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Vel Belmont Merchant          Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Elyk? Damn...now this has gotten interesting. However, Elyk we have no more room to say what we can, all we seem to do is keep repeating ourselves over and over again. We are not denied by any right to create special rules for our battle, as the Owner had said, they made basic rules here so that the newbie role players can have something to grasp, maybe in time this board will be ready for more advanced thought and logic, but until then, I see that we are the minority, even in we brought in our whole unified mass, we would just get bannned for interuptting their sweet little homested. I say we continue with what we have, if we wish to make a mark, we'll do it in their tournament. If we cant make a descision as a whole (this means for Shin-ra) We shall have to descide what to do with this mess.
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Took me 6 weeks to find that Alice in Chains shirt, so yes, your correct. Xeo, I am not a huge fan of Power metal, but some of it is good, such as Dragonforce, excellent band. I am more of the Cradle of Filth and Dimmu Borgir kinda guy, black metal and thrash metal are my personal favs.
Yes, NJ Warlock bass with the Widow Headstock, Platinum series. It was a steal on ebay for $470 + gig bag. |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| I am not aware of my opponet right now, however who you are, expect one HELL of a battle, cause thats exactly what your gonna get. I intend to use 7 Years of Tribulation in this tournament, I have never once fully used it, started yes, ended no. For 1 reason alone.... I beleive I said this once before to those who have come across me.
Bless that child that does...Bless that child. Jade. Good luck, and have fun! (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 07-27-05 07:19 PM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| One more before it fades.
No one trully needs to apologize for said words. We both argued fighting for our principals. Hopefully we can get past that and enjoy the tournament. Thats what keeps things fun for us. But we will see how things go, hopefully for the best. In words of Sparda. "Cheers." |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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7 Years of Tribulation is a simple attack, spawning out the whole of the battle. While I was in that endurance battle with you guys awhile back (Shin-ra members), I used a few points of it. It is one rather large attack spawning over the whole fo the battle(s). Once I defeat one character, the next portion continues and if I somehow die from the battle...well, hopefully no one tries to kill my character, that would mean bad bad things.  (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 07-29-05 03:24 AM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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We, the prosperity of the future seal cloaked by the thunders of the north wind born to capture the essence of the trails of our kind.Zero tolerance must be issued forth behind the enemy’s line so it shall be written and so it shall be done" Deep, cracking, hand sore, eyes numb, slowly fading to nothing. As the crowd hushed, there was a bitter silent howl. The running of a horse hooves came from every which direction, a blazing trail of fire behind, however yet barely unseen. As the field lit with nothingness but smoke and blaze, the circle of the concrete ring turned and twisted like the babylon whore, who sat with a bloody neck, as the ring was engulfed with a purple light as spark from the points of the star turned to pentagrams, allowing a small path for an eye to see. "We, who not deny the animal of our nature We, who yearn to preserve our liberation We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it’s strength"" As the smoke dies down, empty, cold and filthy lace cover the ring dying the heart ach of the follower who comes with his pale horse. An ebonic sword in hand, hands clentched tight, posing threat and an echoing voice ensues the arena. reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours consider the god we could be without the grace once and for all diminish the sub principle and leave it’s toxic trace once and for all." "Time to shed away our infernal bodies, Love," Zenthiroth spoke, engulfed in ebonic flames, his eyes red with love and hate. "For we are the dim walkers, we have no need to battle. But we are called for this point, alas it has been discussed by the Gods and Demons of all worlds that our fates are tied to this. Come, Love, let us show this filth, what sorcery is trully about." With such harsh connected words to her lips, that he spoke with his, a thin black grin creeped up. As once again, the smoke and entangled bodies that now are decomposing in the stands, as only the dead eyes watch. (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 07-29-05 06:10 AM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Zenthiroth's pale horse bucked and turned slowly around, showing its rear to Jade. Zenthiroth's Ebony, closed in his hand, forming swhirls of etheral magic, coughing as it succumbed to the smoke that was coming around the area, yet too late was the prize winning whore for this battle, for if she did not know it yet, she was standing on the attack itself.
The attack had begun once the horse had just stepped onto the field, what she may have not realized, but she had already triggered the effects just by standing there and taking stance. The horse bucked once more, the false prophet turning around, his eyes collapsing in a frightening manner, almost dropping his own sword to the ground. But as that, he threw his hand into the air, as Ebony coughed and weezed to gether some power, a brilliant engulfment of shadows dispered all around, cracking the ground from beneath Jade, slowly slipping away to a mere nothingness. The ground was being torn away, disintegrating into nothing, as lava from hell started to ooze upwards. As they were enstranged on this odd platform, the circle lit like a dancing pentagram, the five points struck upwards, mimicing the ground and shooting forth towards Jade as fast as pupil could see light. Not only would it be moment before the arrows struck her like a pin up doll, the flooring beneath her was quickly evaporating, all the while, upon his brood of a pale horse, rear turned, laughing at the site of the horror. (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 07-29-05 06:41 AM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Mounted on his beast, Zenthiroth quickly turned to find a jetting black lightning streaking down towards him. As his proud horse nayed, Ebony transformed into a lance. The lance grew an exceptional 6 feet in legnth, the power within pulsating and smoke becoming ever so thicker then before, almost crowding the air, and thats what the main idea was. To cloud the air, without an sort of circuit or charge, for the lightning to continue its path, there ions within the attack would disperse on its own, sucked, drained and voided. If this was not enough, as the bolt was charged and thrown, the negative energy it gave up, the lance was thrown downwards as the horse lept backwards, acting as a lightning rod to take the lightning as bait. As so it fed, and bled, smoke and exhale.
Zenthiroth watched as his beautiful sword wich was fused with the negative energy, explode into a powder of nothing. Quite the dilema now, Ebony gone to the ash of the wind which soon was called back by his own break. The sword slowly reforming back in his hands changing back to its orginal, Lance state. "Naughty girl, lightning is lightning, no matter how you see it and it draws onto the rod," Zenthiroth replied, explaining what happend to the charge. However, in his hand he could feel the numbning of the negative energy is surrounded. But that was all part of the plan. Thus, Zenthiroth's steed leapt back to platform to platform, then it stood, roaring like some hell beast. Zenthiroth dismounted his pale steed. His Ebonic Lance, swhirling with energy as it soon penetrated the flesh of the horse. Witha quick thrust and immediate release, the horse slowly bled to a crimson red. His eyes shot with coldness, the steed roared to life once again, becoming red as the bloody seas of Roth. "Allow me to introduce you to War Breed, and his milgnent soldiers of Hell." As Zenthiroth stepped back, hundereds upon hundreds of soliders on Red Horses entered from out of the lava, onto the lava, starring at Jade high in the sky. With bows, lances, spears and many other projectile weapons aimed directly at her. As Zenthiroth stood in the center of this army, with a quick and gentle wave of Ebony, the many projected weapons aimed were fired at her immediatly and with whim. As these arrows, spears and axes blazed towards her, they exploded in mid air, as if trying to take down a plan. These explosions were quite small, but coming from hundreds of soldiers, they seemed like rather larger blasts. Wether or not she would feel the full force of the attack, Zenthiroth was ready. In fact as the arrows were lit in the sky, his right hand vibrated as his left hand held Ebony securly in its place. Zenthiroth, flicking the hair out of his eyes, laughed. |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Tseng was somewhat around the inners of the Nightclub. He was on patrol more or less, then anything. After coming back to the company, he reestablished his friendship with the group. At center floor, with a neatly ironed pressed Turk suit, he stood just casually looking around. Still in his early 40s, he knew how to have a good time and to work at the same time.
As he made his rounds, the ear peice caught a buzz. One movement is all it took to take the cell phone out from his pocket and flip the top, however no answer. This was not a regular cell phone, it was a channeller. Most devices worked within Shin-ra, something that caught cell phone waves that tried to get to the Turks themselves. He listend quietly. "Hello this is Chris Leader of Spartans put me through to Reno if hes not to busy at the moment i need to talk business..." Tseng gave a muffled laugh as he flipped the the top down, and pushed it back into his pocket carefully. "Business, and Reno? On his night off? I highly doubt he is up for business for tonight, especially in his current state," Tseng spoke to himself. Tseng continued around the nightlcub, the VIP area for the Turks was stationed here, and more or less there was Reno, the bottle and a familiar looking face. Elena, how he could remeber there days of working together back when Cloud was making a damn ruckus everywhere. Tseng slowly walked towards the table. “Jesus woman, live a little, you’re more conservative than Tseng, and that’s saying something.” Answered Reno, flashing her a half-cocked grin, the moment he did so, Elena’s resolved crumbled, she was cannon fodder for his smirk, as most women were. "Hey, I heard that." Tseng said, giving a rare smile to the occasion and casually taking a seat. "Seems we have someone wanting to deal business with the Turks, tonight, Reno. Especially one aimed into talking to you." Tseng reported to Reno, only after waving a hand in the air, a flashing bright smile from one of the Pub Mistresses escorted a bottle of the fine red wine, Tseng was so accustomed to drinking here. A simple glass he took from the platter along with the wine itself. After waving his hand, he dismissed her. Her bright smile continuing to show as she walked away, her his swaying to the left and right. "I'll need to be drunk to ever tap that," Tseng said out loud, trying to half-ass an unacceptable remark. He just starred at the hollow glass and laughed as he pured it full. "Hears to a good night, Reno," Tseng slowly rose his glass to take a drink. |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| My influences come from that of Dani Filth, so if you find this a bit familiar, in the writting style...then you know.
-- The stars blanket the sky like a shimmering breeze The touch of cold stone under her feet As the grave man speak, she falls into this land She lays her hand upon a concrete foundation of death Which enabled one's soul to translate the worlds in sacred text Anon...Where does she breath? Across the open air, it is the fact that all men shall seek A tortured soul lost and wonders this river of stone A concrete pillar of writting upon the blessed alone Eyes that feed upon the rivers that come to bleed Her arms wide open, as her fingers torn and bleed Come across this frail and unwanted body She buries her feelings in the dirt of despair As her angel comes to weave themselves in the air A depressing matter comes to press her there Silence is the night that takes her life A screaming widow of defeat As she pays her dues with the wanting of death She unsleeves herself to a naked plain of disease She is hunted by her former other a wicked dancer of spells She laid her hand upon her forehead of thoughts Driving the memory from her mind out to sea A coffin of black velvet, a mahogony of trees Sank in the sunset that would take there leave As soon as she was ready, the knife comes to save A broken soul under the moon as its heaven's loose their way An ethereal voice comes to speak like a haunting mass scream Creeping up from the shadows diguised as a beautiful dream She wakes herself with the thoughts of becoming dead like one But with perversions of thought that God had displeasingly done She turns...and falls away, dying slowly as she cant hold sway For there was no light left in her eye as she whored herself to the day She felt disgusted and beaten under the leaves of this golden ray Now the sun which bites at her ruby pale skin like a flame to the moth She pushes herself to her grave, her feet slipping as she drives them away Curses is the day when she breaks under way, the fallen of her grave The warm dirt under her skin now feeds off her body till she gave Carpets the grass like spiders weaveing their prey till they are stunned A cheerful scream, an ode to her dream... all is none... |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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Originally posted by Elara Will you marry me???? *Holds Ring* 
As for being on Topic, that sums it up pretty much. Hot topic has indeed ruined the good name, Goth, for it is now a twisted version of sucicidal wannabees who prefer to be dead then living. Come on now, do us all a favor people. The next time you see a person and they say they are "emo" give them a razor and show them how to use it, do us all a favor, stop your complaining about life and BE HAPPY! I, have been a 'goth' for ghode knows how long. Do I dress it? Yes, why? I like baggey pants. 1) I hate it when my balls rub together 2) Tight pants are annoying to look at, I dont wanna see some camal hump from a guy wearing tight pants. I like band shirts, why? 1) Pride in music, I love music, cant get enough of it. I listen 24/7. Why Black? 1) Its a nuetral color, doesnt stand out that much and I dont always wear black. I like reds, purples and blues as well. Emo of Today....1 band I only like that is considered Emo: My Chemical Romance. 1) Singer is hot 2) The song Helena reminds me of a freind 3) They arent all into the whiney music thing, good lyrics and a nice sound. The Hated Part of the Band: 4) Their bass player is the zenith in which I hate all Emo things. He is trully EMO. (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 07-30-05 11:32 PM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| SEX? WHERE? YAY!
From the Satanic Point of View: Sex is animosity. We are animals by nature, one way or another. We have that part of us where if its the physical, "I want you right here, right now!" Kinda thing, or the love thing: An honest night of love making to signify a marriage or an aniversary of sorts. Right down to it: Sex is more or less a disease, some of us have it, others dont. (But wish they did). I have found to enjoy it greatly, however, its only been with 1 person. I am not so much into the sex/intercourse part of it, but more or less of the foreplay. A satanic rule: If it makes you happy and it feels good, do it as often as you can. Usually people ask me. What does the world need? The world would be a much better place if we had a world wide Orgy. And thats speaking the truth. People has such a euphoric reaction after sex, its mind numbing to think how the world would be. Yes, thats the Satanists side of it. I am not the one who delves into Religion aspects of Sex, but hey...whatever floats your boat. Me? Yes, I enjoy it...>.> I also enjoy cuddling, snuggling and the mindless hours of making out with the specific person. I am not really, THAT evil now, am I?  |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| http://www.myspace.com/stigmata666
Just because you have it, does not mean you'll be accepted. 
http://www.strikefile.com/myspace/reborn_3_4.htm For those who have problems with your layouts. (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 07-31-05 12:09 AM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| I'll put the weird stuff in here for you all to see.
Turn Ons: Blood letting Asphyxiation Hot candle wax (yum) Ice (ALL PLACES!) Pale Skin Dark Eyes, and Bright Eyes LONG HAIR As a rule: I dont date chicks with shorter hair then me. UNLESS, they obviously have long hair, minimum has to be close to the mid of the back. Corsets Fishnets Sinchers Biting ORAL! Turn Offs: Opposites of above And...VERY SHORT HAIR...YUCKY! |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Nightwish, The Machine in the Garden, Temptation Within and other female singer related bands help put me to ease. Easy Listening? I wont touch that stuff. | |||
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Zenthiroth watched as his maligned soldiers from hell started to actually diappears away from the battle field, as the ice seemed to slowly eat at thier phantasmal flesh. He watched as War Breed was turned into a statue of cold stone. The eyes shot blazing with fire, as he felt the cold air lick at his flesh, however, it moved him not. As Jade spoke her tongue, the field of battle slowly turned to a crystalline ice field, slowing, stopping and solidifing the lava. Purged with hate, Zenthiroth rose his vibrating fist, smoke seemed to exhale even more frequently then before as he was starting to gather a large mass of power. Small tints of red and crimson floated around in this rather choke filled smoke that was exhausting from his gauntlet, slwoly dripping to the floor beneath him, but as this happend, a small red star was forming high above, only to be seen with a squinted eye, a distance of a red pearl, torched with flames coming towards the battle field.
With the attack called upon, but still high in the sky. Zenthiroth slwoly arched back, Ebony strung in his hand, weaving its power into his body, slowly he buckled backwards watching as the stone steed crack from its icey death, becoming a black mare, despizing as it puked blood from its mouth, giving an alluring and deathly nay as it circled the area once and stopped at Zenthiroth. He mounted this beast, his eyes fixed on the field. "Congratulations on summoning the misty cold, northern winds. That will not help you this time, Jade. My Love, my Precious, meet Contagion, the Black Mare of Disease." As he said this, they rode in circles from the ground, the horse creating larger and lrager foot steps between jumps, landing on the icey ground, tearing it from its place and creating rather large craters. Each thud was like a pounding at the earth, like Thor from his hammer. Soon the ground started to shake violently, earth being torn from its gravity grasp, and soon explosions started all around, ice erupting everywhere. With his right hand, he slow the pace down of these icey swords and then with all his might, as each jetted out from the earth, they all seemed to be attacking Jade at a high velocity rate. If this was not enough, he quuickly launched another special attack. The winds howled with envy, as he started the manipulation of the winds, the cold adding to the chilling bite. These helped force thier way towards her, once again, directing all his might towards this dark angel in the sky. |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| I shall get a reply in later tonight, Elara. Sorry, dear, but I have been quite the busy bee with work and whatnot. A reply tonight, yes. | |||
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| "RAGH!" cracked the world with a mighty yell, as his skin from his back started to form a rather large and lengthy skinned cape, almost as black as Ebony's smoke. As this had happend, Jade had showered the earth with a powerful gale of ice and mist, to counter the parts of Zenthiroth's last whim. As the gale came ever so close to him, he felt the ground below him, convulse into ice dykes that uplifted themselves high into the air, coming directly for him as they approached. In a calm matter he did this step by step.
As started in an odd position, with his free hand open, he tore the skin from his back, that is the cape, and hurled it at the prevailing gale storm that was coming for him. As soon as it was lifted, the whole of the area became void, as the gale no longer had any power. Eventually the cape fluttered down towards the ground, dispersing into black smoke. As this happend, the ice dykes that seemed to come after him went around him instead. He laughed as he started to remember his former 'trick.' "Very nice show of magic, my dear. However, you forgot about my smoke," he said, his black lips curling into a bright smile and then he continued as he pointed to his left gauntlet with his right hand. "You see, this gauntlet vibrated with power from earlier, giving off a smoke from my body which also held small particles of my own being which soon layed upon the ground shortly before you started your ice death trap. The ice could not move its way towards me because I was controlling the center of my ledge, showing as much, no harm has been given to me. Yet again, you failed miserably, close though and quite a nice try, indeed." Zenthiroth was pleased and quite amused with himself. Never has a battle gone this far. Yet, its only stage 4 of the show, many more to go. That is, is Miss Jade can find a way to survive these next tests of his. With that thought, and standing ovation, he became once again stern. Concentrating some power back into his being, what little he used in the first place. His eyes lit with flames, black as the smoke that soon now englufed the area, the ice crystals which had formed sloly decaying and rotting from this smoke. As he stepped back, both of his eyes started to grow black and weary as if summoning a rather larger amount of power to the playing field. Ebony, now fasted to his side once again, as he slowly started to walk, each step, a murmur in hios voice could be heard, and with that, the earth started to shake, not so violently, but a cold flash of red started to spread through an unknown dimension, so the field was being layered and flooded with human blood seaping from beneath the ground. He had called upon his 5th test, the martydom of humans. Zenthiroth equipped Ebony back in his right hand, and with a a foreceful throw up towards the air and never to be seen again. "I'll deal with that later. Come child, show me some more fun." |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| Song: Hold Back the Day: Devil Driver
It was like a bliss that seemed to come from the heaven's. But as many as several events started as she charged her mighty arrows in her bow. First, the sword wich was swung into the air that could not be seen until moments later, when Jade had shut the sun out. As the heaven's were pealed back, Zenthiroth found light in this disguised sin. Step 6 of his test had started as soon as she had started her attack, she was the catalyste as well, not even having to use his own power to charge his own attack, all the more reason to start things a bit earlier then expected. As the arrows came falling, the Tribulation of the Cosmic flow began. A great earthquake erupted from below Zenthiroth as he stood, his eyes ever so watchful for the sky and the arrows. The sun turned black like sackcloth, and the moon turned blood red as stars fell from heaven, and the Heavens rolled back like a scroll. Zenthiroth watched as this happend, his sword which gleamed high into the sky exploded like a star forming a rather large ball around the moon. The moon a blood red, but no longer the moon, it was a Meteor, and a large one in fact able to crush them both in a single blow. It was only a matter of time before it would reach them, destroy the land and anything else that gets in its way. Zenthiroth gave a heroic laugh as this happend, as the arrows fell from the sky and pinned him to the ground striking every part of him until smoke encompassed his body, and then with a black explosion, his body was gone. Smoke fading in all the sky and the battlefield. Yet...left was a sadistic laughter coming from all over the world. To see in the sky, was Zenthiroth's face, gazing down at the Jade Shar. He continued to laugh, eventually she had to look up to get his message. "Very nicely done. Yet you have failed once again, and only added to the amplitude of my existance. As you can see, the area is covered witha thick smoke now on the ground like a contagious fog. Not only, but look at my face, the blazing of a Meteor the size of the moon and greater then that. Yes, a sacrifice had to be made, but not a complete revolution of my death, as you can see...I am still alive. Jade, you only have an hour to make your might show. If you dont stop this meteor from coming down, you and I are both doomed. Now is the time to bring whatever power you have to the battleground. I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve, but what about you?" As he said that, his body once again started to fade back from the ground out of the exalted ashes, howere, his body was tangled, torn, and small black blood drops could be seen all over his body from the peirced arrows of chaos she had unleashed. He was badly wounded, but his sword was back in his hand, the smoke on the ground rising to his aid feeding off the core, yet the earth itself was unstable. The continuation of the earthquake soon ended as his feet were placed back down. He stood, silent, watching Beauty Jade, wondering what she will do. (Last edited by Vel Belmont on 08-05-05 09:04 AM) |
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Vel Belmont Merchant Since: 07-18-05 Since last post: 6839 days Last activity: 6434 days |
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| For the love of Ghode, I hope your not an Emo Punk, if you are, rot and burn in hell,. If your just sporting the punk look, thats cool...just dont go Emo.
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