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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 17, 2009 16:04:14 GMT -5
Yoshimitsu was sat in his garden. He called it his garden, but in actual fact it was the terrain around his house. The house that belonged to him and Vincent. There were no fences, just a small table and some chairs haphazardly placed around it. It made a change from sitting in his kitchen, though his television was still on. Sipping his beer, he leant back and looked around. It was tranquil, calm and serene. The perfect surroundings. That was why he loved his house.
However, he doubted the area would stay calm for long. About an hour previously, he had sent a letter. It was a letter requesting a sparring match. Not just any sparring match, but one against an old friend and rival. Someone who he hadn't fought in a while. Hector Cruz. His old friend, the person who had started the Bahamut and Tiamat feud. His old rival. Yoshimitsu took a swig of beer as he thought back over his friend. By his reckoning, it should be only minutes before his arrival.
Grabbing his three swords and slipping them into their appropriate sheaths, Yoshimitsu stood up and approached the cliffside near his house. Only minutes away. Yoshimitsu was ready.
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Post by Loogs on Jul 17, 2009 16:09:31 GMT -5
"Im Hector. Please fix that."
From the sky dropped in a rather eccentric individual, wearing nothing but a pair of blue jeans decorated with flames, purple shutter shades, jade tusks in his snakesbites. And oh yeah, a daredevil grin. A huge black hand-cannon was perched on his shoulder, as he landed and crushed one of the chairs around the table.
"NOW WHERE IS MY BEER, BITCH."
ooc: I am lazy. Dont bother me about the brevity of this. AND HECTOR WANTS TEH BEER.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 17, 2009 16:12:03 GMT -5
"In the fridge you lazy cunt," Yoshimitsu said, grinning. "Go get one yourself. Actually, wait. I'll go get you one. You're not stealing the rest of my booze."
Yoshimitsu turned around and walked back towards his hand, gesturing somewhat aimlessly. With the gesture, he had thrown up a barrier around his house, preventing anything from damaging it. Within seconds, he had returned to the table with another beer. Casually throwing it to Hector, he spoke again.
"So, how d'you wanna go about this?"
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Post by Loogs on Jul 17, 2009 16:17:42 GMT -5
Hector opened the bottle with his teeth, in a matter not unlike a wild animal. After taking a swig, he mumbled, "I dunno, but first let's get shit-faced. Then maybe we can use our weapons in an irresponsible matter." He took another long swig, and started juggling fireballs with one hand. "What have you been up to, besides getting drunk? I guess I'm off doing the same old same old, being a father, drinking, learning how to use a hand-cannon, taking a break from ass kicking, more drinking, having sex with alarming frequency, pretty much anything stupid or irresponsible thing you can think of."
OOC: OH SHIT I FORGOT TO DESCRIBE HECTOR'S HAIR. SIMPLY UNFORGIVABLE
BIC: And oh yeah, Hector flipped aside his chin-length mop of brown hair with red highlights. The author was then penalized for this blatant disregard of such fabulousness.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 17, 2009 16:24:57 GMT -5
"Oh, I've been doing this and that. Hunting a few people, training a few things. The usual," Yoshimitsu replied, grinning. With surprising ease, he downed his beer and ran his hand over the hilt of one of his swords. "Just a fight is boring. Let's raise the stakes a bit." Yoshimitsu walked towards the edge of the cliff, looking out at the sea.
"I come here when I'm unbalanced, y'know," he said calmly. "When the world gets too much, I come to this cliff. I sit and think. Nothing else matters. No one's around to talk. I can just sit and think, and clear my head. It's such a relief. People die around me. Some of them are my fault, and I just let them die. It's so much, but I just come here and think, and everything's easier. It's so weird..."
Yoshimitsu turned on the spot, facing Hector.
"Come on Hector. You've been gone. Show me just how much stronger you are."
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Post by Loogs on Jul 17, 2009 16:31:55 GMT -5
"Ok. We get shit-faced, fight, and then loser has to blow the winner." Hector finished his beer, then demanded another one. "My philosophy is simple. Enjoy life, and help others, I guess. Getting involved in too much drama isn't my style." When he got his other beer, he chugged it down, lit the bottle on fire, and threw it as far as he could. He aimed with the cannon, and blew the bottle apart into tiny fragments of burning glass. "I hope you're a swallower."
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 17, 2009 16:42:21 GMT -5
"If you can beat me, you'll find out," Yoshimitsu said. He raised his palm to his face and closed his eyes, concentrating. Something began to form around his face, hazy at first but slowly gaining definition. A light mask, golden in colour. It covered half of his face, with two eyes. The eyes were blue with white pupils. A mouth guard extended over his mouth, his normal eye looking determined.
"I've learned a few new tricks," Yoshimitsu said, grinning underneath his mask. He grabbed the Bahamut Blade with a flourish, his masked eyes glowing faintly. With a slash at the air in front of him, he released a wave of white, blue and yellow at Hector, the wave growing slightly as it blasted through the air.
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Post by Loogs on Jul 18, 2009 12:22:39 GMT -5
Taking quick action, Hector took a dive to the side to avoid the attack. He leaped up and suddenly, red and golden flames consumed his body. From those flames emerged powerful crimson wings, and then his entire body, still engulfed in fire, lurched forward kamikaze-style towards Yoshimitsu. His hair, now a bright red streaked with gold, rippled in the wind, and his eyes appeared to burn with the very energy he generated. He raised the hand-cannon, took careful aim, and fired three massive flaming shots in rapid succession.
ooc: yes it's short again, but you try writing an epic on an itouch.
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 18, 2009 14:44:08 GMT -5
Yoshimitsu's face quickly turned from playful to serious as he raised his sword again. The incoming shots, three burning blasts, were nothing to him now. With three elegant slashes, he brought his sword through all of the shots and sent them flying past him on either side. Flourishing his sword, his gaze fell back on to the incoming Hector. Quickly noting the changes in his friend's appearence, he jumped to the side and watched the fire user soar straight past him.
"Show me something better than that, Hector," Yoshimitsu challenged, sheathing his sword. He threw his arms out to either side, eyes glowing again. In the air around him, an uncountable number of orbs formed, each one crackling and all varying shades of light blue, yellow, and white. Yoshimitsu grinned under his mask and clicked his fingers. All of the orbs immediately shot at Hector an the areas around him. Dodging that would be no easy task.
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Post by Loogs on Jul 18, 2009 15:02:41 GMT -5
Hector pulled out of his dive on a very shiny new dime and spied the spheres zooming towards him. "Mmmm. Better, you say?" He fiddled with a dial on his weapon, and maneuvered himself backwards. He fired the cannon several times, exploding the orbs out of the air, save one, like hunting ducks. The final orb grazed his arm, leaving a streak of partly peeled-away skin that besides wincing a bit, he shrugged off Gripping the cannon as tightly as he could, Hector then cranked the dial farther and pushing another button, he fired the cannon at Yoshimitsu once more. This time, the cannon spewed forth a blitz of silver fireballs, crackling and flaming white, like a machine gun. He sprayed fire all over the area, and set most of the ground on fire. "Well, I guess someone's gonna have to treat that chemical burn on my arm."
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 18, 2009 15:21:48 GMT -5
"Your arm cannon is your primary weapon now?" Yoshimitsu asked, shifting his sword in his grip slightly. With a mighty swing, he released a wave of blue and gold flames that met the silver fire most likely to hit him. With an explosion, the two fires collided and threw smoke into the air. Yoshimitsu immediately shot through the smoke, gripping his blade tightly. He had already seen Hector and monitered his flight pattern. Like a bullet from a gun, he shot out of the smoke with the Bahamut Blade glinting in the moonlight. Hector was right in front of him. He quickly slashed three times at his opponent, hoping to catch Hector off guard.
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Post by Loogs on Jul 18, 2009 15:40:08 GMT -5
"No, it depends." The fog of smoke lent to an impromptu strategy. He fired a gigantic fireball towards Yoshimitsu, hoping to fool him into thinking it was him, and then flew discreetly behind him. He raised his hand, and a claymore materialized into his grip. The hilt was in the shape of a phoenix, adorned with rubies and specks of gold and topaz. With Yoshi swinging at the fireball he presumed was Hector, everything was going exactly as planned. Although Yoshi's vision was reduced in smoke, Hector's eyes and keen Raiixian senses were used to such conditions. He pulled back, and took a mighty swing at Yoshi with the heavy blade. "Swords are still better for close combat, which is still my favorite style."
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 18, 2009 15:50:11 GMT -5
"Not bad," Yoshimitsu's disembodied voice said. Hector's sword met nothing but thin air. Yoshimitsu was, in actual fact, stood at the edge of the cliff again. He raised his hand to his face again and removed his mask, the unusual object fading away. "You've missed a lot while you've been gone. I'm so much stronger and faster now. I've fought and conquered my inner demons. I've got a metric fuckton of trump cards I can pull. Show me what you've got, Hector."
Yoshimitsu raised his sword and gripped it in both hands, taking a defensive stance as he prepared himself for Hector's attack.
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Post by Loogs on Jul 18, 2009 16:09:20 GMT -5
OOC: see now that you're like uber powerful and got crazy moves, this became srsly less fun. :[
Maybe we should postpone this until it won't be so onesided. :[
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 18, 2009 20:28:40 GMT -5
OOC- Your fault for not being here. Yoshi's been around this level for ages, AND he just powered down for the fight. Too chicken to finish this?
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Post by Loogs on Jul 18, 2009 20:41:49 GMT -5
OOC: it's not really chicken if I know I'm going to lose badly. :/ Taking that into consideration(plus I MYSELF suck with my posts seeing as I'm covered in rust) I vote to postpone this until we can make this an even match. so that I stand a chance and you get a fun opponent. Till then, more beer?
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Post by Yoshimitsu on Jul 18, 2009 20:48:09 GMT -5
OOC- Even match is easy to do, I just limit Yoshi's power. It's not difficult. Just frickin' write more and we'll see how it goes.
Otherwise, I call chicken on you forever.
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