Trent's eyes bulged as his armor cracked, snapped, and finally shattered around him. He stumbled back, his ultimate attack shredding the ground to pieces around them, but not touching either man. Trent's eyes didn't want to focus. "I see," Trent gasped. "So that's the true strength of will you have." Trent grinned. "I love it. I love it!" Throwing back his head, Trent laughed. "This is perfect, don't you think!? No one has ever managed to destroy my armor!" "Now, boy, let's settle this! It's time for the ultimate duel!" Trent roared, jumping back. "We'll see whose will is stronger, eh?" Running forward, Trent threw all of his energy behind one fist extended forward... *** Enigma smiled. "Well, I tell you. I've been wanting to fight you..." Power seeped into Enigma, deep and twisted. "You're just another pawn I want to add into my collection." Twisting, Enigma blurred forward, his left arm streaking up for Wing's chin at the same chin as his right hand stabbed for Wing's middle...
OOC: I apologize as well. I'm playing Guitar Hero...But if need be, I'll stop. BIC: Trent charged at Xane with his awesome T.R.E.N.T. attack. (I don't even remember what it stands for anymore...) *** Enigma shrugged. "I was just interested. Y'know, this is the quickest way to the castle ruins." Enigma stepped more fully into Wing's path, still smiling. "Which of course means I can't let you pass. I am still under a contract after all." "Besides," Enigma said, pulling out a black crystal, "you've been wanting to fight me for a while, right?" OOC: Hoo boy, Enigma fight. This is going to be fun... EDIT: And no prob, Pirate. But sorry about Aeron. I found a picture, but it didn't really fit with the rest of them.
OOC: OK, I'll stick around tonight. I'm sorry! I got bored... FYI, I have fights for Hidden and Wing too! So don't think you'll get away with your little petty fights... (Just kidding, Wing's was great and I'm bouncing with anticipation for Hidden's!) And so... BIC: The still air that had been only been broken by Wing's steady breathing and footsteps was shattered by clapping from around a corner in Wing's path. From the intersection strode Enigma, clad in black armor, eyes dark, a smile on his lips. "That...was quite a show," Enigma said, amusement thick in his voice. "I'm curious however. What kind of potion did you use to heal yourself? I don't think I've ever encountered it before..." OOC: Meanwhile, Trent just kind of sits there because Pirate hasn't posted anything. Nulix, as soon as you post something about Skinnar, I'll have a fight emerge. Remember, Skinnar got stuck with Highwind.
I'm probably inbetween introverted and average. I saw Star Trek today. Have you seen it? It's pretty good, better than a lot of other action...
OOC: My computer died... And then I had to run errands all night. Sorry. Hey, so I'll be online tonight. We'll continue then. EDIT: Oh, FYI, my flash drive's still missing. I'm crying inside. EDIT: Never mind, I found it. It was in my pocket, XD. Anyway, I'm uploading the picture now, Xane. So be ready...for a PM. Not that you're even ONLINE, but...
OOC: Oh, well, I didn't see that last post... BIC: Trent's eyes widened as Xane charged down the narrowing tunnel straight for him. OOC: Armor-breaking technique..................................................
All my friends are moving away or so, so I probably won't see them again. Going to parties by yourself is lame... As for money, I guess I could...
OOC: Gotta go for tonight. Pirate, if you're good, you can finish this fight in the next move. PWN HIM!
Trent stepped back, frowning. "Hmph, you won't give up, boy..." "Fine, then," Trent growled. "My ultimate technique: T-R-E-N-T." He said, spelling out each letter. "Togiretogire Ryuu Eisei Nettou Tamago." "The Spawn of the Eternally Broken Water," Trent hissed, raising his hands above his head, and then bringing them crashing down. A massive torrent of energy spread forth towards Xane, a tunnel of vaporizing light that was narrowing, with Trent at the center.
Trent fell backward, smashing into the ground and rolling into a wall. Wiping blood from his mouth, Trent grinned. "It seems you still have enough power to hurt me. I am surprised, boy. But you're swaying as you stand. This fight's over..." OOC: Is that sarcasm............... Anyway, I'll give you a hint to beat Trent. You can't hurt him unless you use really strong techniques, but there's only one that will shatter his armor. Do that, and he'll be hopeless. BIC: Trent blew forward, hand extended in a claw pattern to slash downwards at Xane's chest...
Trent didn't flinch. "I see...Did I underestimate you, boy?" Trent's kick seemed to come from nowhere, crashing into Xane's middle and heaving him up into the air directly in front of Trent. Trent's fist connected into Xane's back, smashing him into the ground. "Boy, I warned you," Trent hissed. "You're no match for me." OOC: Um, Pirate, it was on my flash drive and I can't find it...I think I left it at my friend's house...Which I'm going over to later, but...
As the dust slowly cleared, Trent slowly slipped to the ground, clawed feet digging into the soil. Bone-white armor covered every inch of his legs, torso, and arms, and a helmet-like carapace spread over the top of his head. A long slender tail with a scorpion end lashed the ground behind him, and Trent stretched, just like a cat. "This is my true form, boy," Trent growled, his smile showing fangs. "All the Brotherhood members have them. Those who have taken the time anyway. As you can see, I'm a bit of a...panther." Trent laughed, and then blurred as he sped by Xane, a clawed hand slashing out to leave a long shallow slice in Xane's shoulder. Trent smiled over his shoulder as his tail writhed behind him. "My speed and power have increased over ten times..." OOC: Um...a panther, eh... I must say, that's weird. And I made it!
Well, of course there's parties if you have friends or whatever...And are willing to go into large amounts of debt...Or are just rich to begin...
Trent stumbled backward, his eyes wide. He coughed, holding a hand up to his mouth. Blood dripped from his hands to the ground and from his mouth. "Well, well, you made me bleed," Trent smiled, wiping the blood away. "That's it then." He stood up straight, and spread his arms. "I'll show you my true form, boy. Don't get scared now." Laughing, Trent brought his spread arms together with a resounding smash as his fingers interlocked. A sphere of energy spread around him, lifting him from the ground as his hair arced upward. The sphere glowed white, hiding him from view, then shattered, blowing dust everywhere and obscuring Xane's vision...
Well, keep your head up, and you'll get through it. College is nastier than high school, I hear... :P
Trent shook his head. "Boy, I respect you. But unless you can make me bleed as well..." OOC: Hit him really hard, Xane, because I've got to go for tonight. See you guys tomorrow!
I'm not sure why I'd mind, but I don't. We met sophomore year in an English class. She actually doesn't remember. It was actually about the time I...
Trent looked shocked for a moment, and reacted a split-second too soon, taking the chop on his shoulder and rolling backwards. "Interesting," Trent said. "When I fought you last, you wouldn't have been able to take that blow and still move like you are...You've gotten stronger." Standing up, Trent launched himself at Xane, leaping into the air to spin-kick at Xane's chest.
Trent was still standing there, smirking. "How'd you like that, boy?" Trent laughed. "My Blue-Eyed Dragon Fang...?"
"That's better!" Trent laughed, landing on the ground heavily and rolling to his feet. "I might have gotten a bruise there!" "But feast your eyes on my Dragon," Trent said, his expression suddenly serious. "Try not to die." "Metsuki Aoi Doragon Kiba Gikou!" Trent roared, spreading his hands in the V pattern again, this time with the tips of his fingers curled downward as if in fangs. From the center of his palms, a blast of energy erupted towards Xane...
