The Keyblade War : Istoria Epanalambano Mono Tou (Version 2)

ooc: what no reflex?

convict's head simply squished and wormed himself out of the hold

 

OOC: Mixt has lived through so many wars he doesn't really feel pain anymore. He really only stops you if it's going to do a decent amount of physical damage or when he feels like a show. lol

IC: Mixt kicked out Convict's legs while he was working his way out of the hold.

 

ooc: he got crotched, i think that is a decent amount of damage, maybe even a critical hit.

bic

convict simply fell on his butt

 

OOC: Nope. I mean things like getting your arm ripped off, pain or not that will hinder you because you're flat missing an arm. Though he could just heal that up, but what's the fun in that?

Mixt held his Libra keyblade over convict with both hands. "Want to try that again?"

 

ooc: have you ever been crotched?


ic:

convict bit of the tip of the blade

Convict: sure, if you can last that is.

 

OOC: Yeah. My brother used to do it on a weekly basis. I just laugh now. Which is exactly my point.

IC: Mixt turned the key and a beam of light shot out and hit Convict. Judge and Convict were then controlling the body at the same time.

 

legion walked over to the battle zone and gave Mixt a dagger riddled with runes

Legion: wanna do it?

 

Mixt: You mean you want me to stab him with this?

 

legion: stab? no! cut the cake.

 

Mixt: Cake? What cake?

 

Legion: don't you understand? the cake's a lie

 

Mixt: What have you been drinking? I could really use some of that right now.

 

Legion: just stab convict thru the heart.

 

Mixt grabbed the knife and stabbed Judge/Convict.

 

a cake appeared over judge's heart and broke in two. judge came back to his senses

Legion: as you see. he was never crazy. it was simply a ruse.

 

Mixt: And I don't exsit. Your point being?

 

Legion: reality is nothing more then a web of lies. Therefore, only cut out the pieces that you don't like and so it shall be.

 

Mixt: Or you gut out the pieces you like a lot.

Mixt can a piece from the cake and ate it.

 

mixt's senses began tasting like choclate

Legion: the air sounds purple doesn't it?

 

Mixt: I would call it lavender