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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 2, 2011 9:10:08 GMT -8
Type: Single Judge (Still Needed) Posts: 2 intro posts each, 7 battle posts each Story Version: Off Version Bonus Points: Off Version Match: 1 Setting: A large flat field, with little in the way of structures or signs of civilization. The ground is slick with a coating of freshly fallen rain.
Dice roll to determine first poster.
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 9:12:50 GMT -8
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 10:44:32 GMT -8
Crusader.EXE had heard of this one. This...Force. It was a straightforward name, one that signified strength of arms, brutal and unrestrained. Still, ever on his quest to vanquish evil, Crusader had to be sure of this one's...intentions. If he was not tainted by the DarkChips, it was probably for the best that he still put the fear into him in order to dissuade this Navi from such actions. The Dark Chips...an abomination!
Crusader looked across the plain, an odd sense of calm coming over him, despite him holding his shield and sword at the ready. The calm wind swept across the plain, almost like a blanket on a child before bed, comforting, protective. Crusader shook his head, dispelling the reverie for the moment as he directed his gaze towards his opponent.
"I am a messenger of the Light. My quest is of holy and divine edict. I seek the destruction of the DarkChips and their users, so come clean; Are you one of those that I seek?"
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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 2, 2011 19:28:48 GMT -8
After regaining data integrity an indeterminate amount of time after his battle with Xyz, it was easy to see the bulky navi was in a foul mood. Force had spent most of the day thus far blundering around the woods looking for the exit. He'd finally found it in the form of a small dirt path.
Following said path had lead him to his current location, staring at a navi in armor so thick that tanks must have felt he was overdoing it.
The armored navi spoke about some dark chips and divine quests and the like. None of which rang any bells to him.
"Can't say I know what you're talking about, friend." Force replied simply. "You wouldn't happen to know the way to......anywhere, would you?"
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 19:36:27 GMT -8
Crusader's irritation flared in his heart. He tilted his head to the side, as if stretching his neck muscles, his head twitching visibly at what he thought was somekind of slight. "Do not feign ignorance with me. Rumors of the DarkChips are circulating everywhere, and it is my goal to destroy such foul devices," He said, widening his stance and holding up his shield in a defensive pattern, his sword at the ready. "But to answer your question, yes. The way out of this particular section is directly behind me, along this path, but you will have to fight against me in order to transcend it's route. The only way to prove to me your purity is through actions, not words. Have at you!" He declared, pointing his sword at Force.
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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 2, 2011 19:47:03 GMT -8
Again this stranger spoke of dark chips. Nothing in Forces memory sounded like something he could describe as a dark chip. Actually...
Force frowned, recalling his first battle with Xyzillientz. The snake HAD used a pitch black battle chip. Maybe this is what the armored one was speaking of. Force opened his mouth to speak when the walking tank spoke again. Of the path to civilization.....and of battle.
Forces hands balled into fists, a smirk crossing his face. "Then we fight!" Force shouted as he broke into a dash. "TELL ME! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 19:55:00 GMT -8
"I am the Crusader! My task is an eternal one, but one borne heartily upon my shoulders! Let us see if you can withstand my test!" He yelled before charging towards Force, his sword held deftly in the Crusader's hand. A mighty battle roar emitted from Crusader's lips as he lashed out with his blade not once, but thrice, attempting to weigh his opponent's reflexes while reinforcing his blows with the threat of pain. The first two attacks were aimed square at his opponent's seemingly unprotected chest, while the third attack was more focused, moving for the eyes of his opponent! EDIT: Battle Music!
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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 2, 2011 20:18:21 GMT -8
The blade came around faster than Force had anticipated. A common occurrence of late. The first strike hit home on his chest, halting his charge rather abruptly. The sword whipped around a second time, creating an equally devastating wound on Forces leg.
The brawny navi dropped to a knee in surprise and pain. He pondered previous battles that had opened this way before looking up.
Much to his surprise, the sword came around AGAIN. Force threw an arm in front of himself, blue saucer of energy springing up in front of him. The blade came to a halt against Forces shield, allowing the navi to spring upwards.
Considering some recent advise, rather than rushing in like an idiot, he simply stepped in, bringing his left arm up in an arc that would land on the armored navigators chin if he didn't do something about it.
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 20:27:14 GMT -8
The enemy was quick despite his large form, Crusader had to admit. Even though most of his attacks had struck home, the enemy was able to shrug off the pain, maneuver inside Crusader's reach, and come in for the attack. Crusader moved his torso to the side, which was really the only plausible defense he could against such an attack, the blow passing his head by a mere margin, which gave the Crusader a hint at this one's strength and speed. He was certainly powerful, but was he a user of the dreaded DarkChips? That remained to be seen...
So close to his opponent, Crusader used the momentum of his earlier dodge in order to move his shield into the side of the enemy for a vicious, bludgeoning attack, more to push the enemy back away from him at this vulnerable spot. He then followed up with another attack from his sword, the blow flowing in a wide arc, before bringing it back around in a vicious backswing, hoping to sear past this opponent's mighty endurance and stamina!
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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 2, 2011 20:53:57 GMT -8
The shield came around so fast Force was sure it would take his head off, even as he started to move. Forces shield re-appeared as he swung his arm, just fast enough to slam into the knights oncoming shield.
They tested arm strength for a moment, Neither one truly getting an edge over the other as sparks danced between the two protective items. Crusaders other hand rose up suddenly, force realizing he'd made himself open to that blade as it darted towards him.
His eyes shut tightly as it dug into his flesh. That twisted semi screaming look of pain crawled onto his face as the blade flashed a second time. Forces eyes snapped back open however, teeth attempting to bite down on something that wasn't there. His free hand surged forth, balled tightly in a form of attack known as a straight punch.
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 21:04:21 GMT -8
The attack came suddenly, just shortly after his own attacks had landed, catching Crusader by surprise. The punch landed squarely against his face, his armored helmet absorbing some of the blow, but his teeth continued to grind in pain, his eyes closed shut as the blow connected. Crusader moved with the blow as best as he could, his balance impaired for a split moment before he hurled himself at his foe again. Crusader swung his blade at his opponent again, hoping to find purchase or at least force his opponent off balance. He then reversed the swing, hoping to catch his opponent in another guard or dodge, before pushing his body into his opponent, attempting to force his blade right through his opponent's vulnerable chest!
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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 2, 2011 21:49:46 GMT -8
More blood as that blade flew around, a silver flash darting in and out of Forces vision as Crusader swung it. The first blow rang home, cleaving a larger wound in Forces torso. This one forcing him to his knees. Crusader moved to follow, Force moving as well. The blue disc of energy that was his shield flashed around his bracer one final time. Just long enough to stop the strike before vanishing with the sound of a power source giving out.
Force was unable to look away as that blade moved in an arc of some sort before diving straight at him. His hands gripped at the grass, eyes narrowing. Pain assaulted his senses as Force made himself move, rolling away from the sword in time to avoid being stabbed.
As the others sword sunk into the ground Force climbed to his feet, drawing upon every ounce of strength he could muster. A blue tinge outlined Force as he broke into a mad dash. One of his hands stretched toward Crusader, preparing to close around his throat if the armored navi was slow enough to let him catch him.
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 2, 2011 22:29:23 GMT -8
When his attack hit nothing but dirt, Crusader immediately knew what was coming. He was out of position now, completely off-balance and out in the open for his opponent's counter-attack! As he turned to face his opponent, managing to pull his blade out of the ground, his opponent was already upon him, the warrior's large hand grasping around his neck, keeping air from entering his lungs. He was then slammed into the ground, a resounding shock that pushed the breath from his lungs and caused his head to swirl in disorientation. As such, the only thing he could do in this situation was the only option he took.
He fought.
Crusader swung his blade in a retaliatory strike, hoping to grievously wound his opponent so he could at least attempt to breath. He then swung it again, this time at his enemy's legs, hoping to force his opponent to the ground, so that Crusader, at least, would have a chance to get back to his feet again.
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Post by jsrvolt on Jul 3, 2011 9:18:04 GMT -8
Crusader seemed a competent opponent indeed. No matter how much Force seemed to throw him around, nothing stopped him from retaliating. He respected that.
The blade moved again, Force not intending to get caught by surprise again. He jumped back, the first strike missing him as he moved. The second strike was far faster, however. Force watching that blade dig into his knee JUST before he was too far away for it to strike.
When he landed he was again on his knee.
"You can scrap with the best of them. I'll give you that." Force partly grunted as he attempted to stand. The damage he was taking was beginning to take effect. He fell to his knee once more before putting his back into it, getting up with a small semblance of speed. The blue tinge came back as Force waited for the next attack...
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Post by darkknightcuron on Jul 3, 2011 13:54:14 GMT -8
"And the same respect is reciprocated," Crusader said between gasps for air, an odd hint of understanding filling his voice. So far, this individual had expressed none of the tendencies of DarkChip users, but the battle was still in full-swing. Maybe his opponent had something up his sleeve...
Regardless, Crusader managed to get to his feet, breathing heavily from the exertion. Various pains and sores expressed themselves across his body, but he shook his head to try and shake the pain away. He then raised his blade at the ready, bringing his shield in front of him in a defensive stance, but he at least gave his opponent time to recover and come at him again. However, it was obvious by Crusader's stance that this fight wasn't over yet!
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