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Post by Arbiter of Time on Sept 14, 2012 23:06:56 GMT
A tall figure dressed in armour greets the challengers as they appear on the bright white sand of the Besaid beach
"Welcome warriors of time, fortune has guided you to this place so prepare yourself for only the strong will survive here."
With the words spoken the armored figure vanishes as a loud screech erupts from the sky as a large winged creature with a giant eye and a large mouth flies above the group.
Monster Battle - Evil Eye Battlefield Besaid - No special rules.
Jordan glanced around him as the armoured figure spoke, nodding as he finished and vanished. He was somehow on a beach. Jordan was surprised by how suddenly he had arrived and how he was suddenly in the company of strangers. Now Jordan would usually have been struck shy in sudden new company but the screech put that straight out of his mind. Then the fiend appeared. A one eyed fiend, it was almost poetic.
Jordan drew his sword and brought it to his side, ready to destroy it should the need arise. Had Jordan been alone he would of dashed into battle and ripped the fiends heart out, alas he was not and had three strangers around him, including a woman. So if Jordan could avoid a fight he would in case they were not strong enough to, though he really only worried about the woman. Not caring that much for the men. Though he remained in a battle stance just in case.
[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]Am I that untrusting?[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]Is it because i'm scared?[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;]
SQUALL LEONHART
[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;] From one moment of being in a dead sleep to waking up somewhere on some strange beach in a place he'd never been before, saying Squall was ''confused'' was an asbolute understatement. He saw a batch of people a short ways up the coast, alongside a man clad in armor. The bright white sand almost hurt to look at, but he trotted along with the Revolver slung over his shoulder in all its glory. As his footsteps left prints in the sand on his approach, he made out but a few words as the mysterious warrior vanished. ''-Only the strong will survive here''. What was that supposed to mean? Was this some sort of test? Was he having some sort of strange dream about his upcoming field exam? It was hard to say for sure, but he kept a short and comfortable loner's distance away from the random pack of individuals here with him; he fully expected some sort of random brawl to break out.
However, within moments of his thought finishing, an ear-piercing screech assaulted his ears, and his eyes shot upward to one of the most hideous things he'd seen in his entire life. It looked like a gigantic eye with wings and a mouth, but not a whole lot else. Mentally questioning how exactly it was that it got there was now at the back of his mind, and he stepped in front of the others as he whirled the Revolver off his shoulder and into both hands in a centered grip with the tip of the blade aimed at the beast. His fond memories of training were flashing back, and his blood started to run warm. He scanned up and down the monster with his eyes, looking for a good place to attack. If he struck the eye, he just might be lucky enough to mess with its vision...
He suddenly darted forward across the sands, leaving deep footprints, and brought the Revolver up high. Hopping upward a bit he waited til he began to fall to loose the first attack with downward momentum in a top right to bottom left diagonal slash. As he hit the ground, he whirled the blade around his back in a spin with both hands and flicked the hammer of the weapon back with his thumb, pulling the trigger back just as the blade came through for a second strike at the beast.
CA: Revolver Shock: Uses the unique function of the Gunblade to send a shock through the weapon by firing a ''round'', adding 10 base damage to Squall's attack currently by increasing striking force for that attack.[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style]
Character Abilities: Level 1 -Angelo Strike - Rinoa is aided in battle by her pet dog Angelo. With one powerful strike Angelo rushes at the opponent to deal an base of 20 Str based damage. Costs 10MP
Magic: Level 1 -Cure -Life
{Turn 1:Rinoa snapped her eyes open. She wasn't where she fell asleep and she was stood up in a strange place with Angelo by her side. He was whimpering as the booming voice spoke out from the tall armoured figure. She was on a beach and it wasn't a place she recognised. An ear piercing scream caused Rinoa to cover her ears as the Giant Eye flew down. It was at this point Rinoa noticed the other two men near her. Once she didn't recognise but...hey that was Squall! She watched him attack the creature and for a brief moment she was in awe of his strength and battle style. Her cheeks began to burn up as she blushed. Rinoa looked down to Angelo and nodded. Angelo took a running jump onto Rinoa's arms and within the space of a few seconds she let off an Angelo Strike which consisted of Angelo being launched at the enemy. Angelo Strike 110+20= 130 Damage}
{Turn 2: As Angelo ran back to her side Rinoa equipped her pinwheel and loaded a blade onto the front of it. She glanced over to Squall and smiled briefly before she fired off a quick shot at the Giant Eye. She soon found herself moving to Squall's side, it seemed stupid but she felt safer with him around. The other man hadn't done anything yet but she was sure he had something up his sleeve... Basic Attack 110 Damage}
Ryun was laying in the corner when he woke up to the sound of a boom voice. He sat there listening the man in armour but did not make a sound, or a movement for that matter. Ryun was not scared, confused on how the hell he got there, but it was rare that Ryun felt fear. He wanted to know what was going on before he even stood up and took the needed measures.
He noticed three other people also with him, two young men and an equally young woman. He took in the surroundings and noticed it seemed to be some kind of coliseum, which made him wonder, were they there to fight? That question was soon answered by the man in the armour as he disappeared and a flying, one eyed creature took his place.
Continuing to sit there his mind went back to Garnet, and wondered if she was worried about his disappearance. Ok, they had not known each other for that long, and she did have Shizuma, but, his sudden disappearance might cause the queen unnecessary grief, which he could not have. With that in mind he knew he had to defeat the creature as quickly as possible.
Watching the others make their attacks he decided it was his turn, so, finally he stood up from the corner and made his advance on the creature they were to fight. As he made his way over, he began to move quicker and quicker until he was at a sprint. When he reached the creature he smashed it with a massive right punch followed by, after stepping back, a powerful left.
Post by Arbiter of Time on Sept 15, 2012 20:40:11 GMT
The creature reels backwards through the air after receiving the barrage of blows from everyone before it lets out another screech as it rights itself in the air before its eye flashes bright with a purple light before a powerful darkness erupts over Jordan harming him.
Action 1: Darkara cast on Jordan. 380 Base Dmg. Action 2: Darkara cast on Jordan. 380 Base Dmg.
Monster Battle - Evil Eye Battlefield Besaid - No special rules.
Jordan watched the others attack around him, so recklessly. They didn't seem to need protecting though which gave him the confidence the attack. However before he had chance to move A magical attack was launched at him. Hissing in pain as darkness seeped inside his brain, burning with its mere presence. After what seemed like an age the pain dulled, before being unleashed on him a second time. Falling to one knee Jordan clenched every muscle in his face to avoid yelling in agony
The Pain stopped and Jordan managed to pull himself to his feet.Panting slightly he righted himself and glared forward.Gripping his sword Jordan dashed forward, Fury driving his body. In seconds he was upon the monster, digging his feet into the span he was running with amazing speed regardless of how difficult sand could be to run on. Leaping the Ex-SOLDIER stabbed forward at the creatures one eye and withdrawing the sword, he continued upwards slicing as he flipped over the creature before stabbing backwards as he reached its back. Using a blade swing to turn he smashed the heel of his foot into the winged monster hopefully knocking it to the ground. At least for long enough to repeat this from behind the monster. He stabbed at the back of its head and leaped, turning sideways in a kind of pirouette of death, propelling the sword at the beast. Landing Jordan thrust backwards again and turned both slicing out with the blade and driving in the heel of his boot. There was no mercy.
Backflipping away form the fiend Jordan stepped back into his fighting stance. The pain still burned dull in Jordan's system. "He's not leaving alive." Jordan growled his breathing heavy. The SOLDIER fought on, he wasn't about to fall yet. He doubted he could take another attack like that though.
[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]Am I that untrusting?[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]Is it because i'm scared?[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;]
SQALL LEONHART
[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;] He had to admit he was somewhat surprised. Aftet recovering from his own actions he'd taken against the beast, he took only a few steps back as if to personally challenge it. He kept still and eyed it, resuming his battle pose to get ready for any sort of retaliation the monster may throw his way. It was an unholy looking thing, so if he had to take any sort of guess, it probably used one form of magic or another. It seemed to be fairly yet not seriously wounded by time he'd finished his first barrage of attacks, and he'd put the others at the back of his mind; so long as he could keep this thing's attention, he wouldn't have to worry about anyone else getting hurt. He locked eyes with the creature and prepared his next attack, ready to finish it off if he possibly could.
However, that went straight out the window. He looked to his side to finally recognize the girl; it was Rinoa. What was she doing here? He wouldn't object to the help, but he certainly didn't want it; all it meant were more risks involved and more things to focus on than the fight. Now, he had to make sure she wasn't harmed. She had some sort of dog with her; why bring a dog? If that thing got hurt, she would probably never forget it, and he'd wind up blaming himself. As the two nodded at each other, the dog leapt up and into her arms , and suddenly the hound launched off at the eye, striking it with all of its weight and knocking it off balance; impressive. She followed up by loading some sort of blade into a device on her wrist and launched it for a follow-up attack. He'd seen those used before, and SeeDs who preferred magic and to stay at range were big fans of them.
It didn't stop there though. From out of nowhere a huge, giant of a man came storming in at the monster, each of his footsteps letting loose a loud thud into the sand. He reeled back with his right hand and smashed into the creature before hopping back a few inches, following suit with his left, battering it back into its centered position. It sort of brought back memories of Zell, that goofball he always saw first in line for the cafeteria's hot dogs. Now wasn't the time for memories; he needed to focus. The large eye creature gazed down at the group, scanning them over before making a few movements with its wings and holding a stare on one of the other men there armed with a sword. Squall's eyes went wide as it loosed a barrage of dark magic, causing enough pain to make the guy's face clench up hard.
He retaliated as soon as he recovered, though, with a flashy display of acrobatic sword moves that seemed as if they'd have a lot of damage potential. Squall lifted his sword again so the blade pointed out toward the monster, deciding to seize his chance after the wounded man. He charged and as he approached the beast, he used the momentum from his sprint to turn into a golf-style upwards swing, aiming to strike the monster dead-center, then followed with another; only this time, the motion from the first was used to launch him into the air, causing him to slice the creature from bottom to top in a centered, deep vertical cut. He landed and flicked a stain of blood of onto the sand, hopping back a few inches to study the beast.
Character Abilities: Level 1 -Angelo Strike - Rinoa is aided in battle by her pet dog Angelo. With one powerful strike Angelo rushes at the opponent to deal an base of 20 Str based damage. Costs 10MP
Magic: Level 1 -Cure -Life
{Turn 1: Rinoa watched as another man came forward to attack the creature that appeared, he was pretty strong and it showed in his physical appearance. From their combined barrage of attacks the creature was well on its way to falling. Rinoa had no idea why she had been summoned to this place but she knew she had to fight for her life and to help those around her. The flying eye had turned it's attention to one of the men attacking him with a dark magical attack. Rinoa immediately ran up to his side and placed a hand on his chest. She closed her eyes and focused her attention on healing him as best as she could. A white light shone from beneath the palm of her hand. Rinoa looked up to the man and smiled before running back off to Squall's side. Rinoa used cure on Jordan 300+150= 450 HP to Jordan. -25MP}
Post by Arbiter of Time on Sept 16, 2012 21:01:24 GMT
The foul beast lets out an ear piercing scream as the final blow slices it way through it before it falls down onto the ground with a thud, its body twitching slightly as orbs of light known to spirans as pyreflies rising from the now fading corpse.
"The battle is over, the weak have fallen"
The voice of the Arbiter echoes as the world fades to white.
Rewards
Gil: 100 Item: 1 Potion Each Special reward: 100XP apiece
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