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 Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 12:56 pm
This is a unofficial fight between the rpc's of Mia Elior and Rydell Reaver.
This is a T1 non powered spar
[Which means of course no special powers ie: teleportation and flames out of no where.]
The location is
Len's Dojo
This dojo has been around for as long as Len could remember. However this dojo is not all it seems named the immortal hold this place is completely indestructible. No wall can be broken down nor can any floor be broken.
The time 9am and weather is nice and sunny.
Mia will take the first post then followed by Rydell.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 1:24 pm
 「Mia Elior」 A pair of pale gray eyes were dimmed by the shading of the roof provided by the dojo. The sun had risen not too long ago, shining overhead, peeking through the shutters that laid around the room. The soft fingers of light traced the horizontally-laid panels upon the floor, giving it a distinct glow. The Paladin had taken time out of her journey to meet with a fellow that she had just recently encountered. Mia's curiosity had gotten a hold of her as she requested a friendly spar from the man, wondering at the powers that he possessed. It had been a long journey from Germany since her last battle, stopping by Israel for a quick deed, but she was well rested from the large amount of time since then. Her lips curled into a polite smile as she awaited her combatant to exhibit himself."Hello," she greeted the man.
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The entirety of her body was enveloped in an intricate structure of iron and leather. The coal-colored leather served as a second layer of skin, protecting her epidermis. Iron plates shielded her arms, legs, and torso, but left joints free to movement. The iron was laced with carbon elements, which were infused into its alloy, allowing it the least weight and air resistance possible. Her body suit would allow her to move agilely, eliminating the fear of being weighed down or being caught in its own structure. The metal covering her appendages was dull in appearance, but had elastic qualities to it, remaining flexible, able to resist any hardening or softening from extreme temperatures. On top of the alloy's surface was an exquisite engraving of white Gothic designs, giving it an elegant finished appearance. The armor and swords were laced with Zaiphonic properties, which serves as an active energy converter, able to take in energy and convert it to other forms of energy for use and storage.
Attached to her back was an old, Medieval-styled sword. Its blade possessed the inscription: אלוהים השופט. The design, etched directly into the metal of the sword was of a metallic white color. Its blade shimmered from the light that swept over it, dully shinning into its surroundings. Also attached to the paladin's back, another sword laid perpendicular to the one above it. Its design was slightly different: the metal was of a solid white. The blade itself was single-sided, flat on the dorsal side and sharpened on its ventral side, proving to be of a defensive nature. Both blades seemed to possess a slight glow as she was immersed in her thought in the dojo, seeming like they were humming softly in anticipation, as if imitating the adrenalin that coursed throughout the youth's veins. A third sword was adorned upon her hip: the sword itself was of an odd, flexible material that was silver in color. The two-foot long sword had a slit running down the length of it, stopping before it hit the tip of the sword. On the opposite side of her waist, a long chain circulated her form, hanging loosely from the belt that supported the third weapon.
ואתה אחזקה חוקים שלי ותעשה אותם אני האלוהים שמקדש אותך
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 2:07 pm
 I was the king of kings.
I had but one rule and one rule for myself...
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪
The smell of the large wheat field that surrounded the dojo filled Len's senses as he walked across the field his fingers grazed the tops of the wheat stalks as he walked ever closer to the dojo in which he would be fighting his new found friend. His duel snake swords which hung on his lower back in a X fashion crossing each other clanked with every stop he took as he made his way to the sliding panel door. He slid the door open walking in leaving it ajar for a nice breeze to come in and cool the combatants. It was indeed a long time since he had fought anyone he could feel it in his bones that this would truly be a grand warm up.
The sun shimmered through the horizontal slits that crossed the roof expelling a golden ray of light onto the floor below block only by the form of his armored friend and himself. Though his clothes were no were as protective nor shiny they were not all they seemed.
Len brushed his scruffy brown hair out of his face revealing his emerald green eyes with a scar that reached from his left cheek across his nose that was so kindly giving to him by his brother. He wore a set of wooden gauges adorned with a inset ampersand in black wood setting it off of the deep red wood that it was made out of which were approximately 1'. The man was young and it showed in his face around the age of 23 however he lost count of how old he really was being a time traveler and all. His body was adorned with a black batman t shirt which was formed from a kevlar mesh weave infused with a light weight carbon base. His pants were slim fighting with a tare on his knee however they were made from the same fabric of his pants. They were lightweight and durable able to resist gun fire and high temperatures. He wore a simple old pair of chucks that were wore out and easy to tell from the rips on the side and the scuffed sole.
However his main part were his gauntlets which came up to his elbow. A pair of thick red leather gauntlets with four gears lining the top of it each following the colors of red, blue, yellow, and green. The gauntlets were trimmed in a dark black trim surrounding the edges and with a curving design adorning the face of his gauntlets. One adorned each of his arms and had a reason for being there. These gauntlets infused with his occult razors embedding the element of his choice which was fire, water, electric, and earth into his sword. Each sword could take on a different element. The rest of his arms were covered in tattoos but they were not shown enough to be recognizable.
His weapons were the cream of the crop however. The two blades which hung in a X fashion across the back of his hip were the legend occult razors. His prized duel snake swords which could extend to a maximum of 20 feet each. The were a beautiful fang tipped blades with a inset chainsaw lining the blade of the swords. It was made from Inconel 625 a lightweight metal able to withstand high heat and was very durable. The blades guard was a a form that closely followed the shape of <> with a small circle ring sticking off of the left side of the guard. The hilt was made of a firm 600 year old red wood trees core carved into a rounded shape much like a old flintlock pistol with a inset pair of brass knuckles lining the inside curve of the hilt for extra grip. The chainsaw blade was force generated which was perfect for this particular kind of weapon. Though these were not the only weapons at his disposal a small crossbow built into his right gauntlet with what is normally a special compound poison however when sparring with a friend it was unneeded. A chain hung from his belt nothing special about it however it had a reach of about 7ft.
Len brushed the hair out of his face on more before saying greeting his foe with a friendly "Hello Mia." He smiled at the girl before he drew his blades standing in a odd duel wielding stance. His arms crossed in front of him about chest level resting on the opposite pectoral muscle. His legs were not to far spread apart allowing a good center of balance. His left foot tapped to the sound of the beat which echoed through his headphones.
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪
...As a man I will fall.
And my son you've watched it all.
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Lens current song: Product of a murderer Of Mice & Men.
OOC: Sorry it's so long. @__@
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 6:41 pm
「Mia Elior」 Mia expelled a competitive smirk to the boy whom had entered the dojo through a couple of loose strands of hair. A pathway of light was laid upon the floor as his feet crossed the lined floor. Upon Len taking his place opposite of her, Mia accepted the greeting that her new-found accomplice provided towards her. Her head tilted in confusion. The thing that had puzzled her was the set of headphones that was adorned by the boy. Her eyes crossed his figure to the tapping foot on his left side, seeming to be mimicking the rhythm of the music that filtered into his ears. Headphones in a battle? Mia checked her eyes once more, contemplating upon his casual notion. She allowed her eyes to migrate towards the crossed blades that were raised up, framing Len's face between their cross. She took her gaze and drove it into Len's emerald eyes, attentive upon her presence. The smirk that had been apparent upon Mia's face earlier arose once again, in amusement of his overall attitude. Mia was not surprised by his relaxed state, for the majority of the beings she had fought had provided the same unfazed expression. But it seemed odd to her, that one would be listening to music during a spar, out of all the other times that would be considered acceptable. Mia did not feel any sort of disrespect from his notion, but wondered about his intentions.
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Confidently taking her offensive sword in her right hand and taking the sword that laid upon her hip in her left, Mia decided to take advantage of his presentation. Mia decided that an "ice breaker" of some sort would be necessary to get to know her opponent -- through a game. Mia's eyes nonchalantly closed as a powerful ray of photons were released from the surface of her armor, which had been tapping into the solar energy that was cast upon her. Directly after the flash had ended, Mia would open her eyes and close the distance between herself and Len, lightly and quietly dashing towards the side where his tapping foot was placed. Mia would hope that the blast of light would enter her opponent's cornea and temporarily disrupt his vision by leaving a flash imprint, blocking out a portion of his sight. She intended upon doing so, in an expectation that he would be limited by the music that flowed into his ears.
While rushing past him, Mia would attempt to use the flat side of her flexible blade to slap the back of his left knee, hoping to make his left leg crumble and offset his balance. If successful, she would then proceed to make a short-stop directly behind him to sweep-kick his weakened legs. Otherwise, she would continue to dash past him, ending up four feet to the back left of him. In the midst of her movement, she kept her eyes in constant observation of any changes in muscle tension, signifying a movement in response to her almost playful attack. She would then spin counterclockwise to face him, holding her double-sided blade in front of her, prepared to defend any oncoming attacks -- whether it be a direct attack or an energy-based attack. She was testing the waters, for now.
ואתה אחזקה חוקים שלי ותעשה אותם אני האלוהים שמקדש אותך
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 9:41 pm
I was the king of kings.
I had but one rule and one rule for myself...
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ Len rocked his head to the music as he watched the girl gaze into his eyes. "She must like me." He thought to himself. Her confusion showed upon her face as Len was accustomed to. Listening to music during a spar. Studies showed people work better with music or at least that's what the TV claimed. But it kept him focused, pumped. He covered his eyes for a moment as she light up like fireworks for a moment. Before dashing off towards him with two swords in hand. A fair fight for Len.
Quickly he reached for his right sword ripping it from its holster his hand wrapping tightly around the curved hilt placing his fingers inside the inset brass knuckles. As it ripped through the air before his eye was slightly blinded by the light that she let off he turned his body in her direction as the flat end of her blade smacked the side of his knee during his moving motion.
He stumbled towards his knee. Using the momentum of his falling motion to spin around facing Mia bringing his blade quickly in a large horizontal arc stretching approximately 10ft long heading towards her. With a flick of the wrist while it was being swung to generate the inset chainsaw motion as it roared towards her.
✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪
...As a man I will fall.
And my son you've watched it all.
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Len's Current Song - Danger: Wildman - The Devil Wears Prada
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:17 pm
「Mia Elior」 Mia's grey optics wrapped around Len and his seemingly prideful expression as she passed by him, hearing the minor thudding of the bass through his headphones. Sound is such a valuable asset in a match... I don't understand why he would limit himself in such a manner, Mia thought to herself as she spun around. Before completely turning around, her ears picked up the sound of metal being pulled against a surface. A sword drawn. With both her eyes and her sword up, she saw the arching metal begin its path towards her. The teeth that encircled it had began to rotate, which would be devastating if it were to connect with one of her limbs -- even if it had touched one of her armored appendages, it would definitely still would have the chance of throwing her around with its rotation.
Mia decided to take advantage of the weapon that was veering towards her. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the path of the blade come towards her. She placed her two swords in a scissor-like fashion and positioned its opening to catch the oncoming blade. The swords and her armor glowed a dim white as their Zaiphonic properties activated, preparing to absorb any energy-based attacks or to expel any energy to counter or neutralize its response to her contact. Her scissor-formation duo would catch onto the inset teeth and begin pulling her towards him, due to the rotation. However, Mia would attempt to use her weight to stand her ground and being to pull Len towards her, using the spinning chainsaw motion. She was not concerned with the continual extension of the sword, for it would not affect the chainsaw motion of the teeth around the blade, since she was only touching the rotating teeth. However, she would proceed to lift the caught blade over her head, still pulling Len towards her, and flip it over to the other side of her, impaling Len's sword in the ground with the provided momentum of Len's swing. This would allow the opposite side of Len's blade to latch onto the ground, now pushing him away from her, and also resulting in the twist of Len's arm and wrist; the twist of the blade would trap his fingers in the blade's brass knuckles. Due to him being already fallen to the ground, it would be difficult for him to resist the motion of the blade by using his strength. Instead, it would keep him on his stomach, pushing his newly contorted arm towards his shoulder in the same velocity that the blade was rotating, causing his disfigurement to be locked in place, having him facing away from Mia and on his stomach. Mia would assume that this tactic would either result in the "pop" of his shoulder, possibly ripping it from its socket, or the breaking of his arm. Either way, she hoped to elicit pain. If her plan were to be successful, her two swords would have been set in front of her as she looked at Len opposite of her, prepared for whatever his response may be.
Playtime is over.
ואתה אחזקה חוקים שלי ותעשה אותם אני האלוהים שמקדש אותך
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