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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jun 27, 2008 13:45:18 GMT -5
Atake dropped into the arena, his cloak billowing behind him. His new eyes, glowing blue behind the cloak's high neck, glanced around, through his mind tumbling weight ratios, tensile strengths, moments of arc, calculated torque- all working to find the weak points of his young, agile enemy. He dropped his gaze to the circular arena, finding it paved concrete, slightly sloping to the middle. A huge chain-link fence rose nearly fifty feet into the starry sky.
Atake's voice, barely regognisable under the wind, rang out, "Ready, child?"
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Post by Werekill on Jun 27, 2008 21:56:30 GMT -5
((I think this post is better than a lot of my other rp posts, don't you think so?))
"Yeah, I'm ready," Anto nearly screamed out so he could be heard over the wind. He whipped out a sword handle and quickly made a long, slender spike extend from the handle, creating a spike blade. Lightning then begin to surge around the blade as Anto's face began to become covered in the curse mark. "You remember this little present you gave me and Cassius?" Anto started walking towards Atake as he said, "Let's see just how good it is!" As he finished this exclamation, he began rushing towards Atake with his blade at the ready.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jun 28, 2008 14:08:29 GMT -5
(( Much better!))
Atake chuckled and did a few handsigns, which produced a light rain. The water blew at Anto, gaining strength and slowing the boy down. He leapt up to the fence, holding on with his left hand and holding a shuriken in his right. With a grunt he sent the blades flying at Anto, the wind only speeding them to their eventual target.
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Post by Werekill on Jun 28, 2008 20:02:01 GMT -5
Anto swiftly leapt into the air and watched the shuriken whirl by his face. He then asked Atake, "You know what the good thing about all this rain is?" At this chakra began to swirl around his hand, and he exclaimed, "You're all wet!" With this said, he launched dozens of lightning charged spikes, each about the size of a kunai, at his powerful opponent.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jun 29, 2008 19:25:40 GMT -5
Atake cursed and opened his hand at Anto. A black voretex split the air in front of Atake, swallowing the crackling chakra-infused spines, then closed. Atake dropped to the ground and did three handsigns. "Ninja Art- Wall of Mud!" Sand from the edges of the arena swirled around him, mixing with the rain and forming a huge wall between Atake and his erstwhile enemy.
This done, Atake slipped a scroll from his belt and opened it halfway. with a quick sign, he blew fire on the ink letters. They recognised his chakra and writhed, twisting and contorting, on the page. They began to slither to the center of the paper, forming a dark ring. In the middle of the circle a symbol came into being, fading in and out with the lighning. Atake placed his hand on the circle. He slowly drew something out of it... within a few moments, he slid a long, thin katana from the scroll. On its blade were inscriptions from an ancient, forgotten language- Kithaye, the language spoken by the demons in the 9th Circle.
Atake clutched the handle, his eyes sliding along the blade, hungry for the power it held. This blade had much to teach.
Atake was ready to learn.
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Post by Werekill on Jul 4, 2008 14:10:41 GMT -5
Anto saw Atake take the sword, and Cassius quickly saw the Kithaye inscription and recognized the cursed blade. He yelled, "You idiot! Are you so weak that you have to rely on THAT?" Suddenly, Anto dissapeared with only a cloud of dust as the only evidence that he was ever there. He soon reappeared milliseconds later right behind Atake. Cassius then laughed and said, "Let's see just how powerful that blade is, you maggot." He then swung the lightning-charged spike blade ((I'll call it the Chidorike)) at Atake.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jul 7, 2008 11:45:34 GMT -5
Atake whirled the blade and deflected the blow, the collision sending blue sparks into the air. the blade seemed to move like liquid- here one second, gone the next. Atake lost himself in the Dance with Death, a technique long forgotten. Anto repelled his attacks, but Atake pressed the offense. When it became clear that he couldn't find an opening with his overlong sword, he feinted a swing and kicked Anto through the mud wall, which collapsed. Atake switched hands and ran at Anto, the katana whirling like a helicopter blade.
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Post by Werekill on Jul 8, 2008 21:01:50 GMT -5
Anto quickly leapt into the air over Atake and barely dodged the whirling, cursed blade as he landed behind Atake. He then stabbed Atake with the Chidorike straight through his heart. He then noticed a miniscule trickle of blood going down his face. He then laughed a dark chuckle as he said, "Looks like that's all the damage you could do to me after all..." Of course, this moment of victory was short lived since the shadow clone that Cassius/Anto stabbed suddenly disappeared in a puff of smoke. Realizing that Atake was still around, Anto whirled around and searched for Atake with his Spike eyes.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jul 9, 2008 8:11:09 GMT -5
(Stop godmoddding, Chris.)
"You know... even the amazing Anto Osama has a blind spot." Anto whirled around, barely dodging a lethal slash from the sword. Atake dashed forward and knocked Anto into the air with a hard left uppercut. Then he dropped the sword and began doing handsigns that Anto recognised all too well.
Atake took a deep breath and spewed black flames all over the arena, melting the fence and vaporising several spectators in a flash. The concrete began to crack and shatter, some of it even melting as the wall of corrupted fire washed over the battleground. Anto landed on one knee and looked at Atake, who chuckled. "Now we fight MY way."
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Post by Werekill on Jul 9, 2008 11:00:25 GMT -5
((Godmodding? or autoing? I think I may have accidentally been doing both without realizing it... sorry, man.))
Anto tasted blood in his mouth as he said, "Well, Atake, I'm not that amazing compared to this jutsu... but I guess we'll see who's better!" With this said, Anto stood up and raised the Cidorike. Quickly, he noticed the lightning was starting to weaken a little. He pondered to himself, "Looks like I'll soon have to rely on Otna's chakra since Cassius isn't probably going to give me any... look Anto, I'm just pretty much along for the ride on this one... You stupid free loader, Cassius..." He then prepared to rush into battle again.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jul 10, 2008 8:22:19 GMT -5
((Look at me, I can Godmod too!))
Atake snapped his fingers and said in a harsh, ear-splitting voice, "Raszshthath ormaneth vreoth attarath, Cassius-omnith." From inside himself, Anto heard Otna translate, "You will lend him all your reserves of Chakra, Cassius-san."
Power surged through Anto's body and lit him with a sickly purple glow. The cursemark flared and writhed, giving Anto a demonic appearance. Atake dropped into a basic Falcon-Claw Tai Chi stance, and beconed to Anto. "Let's see if that helped, slave."
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Post by Werekill on Jul 10, 2008 14:08:12 GMT -5
((you messed up my plan too.... >_> You know, we've never really seen Otna unleashed before...))
"Bad idea Atake-san. Now you may actually have a decent opponent instead of a horribly weak one. Still, now that we are both warmed up, let's get serious." With this last thing said, dark chakra began to flare up all around Anto. He then shot his hand up in the air, and with it hundreds of darkness and lightning enfused spikes shot up under Atake.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jul 10, 2008 15:21:20 GMT -5
Atake leapt into the air, his cloak billowing behind him as he soared into the sky, the clouds clearing and the wind dying down. He revolved in his ascent and began using the sword to block the spikes, the katana slashing through the spines and lazily dismissing the chakra within. He hit the high arc of his jump and began to fall, then sheathed his sword in a scabbard that appeared when he had need of it. Without a word he closed one eye and began to do handsigns, almost hitting the now-lethal ground before he stopped and began to hop from spike to spike, gaining speed and hurtling at Anto. He ripped the sword from its sheath and at that moment his jutsu came into effect instead of the long, thin katana he drew out the legendary Totsuka sword, belonging to the mighty Susan'o. The blade geamed with fire as Atake went in for the kill.
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Post by Werekill on Jul 14, 2008 15:05:12 GMT -5
((I summon you... GODLY TOASTER!! lolz))
Anto quickly created an army of shadow clones, each wielding the chidorike. They all ran towards Atake to do battle. However, Anto did not stay behind.
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jul 14, 2008 15:11:40 GMT -5
Atake swept the blade as a heavenly broom, to sweep away his foes. The shadow clones came into contact with the blade and exploded. He sheathed his sword and deactivated his Sharingan, as all of this was putting a massive strain on his body. He swept out three kunai and hurled them at Anto, chuckling with delight as his plan unfolded.
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