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Post by wannabeholy on Oct 12, 2006 17:08:31 GMT -8
[glow=gray,4,300]The master of the light arts continued to billow the stacks of gray plant shavings into the air from his gleaming black pipe. He chuchkled a bit once more and then clasped his hands together round bout the top of his staff. Slowly a silver circle began to form infront of him, etching into and searing the wood. Abrubtly the white wizard struck down upon the floor and vanished into a whisper of the wind...gradually from the glowing circle a figure began to form...[/glow]
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Post by stefjenova on Oct 12, 2006 17:29:09 GMT -8
Ignoring the met that thought it knew magic, Stefjenova instead focused his attention on the strange circle in the ground, waiting to see what figure it would form...
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Post by wannabeholy on Oct 14, 2006 22:04:04 GMT -8
[glow=gray,4,300]slowly a clean cut figure could be made out from the glimmer of the smog surrounding him. The figure was wearing a tight jet black ninja style jump suit acented with various glowing lustering silver peices that seemed to serve as forms of body armor. The warrior wore a mask of similar make as his body suit with eye holes revealing the strangers carrribean baby blue eyes. The head cover had an opening upon its top where the wearers gleaming silver hair drapped over his head. In the strangers left hand was a katana of silver and gold composition and in his right he held a small staff made of a white mythril. The figure began to speak in a somewhat deep yet warm and kind voice.
? ? ?: Greetings my dear friend...is all well with you?[/glow][/size]
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Post by wannabeholy on Oct 18, 2006 12:43:42 GMT -8
(OOC: YES!!! I GOT THE LAST POST IN THIS THREAD!!! OH OH OH!!! >.>;;; No one heard that...<.<......NO ONE....>.<)
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Post by stefjenova on Oct 23, 2006 13:17:09 GMT -8
"All is indeed well with me... Except that I was the Winter Wizard long before you obtained your title... I wish to duel, to prove that I am the true wizard of the MegaMan Melee."
From behind the stranger a sound of something freezing over could be heard.
"Art thou ready to begin?"
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Post by wannabeholy on Oct 23, 2006 13:32:43 GMT -8
[glow=gray,4,300]the White Wizard brought up his staff and sword and held them out in front of him with both hands clutching both the blade and the wooden stick. The swords blade faced down and made a odd silvery shimmer in the present moon light. The figures eye's focused on Stef as they began to heat up, glowing a bright light neon Caribbean blue. A smile can be made out under the sorcerers mask
I was born ready.[/glow]
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Post by stefjenova on Oct 31, 2006 17:57:00 GMT -8
"Ah, a typically overabused catchphrase. What next, shall I make your day?"
Pressing his hands into fists and pushing the thumb-sides together, an icy glow began to surround his hands, lengthing into a pulsating blue ray. When his fists separated, so did the ray, leaving Stefjenova holding the hilts to a pair of icy blades!
From behind Wannabeholy came the sharp ZING of a sword coming free from its binding sheath, followed by the CLANG! of a spearhead setting to the ground as two ice copies of Stefjenova stepped forward to join him in battle!
"Sorry for calling in the cavalry, but I can't afford to lose."
(OOC: Here ya go! =P)
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Post by wannabeholy on Nov 2, 2006 15:47:38 GMT -8
(OOC: My apologies for the long wait in posting......this is not a cop out.....this is the state of the current "white wizard"......If he can be called that anymore.....)
No apology tis needed, tis understand and I plan to bring out my own cavalry!
The wizard held his rod high in the air while unsheathing a blazin white blade of pure light energy. The magician muttered a few words under his breath as he lifted the rod up with his eyes shut tightly. A white circle began to form infront of him on the ground. Abrubtly the sorcerers eyes shot open with bulging eyes.....a look of shock and pain struck the light wizard's features an a gasp of suprise escaped his mouth. Slowly those carribean blue eyes turned to a deep red....a corrosive dark blood red. The wizards staff and sword fell to the ground with a -clank- as the far away stare continued. The light warriors body began to shake when he was suddenly frust to the floor on his back by an invisible force, dark lightning rushed out and poured its corrosive powers upon his body. The wizard screamed in his absolute pain.....the pain of ones soul being slowly dissolved in a potent acid. The wizard looked up with a horrified face at his opponent the winter wizard, his eyes were turning an even deeper and darker red, the began to seem to suck in the light of the area as they looked from side to side. Slashes appeared across the warriors combat suit with blood, ever crimson blood dripping from them. The wizard screams out in agony and shouts to his rival and friend with a voice of torment and deep regret.
RRRUUUUNNNN!!!! FLY YOU FOOL!!!!I--I can't.....Hold....up much longer....RUN!!!! GGGGAAAHHHHHH!!!!
a black orb hovered above the wizard...it gleamed oddly in the light of the area as it began to expand and engulf the swordsman, encompassing him in an aura of utter darkness. A deep darkness flung out about the area preventing anyone to so much as see his hand infront of him as a smog was emmited into the area. Slowly a tatered and dark figure emerged walking from the corrupted area, the figures appearence was vauge so that you could not make out much of his features...all one saw was a blood red blade and a gleaming black staff....
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