OoC- Time to bust out with my gothic character, Sykel Varas. Don't come in acting like you know him, no one ever shall *mystic look*
Ic- A run down gothic looking cathedral layed silently in the forest, a dark mist hovering over the premises. Lying there, undisturbed for over one hundred years, this quiet layed back place would rage with a huge battle. Something stirred and crows flew from their hidding places.
Sykel was mounted on a fallen pillar, the stone jutted upright out of the ground, supporting the young man with relative ease. He looked up, his bright purple eyes layed set on the field where a battle would ensue. His white hair fell over his left eye, and any form of a smile was non existant. His sycthe was strapped to his back so he could easily draw upon it during battle. His left hand sported a black glove, one that was rarely see taken off, an artifact that helped contained his uncontrolled powers.
He wore a black trenchcoat, and underneath was a black muscel shirt and black pants. He continued to sit their, intent on fighting his opponet. A fang gleamed with a dab of siliva and he blinked once, showing signs of being alive. The battle would commence soon.
He was full vampire. One who contained umfathomable powers. Powers beyond any normal vampire. Possesing strength and speed that was amazing enough as it was, his figure looked as if he was somewhat a weakling. Others made that mistake and overlooked his strengths, ultimatly falling to the depths of hell. He was looked at as an outcast, but he didn't care. He looked as if he was 19 or 20. His real age was unknown. But what did it matter to him?
He smiled and continued to sit, watching.......waiting.
OOC- Ok, now I am done. I had to make his intro complete. No one knows any of his moves, and no he isn't a god, so don't god mod. =D\n\n
((Thanks bro, I really wanted someone as talented as you to fight with Sykel, good luck bro! ))
Sykel remained motionless on his pillar, watching the young man sign his death in unseen shadows. Suddenly just as the pillar was about to fall, he bounded off of it and landed right infront of the spiriter. He grinned.
"Your spirits seem to rebel against my power. It seems a fight with a holy man shall tempt my powers to its max. Excellent."
Is a rush of wind, he leaped high into the air, landing on the tip top of a leafless tree. He now looked like a sillouet against the full moon. Suddenly he vanished from his spot. Romku felt a change of wind behind him and Sykel leaned back, resting on Romku's back.
"Nice night for death eh Romku?" he said, looking up at the sky, his bright glowing purple eyes reflected the moon. He took five steps forward and turned to face his opponet, who had gotten back into stance.
"Let us begin...." Sykel said as he rushed forward and dove his right fist a the man, who blocked and tried to counter, but was counter blocked. The two went back blocking eachother until they were fighting infront of the entrance to the cathedral. Sykel faked a swing and round house kicked Romku in the chest, sending him back a few feet. The man countered with a spirit wave and Sykel just grinned. It actually stung.
Amazing.....this man had control of great strength. He laughed out loud for no reason, making Romku's hair stand on end.
"The spirits you have shall belong to me! I will drain you of your life and feed you to the screaming whore loving demons of hell!!!!" He shouted out and raised his fists like a street fighter, bekoning for Romku to attack him.
(( I may get graphic with Sykel, hes like power crazed, lets make this the best rpb on FFF EVER! Even tho it probably already has the two greatest fighters (Me and you, since we seem to be the few rpbers)! [/bragging] Now the way I'm doing this well, I dun mean to control but thats how me and Shajde/Shjade had fought. =3 So feel free to go to that extent in this battle. I feel this is gonna be my best rpb ever! ))\n\n
Romku stepped back, to catch a little air from the kick in the chest.
"Sykel, these spirits will always be with me. I have never lost with my spirits at my side. I'll be nice at first by not summoning my holy spirit first, instead, Wind Spirit, come to me!!"
Romku's hair and clothes turned black. A silver aura surrounded Romku. A giant shriuken came flying from the clouds, it was about 3ft. in diameter, shining with all of the wind runes embedded in it. Romku grinned.
"Well Sykel, let's see if you can take the powers of the wind. Tornado Rage!!"
Romku started to spin in a circle, a tornado started where Romku was spinning. Slowly, but surely, Sykel got sucked into the tornado. Romku flew by Sykel and started to cut him with the shriuken. Sykel screamed breifly from the pain as he still flew inside the tornado.
"This is my Tornado Rage, Sykel! My favorite submission move! Let's see you get out of it!"
What would Sykel pull off something inside the tornado, or will he be sent to the ground like a meteor, or will he give up?
((Romku-chan, Sykel is a very very calm and collective fighter, so if he were to get hit, he would grin and take it. lol hes like that in a scary way, but thats it, lol keep it up!))
Sykel was being swung around in the small Tornado hold Romku placed on him. He felt every little nick and slices that were brought to his gentle smooth skin. He suddenly halted in the air, forcing the air to go around him. He thrust out both arms and sudenly launched a wave of darkness at Romku, followed up by a burst of strength. He threw himself in the opposite direction just as the wave hit, and broke the tiny cyclone.
He flew forward a bit but landed on one foot, as Romku hand sprung back to stop his fall. Sykel turned at him and ran his gloved hand through his silky white hair.
"Wow, you messed up my hair punk, my turn.." he said as a huge ball of energy formed in his hand. It shot out straight at Romku but stopped, and suddenly began to circle around him. Sykel grinned as Romku continued to stare at him, not taking his eyes off the vampire. Suddenly the ball got bigger and dissappeared. Sykel pointed up and when Romku finally glanced up, the ball, now a huge one, broke into a few hundred small blasts and rained down all around Romku. Smoke rised and Sykel watched on, amusedly watching Romku dodge and get hit by his Death Rain.
His grin fadded when it stopped. He hoped that wasn't all the warrior had. His lips then curled into a smile as he sensed the warrior move.
"Wow, you actually surrvived. It would of been a pity if such a weak move killed you." he began to laugh then got into stance once more.
"Now, I hope you can still fight...." he stated, only being able to see part of Romku through the smoke.
Romku started to appear out of the smoke of the Death Rain. His body was a little torn up, but he was perfectly alright. Romku breathed hard.
"Nice move Sykel, you're a great fighter, but I have a move that you might like, use it if you wish, my dark spirit specializes in this power. Shadow's Curse!"
Romku transformed into the dark spirit. His hair turned black, and his uniform turned black, and he was now surrouned with a red aura.
"Now the real fun begins!"
Romku pulled out the Darkness Blade, a long buster sword that Romk can use with one hand, only if the dark spirit is used. A dark cloud came out fo the blade, making the whold area around them turn into pure darkness.
"Now, you can't see me Sykel, but you can still try to feel my energy out. Not to metion you're a vampire, you probrably can still see in here. let's see how you do."
Sykel grinned as the darkness overwhelmed them. He thrived in this kind of battle field. He watched Romku try to step to the right a bit in the darkness but his laugh made the warrior pause.
"Peek-a-boo...." Sykel simply said as he launched himself forward, jabbing at Romku's side. Romku caught him making his third punch and brought his sword down, grazing Sykel's right arm. He laughed out and fadded back, drawing on his Scythe, DeathLace. He swung it around with great skill and brought his hand up. Two purple orbs equal length apart formed and began to move around in a strange pattern. He powered up just a bit, only drawing power from this new darkness. The orbs circled around the room and danced mstically. They then zoomed far off in seperate directions, leaving their vision range.
"Now lets us continue our bout." Sykel said, tightening his grip along DeathLace.
"Oh I see, you're more powerful in the dark. Ok. I'll go along with it, for now. I just want to see how powerful you are!"
Romku put the sword back in his hilt, and was ready to attack with his bare hands. Romku flew in, dealing punch after punch. As Romku got ready to punch Sykel's head, Sykel countered by cutting Romku's right arm. Romku yelled in pain for only a second and jumped back.
"Dang, that hurt bad! Even though he has his scythe, I'll still fight, I'll just pull out my sword again!"
Romku pulled out the Darkness Blade again, ready for his second attack. Romku flew in, slashing through the darkness. Romku slashed Sykel's right arm, but Sykel countered by slashing Romku's right leg. Both warriors jujped back, with their new wounds. Both warriors were dripping blood on the ground.
"Sykel, you are a great fighter, I'll tell you that. You have great talent. I have to say that you are my greatest rival!"
Sykel laughed out at his compliment. Greatest rival? Who was this man? A weakling in Sykel's eyes.
"My dear prey, I have yet to show you the power of my darkness. I will fight to my full extent when need be." he suddenly threw out an evil aura and washed the darkness away, taking them back to the old cathedral.
"Now then...." he struck the ground with DeathLace, sending out a dark shockwave. He grinned, still dressed up nicely. His trenchcoat, although a bit big, never hindered his mobility. He grinned as he stood up sheathing DeathLace to its respectful place on his back and began to draw energy from the shadows. He burst toward Romku in a rush of inhuman speed and before his opponet could use his weapon he sent a searing fist of darkness into Romku's chest. He vanished from the side and came down from above, planting his foot in the Spiriter's upper back. He then vanished in a dark ball and appeared on top of the cathedral, both legs equally apart, motioning for Romku to continue.
"You shall soon experience death, but until then, let us continue..." Sykel said, waiting for him to unleash his rage on the vampire.
((Lol damnit, thats what I like, you always putting me in the what if position! lol *slaps his hands together* Alright lets gogo))
Sykel watched on as Romku called forth the Fire spirit and shot out his Santo Slash. He watched on with little emotion, and right at the last second he threw forth his right hand and blasted a dark barrier to stop it. A careless move, as it was a bit to late. The supprisingly powerfull move went past the shield and he began to feel the warmth of the beams on his hand.
Suddenly he shot his left hand forward in a jolt of pain and dissapated the field and the Slash. He looked at his right hand and made a note of the bloody palm he now had. He looked up at Romku and shot him a sly grin.
"Wow, that was a bit close, too bad I had only underestimated your powers. Come, now attack me again." Sykel said non chalantly, standing there with his hands open and his legs bent a bit. A drop of blood fell from his hand and landed on the dead soil. He looked at his hand and licked a bit of the blood off.
"You got me good, lets see, what else can we do?" he grinned and waited for the warrior to make his next move.
Romku glanced onward as he saw the drips of blood falling from Sykel's hand.
"Sykel, you are truly a great warrior. You withstanded one of my greatest spirit moves!"
As Romku was talking, a ghost image of the fire spirit left Romku's body. It was Takon, the mighty fire spirit with the thirst for challenges.
"Romku, sorry to interupt, but I have a new fire move for you."
"Will it work?"
"Better than the Santo Slash did!"
"Ok."
The spirit gave his knowledge about the new move to Romku and rejoined his body.
"Time to rip it up, Sykel! Flameshaker!"
Romku started to gather fire energy. Romku was glowing with the new found fire energy, like he turned into a super fire spirit. When Romku was finished gathering fire energy, he punched the ground, making a earthquake. Flames erupted from the ground in a beam pattern and headed towards Sykel. Would the flames light the vampire on his last blaze?
Sykel watched the flames make their way towards him, he sighed sadly and dissappeared, and let them pass him by. Suddenly the ground burst open under him and flames went up all around him. He let out a shocked sound and was engulfed. The flames danced upright for a good minute then suddenly, he leaped right through them and landed infront of Romku.
"Nice.....shot....." he said out of breath, his Barrier had been destroyed right when he threw it up, and he had minor burns on his pale arms. He stood up straight and brushed himself off, then gave the trenchcoat a disgusted look. He threw it off and stood there with his slightly built muscles showing. To anyone other than Romku he looked like a puny kid.
"Now, I have some movement. Shall we up this little child's game?" Sykel grinned and suddenly shot his eyes wide open, getting into a horsestance and emmiting a dark aura. He shot a grin towards Romku and suddenly sent out a dark wave, which put the whole field into total darkness for 5 seconds. Just as it became light again Sykel's fist had connected with Romku's lower jaw, sending him back a few steps. Suddenly Sykel flip kicked forward, bringing his foot into the bottom of Romku's jaw. He spun elegantly in the air and planted the sole of his foot in the brave warrior's face, sending him into a spiral. Before Romku hit, Sykle put the palms of his hands together and began to gather dark energy.
"Dark Corruption!!!" He shouted out, sending out three Demi blasts, throwing Romku farther from him, he then let a huge energy ball of darkness ripping through the ground towards his stunned opponent. A huge blast followed on contact and Sykel lowered his hands, taking a few deep breaths then standing up straight.
"Not even close to my reserve power Romku! You better not be dead...." he stated as he drew DeathLace and stood tall, waiting for the smoke to clear.
((Damnm, I love thi post. I don't know why I love using him now. I made him so he could do moves like that and not be spent like Gohan used to do when he was a kid lol. ))
A crater was on the ground in front of the powerful vampire. When the smoke cleared, Romku was seen. Romku was slightly injured, his fighting suit tore up a bit, and a few bruises on his arms. Romku breathed hard as he looked towards Sykel.
"Sykel.....nice move....I know you want.....to turn up the heat, so I will as well. I.....am not.....out of.....the game yet!"
Romku got up and transformed back to his normal self. Romku brushed off his pants a little and started to conjure up an idea.
"Sykel, I know you are a fast fighter, so I'll get my speed up as well. Lightning Spirit, grant me your power! Boltchaka, come to me as well!"
Romku's hair started to spark with energy. His hair turned yellow, his clothes turned light orange, and Romku was surrounded by a yellow aura. Then, lighting struck the ground, and then appeared Boltchaka, a mystical fighting pole, but it had a hidden secret. Romku grabbed Boltchaka, gathered lighting energy, and attacked Sykel. Romku punched Sykel rapidly in the stomach, then he punched his face just as fast, and then punched Sykel into the air. Sykel was happy because Romku was going faster so he could become a better challenge. Romku flew upward towards the airborn Sykel. Romku did a moonsault kick that planted his foot into Sykel's jaw, sending him upward again. Romku flew up towards him again. When he finally reached him, he did a hammer punch on Sykel's face, sending Sykel to the ground like a comet. What would Sykel do?
Sykel grunted as the repeated blows made contact with his body, and he was soon hurtling towards the ground. 20 feet before he hit, he spun and landed on one foot, looking straight up at Romku.
"Nice shot, now, let me show you how to be a real speed demon!" Sykle spit out some blood and spun around once, then thrust his fists forward. A dark force of wind blew through the arena, and suddenly Sykle leaped right into the air, disappearing and reappearing at different places. He didn't even up his speed, he just kept Romku guessing. Suddenly he appeard about 45 degrees above Romku, and trew a demi blast, knocking Romku back. He appeared behind Romku and thrust his foot out into the young man's back.
"Dark Vortex!" Sykel shouted as he spun off of Romku, throwing a blast of dark energy that soon turned into a series of howling winds that held him in place. Darkness lashed out in a physical form, cutting into the rough skin of this formibal opponet. Sykel slashed his hand in the air, cutting through the gales and hitting Romku out of the air. He dissappeared and waited for him to fall near him on ground level, muttering something in another tounge. Right before Romku hit he was blown back up into the air with a tearing force and Sykle launched off the ground, grabbing for his leg.
"Gotcha kiddie...." Sykel said with a grin but was booted in the face, making a slow decent of his own to the ground. He landed and spit up some more blood, a bit irritated.
"Little punk ass....oh well, death will walk today." he said in a bit of excitement.
