out of the jet. He had on a black muscle shirt and on top of that was a vest that read: "Vampire and legend killer" in red on the back of it. His black leather pants gleamed the sunlight off of them. He then opened up his bag and put on metal wristbands that would come in handy in this battle. He then took out a pair of boots that has demonic markings on them and laced them up around his feet. These boots would give him super speed that no one could imagine. He saw his axe and left it in the bag and smiled for later on. He then took a Holster strap with two revolver looking guns and straped them around his waist. Benja zipped up the bag and stood up and looked at Precious. My love, this battle is not for the weak at heart, things will happen and I dont want you around to see it, please head far away, if I do survive, I shall see you later on tonight. With that said he gave her a kiss and let her go onto the jet as it took off and he watched it fly away in the sunlight. He could only smile as he looked down at the World Heavyweight title around his waist along with his holsters. He then stepped into the middle of the arena. Well Leon, you wanted a fight to the end with you and me, this is it. Your wish has been granted. I want to say though, that it isnt going to be smooth sailing my friend. When you arrive I want to say something before this all begins! Benja then put his hands on his hips and waited as the sunlight beamed off his shades. |
|||
|
Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
| ||
| :: In a single instant, Benja standing there smug and arogant. It was the sign that he was ready to meet his maker....litrally. In that one single moment that Benja finally silenced himself, the entire domed arena went black, the empty shell stood lifeless and desolete, almost of all life. Then as sudden as the lights decaded, a single glimmer of what some might call hope appeared, only it wasn't hope, it was sorrow and disdane. The errie purple light grew rapidly untill it surrounded the figure of a man, and that is when he could be seen. Benja now saw face to face the demon that he had feared for his entire sim battleing carrer, the man who protected him for countless years from countless foes was now standing before him, looking to end his life. The man spoke suddenly and slowly::
My dear Benja, I don't care how easily you won the last match, I can swear on my title of King of Demons, that you will not walk away from this battle ::the purple flame grew brighter around Leon as he removed his over coat, followed close after by his skin tight vest made up of the crystalised blood of one hundred dragons. The flames grew emormous now as Leon raised both his hands up, the Chain of Hate and Shackle of Malace clearly depicted upon his wrists:: I will hold nothing Back from the very begining, I will show you the power that you fear ::One at a time, Leon grasped teh chain with his oposeing hand, and released each seal, removeing two of teh binds that held his energy at bay. At this time, Ayla smiled and formed a small barrier of blue energy around her body, wispering something into the microphone before laughing and jumping from the ring:: Ayla: Your in trouble, and he isn't even pissed off yet ::The arena shook, Leon's body began to change slightly. The muscles in his arms grew slightly makeing up for teh muscles in his legs shrinking just as little. His chest bulged, aa well as his neck, the veins in both his shoulders and neck could be seen as they pumped energy through his body. His eyes grew a hateful red, and before long the arena itself turned blood red before it happened. From all around Leon, the black purple energy flared and burned, it fired all around the arena killing every member of the audience, turning them to ash and dust before the wind from his energy blew that away and turned them into air itself. Now only three people stood in the arena; Ayla, protected by the barrier that she made; Leon, the creator of the massive destruction; and Benja, who had been strangely un-affected by the aura that killed everything else. Shortly after this, the arena turned back to normal, only Leon remained the same. His mighty black wings stood errect behind him before dropping down touching his ankles, but not the floor:: Well my friend, I am happy that your sent your wife away before I decided to rid this ring of all life. Now say what you must.......We fight after that ::Leon jumpped into the air, floating inchs above the ground, sitting on the inner buff of his left wing. The right one waved in the air, blowing air at Leon's face:: |
|||
|
Benja Battering Bird Since: 08-15-04 From: none of your damn business Since last post: 505 days Last activity: 505 days |
| ||
| Benja did not move at what leon did. He kept only the look he had on his face the second he got there. Benja was very serious about this battle, he didnt want to lose. Though he knew it would be tough. He then cleared his throat and spoke:
I dont give a good god damn what tricks you have up your sleeve, I have mine also. I battle this battle for respect and to prove to you and everyone out there that I can indeed hold this title worthy. You may protect me, but this battle isnt about protection. You just want to rid of me and move on, well you might move on, but im gonna make sure you move on batterd, bloody, broken and bruised. With what was said, Benja then put both of his fists out in front of him pointing towards leon, he knew what that meant, even though they were far away. Once that was done, Benja removed his vest and revealed he had almost a second skin that was around his whole torso area, a hard armor like substance, it would shield him from most head on attacks. When the vest came off, it revealed that he had three holsters on his belt. He then tied a red bandanna that read "Leon" on the front of it in respect to his opponent. He then took off his shades, not taking his sight off of leon for even one second. He then removed his heavyweight title and lifted it up high and then set it over to the side but not before kissing it. Then there he was, in full battle mode. Benja had cut his long black hair and it was short and spiky. He had on a black muscle shirt that had the second skin under it and black leather pants to match the shirt. He had the holsters around his waist as a belt that had many jewel looking substances on them. The boots he had glowed a mysterious red color that would help his speed. Benja then stepped back and waited for leon to make the first move. |
|||
|
Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
| ||
| Fool, you stand no chance
::Leon smirked and in a single blink of Benja's eyes, Leon was gone. He now stood exactly seventeen inchs away from Benja's left side, and already aiming a powerful jumping side kick at benja's rib cage. This single kick had the power to bend the strongest metal known to man. Surrounded by the red aura that turned the crowd into dust, Leon was not playing games, he indeed came out with what would appear to be all of his power at once:: |
|||
|
Benja Battering Bird Since: 08-15-04 From: none of your damn business Since last post: 505 days Last activity: 505 days |
| ||
| With what leon had said, benja only sighed shook his head. He knew this would be a tough battle but something would be proven here. Benja took to a fighting stance and would wait for leons first move. It would be a tough one for he wanted to get rid of benja at an instant. Benja wanted this fight to last as long as possible.
Benja heard a wisp in the wind and smirked as he saw the kick come straight at him. The wind struck his hair that made it sway in the wind. He jumped backwards as he saw the foot come towards and then he stepped off his right foot and grinned. He then disappeared with speeds that could only blur his image. But it looked as though as if he was still standing there. While he was in that blur, the metal wristbands had seeped into benjas skin and his arms start to change. At the next second, his arms were now a hard metal substance. They glowed a yellow color meaning that it couldnt be destroyed in any way, this gave benja an extra edge in hand to hand fighting. With the metal in his arms, it looked as though benja was part machine and part human. For his arms now had metal all around them starting from his shoulder blades to his fingertips. Benja then appeared behind leon and smirked. He clapped his hands together to make at as though as if he had one big hammer with his fists together. He then swung his fists in a hammer blow type style to the back of leons neck. The swing was so fast that it wasnt to be detected by any man living or dead. He had swung so hard that it would crack the bones in Leons body were it to connect. (Last edited by Benja on 09-11-05 09:17 PM) |
|||
|
Leon D. Sagara Zombie Tarma HELLO!!!!! ^_^ Since: 08-18-04 From: To Hell and Back Since last post: 5307 days Last activity: 4787 days |
| ||
| ::Leon smirked from above as Benja's attack flel through his image, Leon now had his Wraith blade drawn in teh form of a Massive Scythe with the name "Scars" Carved into teh blade itself::
FOOL, Never trust your eyes ::The image of Leon faded once again as Benja's eyes drew upon it. Leon again appeared on teh ground, low and in mid swing, aiming the scythe at Benja's torso. Leon's speed could only be described as God Like, not even Lucifer Himself could keep up with his speed. The blow sent at Benja's body was swift and almost Instant. If Benja saw this comeing and managed to get away un harmed, Leon would have no choice but to be Impressed, and break out his more deadly tricks:: |
|||
|
Kaijin Surohm Living the dream  Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1676 days Last activity: 863 days |
| ||
| 6. There shall be absolutely NO clones or substitutions of ANY kind from any fighter unless both fighters agreed to it. This includes clones, doppelgangers, solid illusions, etc. In other words, if you create or summon any clone, shadow, illusion, doppelganger, etc, you WILL be instantly DQed with no exceptions.
I'm afraid to say it, but you broke Rule #6. You've been disqualified, Leon. Benja will move on. |
| Next newer thread | Next older thread |
| Xeogaming Forums - Sim-Battle Arena - Ancients Tournament Round 2: Leon vs Benja |
| Thread closed |
