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 Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 2:51 pm
After an entire week's worth of crunches, the manslayer finally lost count. It had been 10,000 or so before he decided to move on. His last battle, gave his mind more of a workout than anything. He fought a vampire, who is well on his way to becoming a great guild captain. Possible THE guild captain. There he lay, arms and legs spread apart. He layed on his back against the lush green of the Magic garden. He watched the clouds, recalling recent events all the while catching his breathe..
Sweat running across his silver frame, as his hair delicately played with the eastern wind. His armor gave off a brilliant luster, as the sun merged with it. The clouds slowly raced across his magical glasses. The days to come seem very hectic, as the tourney drew close. He decided to get a little bit of training in. He needed more experience in fighting those that weren't of the mortal realm. He needed more experience fighting vampires. They seem to be evolving before his very eyes...
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 9:49 am
**What little serenity the Batousai felt as he recovered from his training as wholely shattered as a massive explosion erupted only a few yards away, debris flying in all directions masking it's source. The smoke cleared slowly, revealiong a twisted visage bit by bit, a form unknown to the manslayer but the sudden spike in murderous intent was all too familiar. with a single, massive sweep of it's blazing left wing, 12 cleared the arena of smoke, allowing the manslayer a proper line of sight at his new, monstrously powerful form. His humanity all but lost, 12 rushed forward, blinded by a seething rage and maddened bY IT'S abundance of raw strength**
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 3:37 pm
Project 12 ** What little serenity the Batousai felt as he recovered from his training as wholely shattered as a massive explosion erupted only a few yards away, debris flying in all directions masking it's source. The smoke cleared slowly, revealiong a twisted visage bit by bit, a form unknown to the manslayer but the sudden spike in murderous intent was all too familiar. with a single, massive sweep of it's blazing left wing, 12 cleared the arena of smoke, allowing the manslayer a proper line of sight at his new, monstrously powerful form. His humanity all but lost, 12 rushed forward, blinded by a seething rage and maddened bY IT'S abundance of raw strength** The manslayer's abs burned like the setting sun. He was in for more of a workout than he'd previously thought. He sprang up in order to meet his oncoming challenger. His eyes widened at the realization that it was none other than 12. Project 12. Only this time, it seemed different somehow. With the look of shock adorning his face, the manslayer began a slew of sloppy handsigns. A red glyph appeared 10ft above the two. In it's wake, rained down a massive deformed broad sword too big to be weilded by normal means. It slammed itself into the space separating the two like a bolt of lightening. The sword was thick enough that it would buy the batousai an adequate amount of time. A wall of rust standing between the project and the surprised. A massive glob of sweat raced down the manslayer's cheek as he ran to fetch his weapons. They were only scattered about the garden a few feet away. Something told him that he wouldn't find the time to fetch'em all though..
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 6:14 pm
batousai Project 12 ** What little serenity the Batousai felt as he recovered from his training as wholely shattered as a massive explosion erupted only a few yards away, debris flying in all directions masking it's source. The smoke cleared slowly, revealiong a twisted visage bit by bit, a form unknown to the manslayer but the sudden spike in murderous intent was all too familiar. with a single, massive sweep of it's blazing left wing, 12 cleared the arena of smoke, allowing the manslayer a proper line of sight at his new, monstrously powerful form. His humanity all but lost, 12 rushed forward, blinded by a seething rage and maddened bY IT'S abundance of raw strength** The manslayer's abs burned like the setting sun. He was in for more of a workout than he'd previously thought. He sprang up in order to meet his oncoming challenger. His eyes widened at the realization that it was none other than 12. Project 12. Only this time, it seemed different somehow. With the look of shock adorning his face, the manslayer began a slew of sloppy handsigns. A red glyph appeared 10ft above the two. In it's wake, rained down a massive deformed broad sword too big to be weilded by normal means. It slammed itself into the space separating the two like a bolt of lightening. The sword was thick enough that it would buy the batousai an adequate amount of time. A wall of rust standing between the project and the surprised. A massive glob of sweat raced down the manslayer's cheek as he ran to fetch his weapons. They were only scattered about the garden a few feet away. Something told him that he wouldn't find the time to fetch'em all though..
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:37 am
Whilst grabbing his legendary gunblade revolver, our hero fires a multitude of shots at the deformed attacker. They were 5 total. The sounds of each, hammering throughout the campus
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:47 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 10:17 am
batousai Whilst grabbing his legendary gunblade revolver, our hero fires a multitude of shots at the deformed attacker. They were 5 total. The sounds of each, hammering throughout the campus
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 12:54 pm
Project 12 batousai Whilst grabbing his legendary gunblade revolver, our hero fires a multitude of shots at the deformed attacker. They were 5 total. The sounds of each, hammering throughout the campus A imense glob of sweat began to trickle down the back of the silver warrior's head. Turning his body at an angle, he extended his right arm bearing Kamakura(his gunblade revolver). He bit his left thumb, before using the blood to smear a symbol across the 2 1/2 foot blade. He stood there aiming at the oncoming piece of molten mana. He sharply uttered the words: FUUGA!!!A blue glyph suddenly began to take shape around the revolver(some 5ft in diameter). The manslayer finally pulled the trigger. Accompanying the firm press of his finger, a loud boom, as what seemed to be a deity emerging out of said glyph. A woman clad in garments of ice, standing stoic and cold. The manslayer's right arm went entirely numb. This did nothing to deter the 6ft tall female deity from outstretching her right arm, firing a single blue beam from her index finger straight into said molten ball. Upon it's punture, the oncoming ball dispersed. Mana as well as steam enveloped the entire surrounding area of the mages grounds. The manslayer switched hands...
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 10:41 am
batousai Project 12 batousai Whilst grabbing his legendary gunblade revolver, our hero fires a multitude of shots at the deformed attacker. They were 5 total. The sounds of each, hammering throughout the campus A imense glob of sweat began to trickle down the back of the silver warrior's head. Turning his body at an angle, he extended his right arm bearing Kamakura(his gunblade revolver). He bit his left thumb, before using the blood to smear a symbol across the 2 1/2 foot blade. He stood there aiming at the oncoming piece of molten mana. He sharply uttered the words: FUUGA!!!A blue glyph suddenly began to take shape around the revolver(some 5ft in diameter). The manslayer finally pulled the trigger. Accompanying the firm press of his finger, a loud boom, as what seemed to be a deity emerging out of said glyph. A woman clad in garments of ice, standing stoic and cold. The manslayer's right arm went entirely numb. This did nothing to deter the 6ft tall female deity from outstretching her right arm, firing a single blue beam from her index finger straight into said molten ball. Upon it's punture, the oncoming ball dispersed. Mana as well as steam enveloped the entire surrounding area of the mages grounds. The manslayer switched hands...
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 12:32 pm
Realizing that eventually an attack would come, the manslayer grounded his stance at an angle. However, he nor the deity had any expectation of an overhead attack. The manslayer's hat prevented him from seeing what form of overhead attack his oponent was using. Coupled with a useless right arm, he had no choice but to take the direct hit..
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