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Post by InZanety on Feb 24, 2009 21:30:10 GMT -5
Right after that thought, the ground around the entire battlefield started to shift, then twist up in the middle between Sturm and Darklighter. Black and purple lightning danced around the spiral. The spiral then became a pitch black shadowy figure, a figure all to familiar to Darklighter...
The figure then gained its malicious and vivid color scheme.. His armor colors are Black, Purple, White and Red. His spikes on his armor take the color of white. He also has red armor with blackish-purplish trim. There are also symbols implanted around the gems of his armor. His chestplate has many 1 foot long spikes on the shoulders and elbows. His Guantlets are more like claws and his platelegs also have spikes above the knees.
His 11 foot tall figure grew to its full height, and became completely visible. His face, is actually faceless. His facemask IS his face, and has no eyes, no nose. no ears, not even hair. The only feature, is his bottom jaw. His sharp and menacing teeth go up a few inches from that jaw up on the facemask. His four horns curled downwards like a jester's cap.
The aura around him could be felt by all within a mile, and all knew something evil and powerful was near. His purple like cape flowed with his almost all powerful aura.
When he spoke, it echoed from his mind to the minds of all the others around him. He doesn't need his mouth to speak, all he needs is "My payment Darklighter... The day has come..." When he spoke the second sentence, his voice deepened to a demon's snarl, and his colors inverted along with his aura.
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Post by Sir Lighter of Elsewhere on Feb 25, 2009 0:56:08 GMT -5
Darklighter's eyes widened as he stepped back. Sturm tensed his muscles and blinked a few times as he regained vision. Darklighter spoke, trying to stay forceful. "I... you received your... payment. I um... Oh shit. How can my life get any shittier than it is right now? What do you want? Money, a soul because Sturm is almost dead. You know, if if if... Okay." Darklighter starred at the devil before him. Sturm piped up. "So made a deal with the devil, eh Darklighter? So that's how you did it. You got a demon to help you. Stupid merc. HAHAAHAHAHAAHA." Snow from the Ice Storm fell on the demon's purple robes. "Like the snow?" (OOC: Nobody has really acknowledged that Sturm used an ALPHA tech. Ice Storm)
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Post by InZanety on Feb 25, 2009 7:44:13 GMT -5
The Nightmare God, then changed back into its pitch black shadow, and remained that way for the rest of his stay. He's now immune to the elements, and only able to be struck by melee attacks... If you CAN hit him, for he is now able to twist his body into several shapes and forms.
"Sturm, I have no business with you... maybe in the future... but not now." The Nightmare God backhanded Sturm in the face, sending him a few feet back into a tree and leaving gashes in his face from his spiked gauntlet. Although it didn't do enough damage to be significant, it was hopefully enough to get the Nightmare God's point across.
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Akanyara
Quasit
Until the last star falls
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Post by Akanyara on Feb 26, 2009 19:59:49 GMT -5
((Uber powerplay there Zane, you can't just say you slammed someone into a tree... ))
Akanyara watched from her shadowy hold until the dark aura of a fellow Shadow Weaver took it's place around the Nightmare God. Her black flaming eyes widened and she leapt out of the corner where she had lay under the feet of Darklighter, forcing her tendrils of darkness to weave and twirl their way around the air where the man had been. As she swirled about, a dark orb began to form, purple and black dancing together as the shield she was building spun it's way into a sphere large enough to either encase or damage the foul beast they fougt against.
He might have become a shadow, but no shadow could outrun another, and even the many twists and moves he might have known, she knew as well or better. A fierce howl pierced the air as Kedo Aki moved forward, his slinking body made up of dark flames, his eyes a blazing red, glaring at the scene around him.
The echo of a demon's voice hissed through the air, "I suggest you leave Darklighter and Sturm alone. One shadow against another, the battle would likely kill both of us. Come, can we not speak like civilized humans?"
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Post by InZanety on Feb 26, 2009 21:05:04 GMT -5
(Tis' why I said it did little to no damage. If it did do something, then yeah, it would definitly be a powerplay. =] )
"Never... even compare me... to a human." The God snapped. "Only the Destroyer of Gods, and the Altar of Purity can destroy me... The only thing you can do to be effective is to seal me away. And I doubt you know how to do such a thing. Alas, I'm getting closer to my Fading Day anyway."
The Nightmare God turned his head to Darklighter. "My payment... is simple. Bring to me... a special gem. Take it from the Angels, they have it somewhere."
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Darkrider
Quasit
I swear, by the soul I don't have, I am going to kill you!
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Post by Darkrider on Feb 27, 2009 13:24:05 GMT -5
Behind his helmet, Vulcan noticably paled. It was clear to him now that he can't do anything to affect the remainder of this battle with out being annihilated, and thus crept back to a defensive position several blocks away, while taking in what that...devil, wanted with Darklighter. He PM'ed him: Deal with the devil, Darklighter? I would have never thought. I think you brought more on your little guild than you can handle...You had better hope that you can account for us too, or none of us are going to have a good time...
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Post by Sir Lighter of Elsewhere on Feb 27, 2009 14:04:12 GMT -5
Darklighter replied to Darkrider's PM. Shut the hell up. I'm working on it. Darklighter stared up at the demon, and spoke calmly. "What is this gem you desire? I'm sure I can acquire it for you. And also, DO NOT insult my phantom." Darklighter walked over to his weapons, picked them up, and drew his pistol. "But first, I need to deal with Sturm." __________________________________________________________________ With Sturm: Sturm looked up at the demon, then laughed. "You call yourself a demon? I've dealt with the Lich King before. You don't scare me." Sturm strapped on his bandoleer and holstered his Desert Eagle. Carefully he picked up Cool Fire. The cold shark skin grip stuck to his hand. The Ice Storm was now at it's peak temperature of negative 50 degrees. Sturm began to devise a plan to kill this 'Nightmare God'. __________________________________________________________________ Meanwhile- A sniper sat just inside the woods, looking at the battle through a high powered scope. A message came through his radio telling him to break off and pursue Rua Dragonheart, but he ignored the message. Darklighter was too close to ignore. He lined up the cross hairs of his rifle, about to squeeze the trigger when a large, purple demon appeared in front of his target. Silently, he moved to get a better shot.
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Darkrider
Quasit
I swear, by the soul I don't have, I am going to kill you!
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Post by Darkrider on Feb 27, 2009 15:38:47 GMT -5
Vulcan replied:
Bold words for somebody whos obviously freaked out. I can't help out on a deal if you got yourself into something deeper. For now, all I can do is just observe. I'll keep you posted if one of your two opponents tries something funny while your back's turned...
He brought up his system displays. Figures indicated...1 minute of camouflauge left, before he would retreat further away from the battle. Trying to interfere would give him a ticket to hell, and he wasn't ready for another breakout he pulled last time...
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aurem
Mane
An that is called a twee!
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Post by aurem on Mar 9, 2009 9:36:19 GMT -5
Aurum waited out of sight, He could feel the aura of the one who had just arrived. He felt the darkness rush over him, he tried to tell his legs to run, but a small voice held them in place. "That power, with it you could do anything fool, when the battle is near done take it for yourself." So thus Aurum continued to wait for the right time to strike, flux eagerly flicking about him.
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Post by Sir Lighter of Elsewhere on Apr 2, 2009 17:34:11 GMT -5
The burning remains of the PEHD buzzed, then suddenly, exploded in a bright blue light. A shadowy figure emerged from the darkness, standing just out of sight. His dark lips formed a smile as he saw Sturm and Darklighter try to fight the Nightmare God. Mr. Black melted into a shadow, and sunk back about 100 feet, appearing behind Solid Snake. "SNAAAAAKEEEEEEE," his voiced sounded ghost like, and a bit tired. Suddenly he cleared his throat, and picked up a slight British accent. "Snake, this is not your fight. Leave now." Mr. Black melted into a shadow again, silently disappearing. His shadowy form slid across the snow covered ground, finally reaching Darklighter, Aurem, Sturm, and Akanyara. He emerged from his shadow form, but only for a brief second. Suddenly, a black cat stood in front of the people, and started to rub Sturm's snow and blood covered leg. Everybody stared as the color drained from the iceman's face. Mr. Black turned back into his humanoid form, and addressed the group.
"What is this? I came here to rebuild my guild, and I see it squabbling with demons. YOU, Nightmare God, you what I do to shadows. You think that your little stunt was a good idea? I should have some fun with you. But first, Sturm. You were my Phantom, my best assassin. But you got power hungry, and tried killing me? What is that about? Rat bastard. Are you still the Reaper?"
What little color was left in Sturm's face was now gone. But before he could speak, Darklighter spoke up. "No, I am the Reaper. Once a simple dog of war, and now a mighty assassin. I thought I killed you..." He starred at the Nightmare God, then spoke again. "Well, since you did not fulfill your end of the bargain, I guess I'm free. Deal's off."
Mr, Black grinned, lifted his axes, then swung at Darklighter, stopping only millimeters from his neck. "Shall we work together now, or will you die?" His other arm shot out at Sturm, his ax at his neck as well. "What say you Sturm?"
Both Darklighter and Sturm whispered out, "Let's do it." The three Reapers turned on the Nightmare God. Mr. Black spoke.
"Begone, demon, or at least, do not interfere. We have work that must be done." Mr. Black went to shadow form, then materialized behind Darkrider. "Are you in, or are you out?" Dark energy swarmed from the shadow man's hand, ready to fly in a Dark Missile with just a flick of the wrist.
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Darkrider
Quasit
I swear, by the soul I don't have, I am going to kill you!
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Post by Darkrider on Apr 2, 2009 17:37:18 GMT -5
Vulcan watched this from behind the buildings. His visor taking in several readings. From the looks of things, this "Nightmare God" is facing the three members of the guild he was considering to join. He kept tabs on the people, keeping his rifle in hand if things got hairy. One of the figures vanished. He then heard his voice and his ultimatum. He replied cooly: "You think that I can be of some use, hmm? As long as I don't get sent down *there* again, I'm in. What do you need me to do?"
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Post by InZanety on Apr 2, 2009 19:18:15 GMT -5
Before Mr. Black had said anything, something started to happen to the Nightmare God. His shade form twisted and turned, while imploding and exploding, changing into a mass of shadows and Nightmare Energy. Then he spoke, only this time... 2 voices could be heard. And because of the way this entity speaks, the voices are heard through the mind.
"Give me back my body! It is mine, and mine alone!"
The voice that just spoke, was an echoey one. You can tell that he is much more than just an interdimensional demon. This voice was also different than the one that was speaking earlier... this was the voice of the true Nightmare God, the God of Punishment and Reality.
"I thought I disposed of you... father."
The second voice was the voice of his inner demon, also his 2nd son, who has no existing body. For his body is actually the surface of the Nightmare Realm. This is also who has been making these 'deals' and usurping the Earth of its souls through these deals.
"You don't know what it means to be divine. I gave you a second chance, and yet you still didn't learn from your mistakes. I now banish you to the gap between dimensions! Have fun with your older brother..."
Then a swirling vortex appeared above the shadow-like mass, and vacuumed it away, leaving behind the True Nightmare God. The power that could be felt now is at least ten times more powerful than earlier. Just being in its presence could crush a weak mind.
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Post by Sir Lighter of Elsewhere on May 12, 2009 14:34:13 GMT -5
Mr. Black watched the exchange in silence. Finally, once the Nightmare God appeared before him, Mr. Black conjured dark energy into his fist, then cast the Shadow Clone spell at the fellow being of Darkness. The darkness shot forwards, straight at the newly formed being. Mr. Black's ghostly voice echoed through Razortooth. "I do not wish to harm you. But your clone might." Mr. Black took a few steps back, and prepared for the upcoming brawl.
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Darkrider
Quasit
I swear, by the soul I don't have, I am going to kill you!
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Post by Darkrider on May 12, 2009 17:53:18 GMT -5
Vulcan's irons shot up to his visor. He quickly PM'ed Mr. Black:
I don't think that I can do anything at this point. It looks like he'll be immune to most of my attacks. Got any bright ideas?
He desperately hoped that Aurem or Akanyara had something up their sleeves, as he had nothing. A brief surge of despair infested his heart, before he shoved it aside and ran into another building taking up a defensive position in the second story window.
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