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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 26, 2013 12:08:31 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 452 TAGS Crystal NOTES
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;]MY DISLIKE FOR YOU, IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea frowned when Kiana moved her head to the right, dodging her punch. That surprised her, but then again, she knew this bitch could more than handle herself, nevertheless, she needed to be cautious, who knew what the girl had up her sleeve. She was not surprised when Kiana made for a counter attack, picking up her plate and launching it at her face. She back stepped as planned and batted the dish to one side, smashing it in process.
However, she narrowed her eyes seeing Kiana rise from her chair, springing straight in to a kick with her right leg, sending the foot in to her abdomen. She deftly side stepped the attack, allowing part of the boot to lightly graze her side - Though Rhea had not anticipated the boots to contain fourteen inch blades that wear rigged to launch out and pierce their target. She winced a little, stepping back and inspecting her wound. She also took the fourteen inch blade with her, yanking it out of the shoe. Sneaky little bitch. |
[/color] She inspected the wound, the fourteen inch blade had imbedded itself in her side. It was nothing to fatal, it had pierced the very edge of her right lumber region of her abdomen. Sure it would hurt, but not so serious. With a snarl, she yanked the blade out of her and launched it back at Kiana before closing the distance. She decided to stay cautious, she had a feeling those gloves were rigged in a similar fashion as her boots had been. She set off with a serious of punches, she wanted to test the bitches reflexes, defensive capabilities and her speed. The boot to the abdomen had caught her of guard sure, and she would be hard pressed to let that happen again. After six punches she preformed a 360 degree round house kick to the bitches face before putting some distance between them. She also noticed a small crowd had gathered and she was intent on giving them a show. She heard one of them threaten to call the police, either way, Rhea wanted to wrap this up quickly, she had no desire to be caught by the police, not that they would be able to though. "Get your ass up, cunt! You think I am done with you? Bitch, I am just getting started and you better hope I do not win, because when I do, I am going to violate you." She chuckled and beckoned the bitch to come at her. She had only her signet ring and her arsenal of self defense/martial arts moves to win this bout. It would be interesting with out her grenades, guns and her Katana. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass]
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 26, 2013 21:07:17 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
Crystal step a few feet back after of her kick to the female's abdomen connected. Smirking on the inside, it felt good to finally get the evil bitch. For most of the day she has sat and allow her to put her hands on her and try to use the intimidation method. Of course it did not work, Crystal was a woman who feared nothing. Especially not a disrespectful bitch who weared to much eye make up, no. All the female manage to do was piss Crystal the fuck off, and now she had to pay for it.
Watching her remove the blade from her side, her gaze narrowed as the female launch it back at Crystal. Reacting quickly, she brought back her right shoulder and used her left hand to grab the blade. As she did this, her gaze turned towards the female, who was now charging at her with a seires of punches. Not able to react fast enough, the first three manage to connect, which sent her head moving left to right and her body to stumble back. Raising her arms, shemanage to block the last few as she ignored the soreness of her jaw. Once the onslaught of punches cease, her gaze peak through her arms as she saw the female turn to deliver a round-house kick.
Dropping down, her head quickly duck as the female's kick flied over-head. Raising back up, she took the blade she and attempted to pierce the back of the female's thigh. Even if it did not work, she did not care, she would follow through with a toe kick to the back of the female's spine. "Man you rug muchers are worst than men. Is it really hard for you to go and actually get some from a actual rug muncher. Or are you so hideous that they run off at the sight of your disgusting face? The heavy eye make-up isn't helping you know, makes you look like a two dollor hooker, though you probably are. You do smell like shit and trash."
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 30, 2013 12:28:56 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 503 TAGS Crystal NOTES
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;]MY DISLIKE FOR YOU, IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea felt a sharp pain from her thigh as she preformed the 360 degree round house kick. Her instincts kicking in, she preformed two hand springs to get away, narrowly avoiding the toe punt to her vulnerable spine. Stopping gracefully on her feet several of feet from Kiana. She grinned, it truly felt good to whack the bitch in the face, and all in all, Rhea was surprised she was not at least on the brink of unconsciousness. She was never to brag about her own abilities, but Rhea knew, she packed one hell of a punch.
She took in what Kiana said, finding it somewhat humorous that she was now resorting to cheap insults. Not that any of these had any real effect on Rhea, she was not insecure and knew herself to be rather attractive, the eye shadow merely accentuating her eyes. Even so, to be so rudely insulted and do nothing about it would be a dishonor to myself, my, my, Kiana, seems you really want to be violated. |
[/color] She thought with a devilish grin. She stood up, no longer in the bent knee position from landing the last hand spring. She briefly ran both eyes over the wound on the back of her thigh. Nothing serious, throbbing pain I can deal with.[/color] Narrowing her eyes, she was about to launch one her own techniques but held off at the last second. While she wanted to really hurt this bitch, a sudden spike in her spiritual pressure from the usage of her powers would attract a lot of unwanted attention. That would do no good, especially if other Consecro members appeared. Time to finish this and have wee little ride on her.[/color] "You will soon learn, that to insult me, is a very bad thing to do, and when I win and no matter how loud you scream, no one is going to stop me from ramming two fingers up your cunt." As soon as she finished, she rushed Kiana again, though this time forgoing the punches and kicks and instead rugby tackling her throw the window of the restaurant - SMASH! - They both ended on the rather sleek and comfy carpet of the restaurants interior, Rhea quickly rolled on top. She saddled the girl, using one hand to pin both of Kiana's above her head by the wrists, her grip like a vice. The other hand delivered four punches to Kiana's face, hoping to daze her momentarily. Grinning, she leaned in close, "I usually do not like to wait, but I want to savor the moment." With that her free hand traveled down to the hem of her shirt, slipping under and feeling Kiana's smooth yet toned abdomen. Her hand continued until she reached her right breast. She moved the bra out of the way and began kneading her breast and roughly playing with the nipple. She had to admit, violating Kiana in front of the now large crowd was a total turn off, but she could careless. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass]
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Aug 30, 2013 23:09:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
Crystal crack a smirk as she pierce the thigh of Rhea. The smirk soon faded when she manage to dodge her kick, stepping a few feet back, her gaze narrowed for a moment as she saw the female manage to do a few hand-springs back. Cracking her neck, she kept on the defensive while glancing over to the crowd of people who has yet to call the police. Looking back to the female, she question if the female was going to make a move or not. Still feeling a soreness in her cheeks, she manage to ignore it.
From what she could tell, the female was stronger than Crystal. But luckily her strength did not greatly exceed that of Crystal's. In fact, she knew there was only a slight difference in strength between them, same with speed. If the female expected Crystal to go down easy, the bitch had something else coming for her. "You have to be the dumbest rapist I have ever met. Who in the hell confesses in front of so many people that they are going to rape someone? Who in the hell would rape someone in public period? I'm guessing you have done this before, maybe after i beat your ass they can lock your crazy ass up. So then you could be violated." she spoke out loud and the people were intruiged and disgusted by what they heard.
Sighing, she look at the area around her for a moment before she turned back. Seeing a moving rhea, she quickly step back and raised her fist before her. She was prepared for a barrage of punches once again, but was surprised by a tackle instead. Being shoved into the window behind her, her clothing was torn by the glass and a cut formed along her right bicep and left thigh. Falling onto the ground, her head slightly bounce back onto the ground as she let out a slight wince in pain. Feeling her hands be held by the wrist above her, she jerk around a bit before she felt four punches connect to her face. Dazed a bit, her gaze blurred a bit as she look in every direction for a moment. Taking a bit of time to recover, she would soon snap out of it when she felt her breast being touch by the female.
"Get your hands off of me, you disgusting bitch!" she yelled out as she began to move around left to right. Trying to jerk her hands from the chicks vice like grip, she panted a bit as she never been so digusted or pissed in her life. Being quite flexible, she activated the blades in her other boot as she raised her foot to send a kick to the female's head or neck. If it work out well, the blades along the boot would pierce or scratch her neck or back. "Get OFF!"
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Aug 31, 2013 13:12:40 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 394 TAGS Crystal NOTES HAN: 10 REI: 15 HAK: 12 SEI: 12 BUK: 15 HOH: 12 | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;]MY DISLIKE FOR YOU, IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea laughed and continued to fondle with Kiana's right breast, ignoring the crowd who seemed to be in some state of shock. I mean, it is not every day you see some one get rugby tackled through a window and molested. Still, Rhea was alert, while she was having fun, she knew Kiana was crafty, tough and not to mention fierce. She heard the slight, almost inaudible sound of something activating and on instinct ducted down, in the process head butting Kiana and holding in a gasp of pain.
Fucking crafty little cunt, almost killed me. |
[/color] And it was true, the flexibility that Kiana processed was impressive, the two fourteen inch blades had scarped there way up the back of her neck. Nothing fatal, though came close to being fatal. This fact enraged Rhea, she had not expected Kiana to have damaged her so much, so she decided she was going to return the favor. With a snarl she removed the hand fondling Kiana's right breast and from underneath her shirt. She then reached behind her with break neck speed, grabbing both off the fourteen inch blades with her hand. Ignoring the pain as she yanked them forcefully out of her boot. With both blades in her hand, she brought the blades down and stab them both through Kiana's wrist, sending most of the blade through the wrist itself and into the carpet. With the same hand, she twisted the ends that she currently had clutched, her hand now mattered in blood and deep cuts. Now with both hands free, she was about to dish out some pain. "You will pay for that you little runt!" She started to throw a combination of five punches and her full strength,she wanted Kaina busted and bruised, hell she would be happy if she ended up leaving her with permanent damage. This little bitch was nothing, though she had managed to get the better of Rhea several times during this fight. That fact alone annoyed her to no end. She was no longer obsessed with molesting this Fullbringer, no, instead she wanted to hurt her. She was so focused on dishing out some pain to Kiana that she failed to acknowledge the presences of another spiritual being on the scene. She made for one last haye-maker of a punch, aiming to knock the fucking bitch out. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass]
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Sept 6, 2013 0:00:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣When Gray felt the clash of two Reiatsus nearby, he snapped out of his daze. He was half-inclined to ignore it this time. He was tired, like usual; he needed to stop running in on every single abnormality he found. Every time, he seemed to either get involved with weird shit, get his ass kicked, or both. But a few seconds later, Gray realized that he couldn't ignore this one. There was something familiar about one of the Reiatsu points. Crystal was fighting someone, and this someone was more powerful than her, by the feel of it.
Oh, man... The clash was surprisingly close. Gray was pretty sure that Crystal would get pissed off if he helped her, but he wasn't even planning to unless things got really dicey. He would just go and check things out for now; if she seemed okay, Gray would stay out of it. But somehow, he figured he would end up getting involved either way. He wasn't one to stand by and let a friend fight alone.
It only took Gray a couple minutes to get to the restaurant. There was a crowd in front of it; this was definitely the place. Not slowing down, Gray started to push through the crowd to see what was going on. He didn't bother apologizing to anyone. If these dumb bastards were just going to stand around and watch this happen, they deserved to get pushed around a little. Just as Gray made it to the fence, there was the sound of shattering glass. Something - or someone - had gone through the window. "Crystal!!" he yelled. He didn't get a response. Gray had to go in there now.
Ignoring the onlookers, Gray jumped the fence and then followed the two combatants through the broken window, gritting his teeth as the broken glass pierced his palm. In that instant, he realized a perfect opportunity. Now that he was bleeding, he had access to weapons harder than steel. The blood that dripped from Gray's right hand froze and formed into a small sword. He wasn't willing to make anything more than that just yet; he didn't want to kill himself.
Only meters away, Crystal was on the ground, while another woman was punching her. Not wasting any time, Gray threw the sword towards the assailant. If everything went well, it would sail above Crystal and pierce the other woman's right shoulder, hopefully causing her to fall back. After that, Gray ran to stand in front of Crystal. He had no other visible weapons on his person, but he could make one if he needed to. "I don't know what this is about, and I don't really care. But by the looks of it, you just beat the hell out of my friend over there," Gray said, his eyes darkening as his lax expression turned to a glare. "You're gonna pay."
Gray raised both of his arms; his right reaching out, while his left stayed back as if he were hoisting something large on his shoulder. Frosty white mist formed in the air there, crafting a large cannon made of ice right in his hands. It was easily longer than Gray was tall, but he still held it as if it weighed nothing. Not hesitating for even a second, he pointed the cannon at Rhea and fired. A cannonball made of ice flew towards her, and whether it hit it's mark or something else, it would explode, covering the surrounding area in a freezing blast. Now that Gray was serious, the place was probably going to be destroyed, but he wasn't thinking about that. Right now, he just needed to drive Crystal's attacker off, and teach her a lesson while he was at it. ◣ | ◣TAGGED: Crystal, Rhea ◣WORDS: 620 ◣NOTES: xxx
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Sept 10, 2013 9:51:57 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/df7r7p.jpg][atrb=width,525][atrb=height,97] Cellar Door This famous linguist once said that of all the phrases in the English language, of all the endless combinations of words in all of history, that Cellar Door is the most beautiful. | [atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/gnrENZ0.png]
She hiss as the female duck and ended up head-butting her. Wincing in pain, Crystal look to the side for a moment as she was slightly dazed from the hit. It seems she did not havethe element of surprise anymore, the female still manage to evade her last ditch effort of a attack. She really did not want to release her fullbring in public, but the chick was definitely forcing her hand. Looking back towards the female, her eyes slightly widen as the female yank the blades from her boot. Squirming left to right, she couldn't manage to break free from the female's next attack. She did manage to move well enough for her arms to slightly move a few centimeters. This caused the blades to pierce her forearms instead of her wrist.
"BITCH!" she screamed out in pain as her blood began to slip pass the blades and onto her arms and carpet. She now had no choice, she had to activate her fullbringer now. "Blac..." just as she was mouthing the name, she felt a fist collide to her right cheek. This sent her face towards the left as another fist came down and sent her face to the right. This process repeated three more times as the female's hand raised for a finishing blow. Luckily for Crystal, Gray had arrived at that moment. Though dazed, Crystal knew that reiatsu from anywhere, and she had never been so happy to have the brat here. The female had most definitely got the better of Crystal, look at her. Her cheeks were red and sore, she had blades plunged through her forearms, and a welt was forming on her forehead.
Rather Rhea evaded his attack or not, she was not going to continue keeping Crystal pinned. His distraction came just in time for her to make a move. "Black Lightning!" she yelled out as blacklightning surged around her body. If the female was still on top of Crystal, she should prepare for a surge of electricity to go through her body. Not waiting, Crystal used her strength to will her arms upward. Slowly her arms slid along the blades that pierce her wrist until she was free. Grabbing one of the blades, she rip it from the carpet and raised to pierce it at the female's right breast. Once this was done, she squirmed her lower half from under the female and raised her legs over her head to roll backwards and away from the female.
Now on a knee, she look to her forearms, which was still releasing blood. Taking the other blade from the carpet, she quickly made way to the crowd of people and asked for a lighter. Once she got this, she force herself to ignore the pain and her dizzyness to steralizethe tip of the blade and make it hotter. Once it was, she place the tip to one of the puncture wounds to close up the wound. Wincing in pain, she struggled through it as she repeated this with the other four puncture wounds. "Son of a bitch!" she stated as she drop the blade and pace towards Gray. "Thanks..." she muttered as she look to see the other female's condition.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Sept 14, 2013 14:38:29 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 675 TAGS Crystal, Gray NOTES HAN: 10 REI: 15 HAK: 12 SEI: 12 BUK: 15 HOH: 12 | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;]MY DISLIKE FOR YOU, IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Just as Rhea was about to throw the hay-maker punch a sharp pain erupted in her right shoulder. She immediately gritted her teeth to bite down the pain. More out of defense than anything else, she rolled off Kiana quickly and jumped to her feet. She found herself lucky, it seemed Kiana had decided to activate her own power, 'Black Lightning'. In the same motion she pivoted on her heel, turning to see who dared to throw the projectile at her. She relaxed when she noticed the 'child' running to wards Kiana. Seems you got lucky Kiana... Now to deal with this whelp, why settle with one, when you can so easily beat another. |
[/color] She also decided to briefly inspect her wound, the small sword made of ice had managed to pierce all the way through. It hurt, more than her other injuries but she would be damned to let it show on her face. It was still bearable after all and for that reason she yanked it out, gritting her teeth again to bite the pain back and discarded it on the floor. She studied him briefly, finding nothing remarkable or special about him. Judging by his spiritual pressure, he was just you typical Fullbringer cunt. She noticed now that the boy was talking, she payed no attention to it, she could careless of what he thought. Instead she landed a rather menacing glare. She was pissed about the cheap shot and she would be damned to let him walk away, or rather score another one. She noticed Kiana rush off into the crowd, the wounds the blades had caused obvious enough. She was surprised that there were no sirens, but then again, why ruin the show prematurely, with another combatant, things should get more interesting. She turned her attention back to this newcomer as he told her that she was 'going to pay'. The newcomer seemed to be doing something, not that it looked interesting. Both his arms were raised, his right reaching out while his left staying back as if he was hoisting something large on his shoulder. Frosty white mist formed in the air there, crafting a large cannon made of ice right in his hands. She sighed, totally unimpressed, he expected to defeat her with an Ice Cannon. Ice Cannon. This kid had no idea what he was about to get into. As soon as he pointed the Cannon at Rhea, she frowned but nonetheless stayed rooted to the spot. She noticed that the boy could effortlessly wield the Cannon, not that that would save him. As soon as he revealed his Ice power, he was doomed. She began a slow walk towards him, an air of confidence about her despite her injuries. She was also prepared for whatever projectile that came out of his cannon. She frowned, unimpressed at her own usage of sexual innuendo. Nonetheless, she abruptly sidestepped out of the Cannon balls path. She wondered what damage that cannonball would do, but for now, put that to one side and rushed the boy. She side stepped the cannon and using her superior speed, rushed past the boy, once she was behind him, she pivoted on her heel, her back now facing the window that had been smashed earlier. She was two feet behind him, even with her arm extended. Her right hand was pointed directly at the back of his head, "Burn Bitch. Eternal Flame. Not a second later a blast of flame erupted from her hand. The blast of flame reached a total length of sixty feet, a width of thirty five feet and a height of forty feet. She grinned, not bothered that the Restaurant was practically destroyed, the surrounding buildings at risk of catching fire from her technique. She could care less about the boy, she doubted he was getting back up from that, and as for Kiana, she hoped she was burnt to a crisp. With that, she turned, jumped out of the window and began a leisurely pace away from the scene. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass]
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Sept 16, 2013 0:46:08 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣As soon as the woman sidestepped his cannonball and ran past him, Gray turned his head, just in time to see her behind him with a hand pointed towards his face. If his experiences had taught him anything, this meant that she was about to use some kind of power. He wasn't going to wait around to find out. Pale green light flared around Gray's feet and he disappeared, only for flames to consume the area he had just been standing in.
The Fullbringer reappeared off to the far side of the blast, still shouldering the ice cannon. He was honestly surprised that he could move so far while carrying it; it wasn't exactly light. When he saw the flames and felt the heat from them, Gray donned a disbelieving expression. You've gotta be shittin' me. It seemed that his opponent used fire. Well, wasn't that just great. He had the best luck. He knew very well that ice didn't work out too well against fire. Gray could probably pull it off if the person was weaker than himself, but that obviously wasn't the case here. He could already feel that this woman had Reiatsu quite a bit higher than his own. Sure, Crystal was with him, but she was injured. And she wasn't the only one. The right sleeve of Gray's shirt had been burned away, revealing a mild burn on his shoulder. He was trying to not let it bother him. It wasn't serious, but it still hurt like hell. If he had used Bringer Light even a second later, things would have turned out a lot worse.
Soon enough, Crystal walked out of the crowd. He had no idea what she had been doing in there, but at least she hadn't been caught up in the blast. He didn't answer her immediately, more focused on the other woman, who was about to jump out the window he had come through earlier.. She didn't seem to think they would follow her. Had she just assumed that her blast would take them both out? Bitch. He turned so that the ice cannon was already pointed towards the woman's retreating form. Two more explosive cannon balls flew towards her, and Gray was knocked back a few feet by the recoil, before the cannon disintegrated. The the cannon balls hit anywhere near the woman, they would explode in a blast of freezing mist, not unlike nitrogen. Luckily, there was a wall separating them all from the crowd, so they wouldn't get frozen. But unless the woman had a way of getting a long distance from them in a second or two, it was likely that she would be frozen. ◣ | ◣TAGGED: Crystal, Rhea ◣WORDS: 446 ◣NOTES: xxx
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Sept 16, 2013 3:25:43 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #000000; border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px;,bTable][cs=2] midnight is crashing | I HAVE WRITTEN 0000 WORDS FOR TAGGED PEOPLE HERE. Now able to fight without having to deal with blood loss, Crystal turn her attention onto the fight. At the same time, she used force to get the crowd of people inside to rush outside with the rest of the crowd. "With these people no longer in the way, me and Gray should be able to handle the rug muncher." she stated in thought as she look to the counter next to her. Forming a smirk, she pick of a glass and quickly made way over to the battlefield.
When she arrived, Gray had just escape being burned to a crisp by the female. "Dammit, bitch activated her sigil power. And its fire, not good for Gray." she stated under her breath as the female rush through the window. Gray began to fire two more rounds from his canon ball, while Crystal rush over to the entrance. "Get out of here, idiot. The place is going to burn down." she stated as she rush out of the entrance door.
Raising theglass in her hand, she raised it in the air and flung it at the back of the other female's neck. Not waiting to see if it dealt any damage, she raised her palms and place them together. "Black Blitz!" she state d as black lightning began to charge in her palms. Seconds later she release a bolt of ightning towards the female's back, in hopes of incapacitating her. "Die, you stupid bitch.." she stated out loud in arush of anger. She instead focus on the blast, which was not fully charged, but at the half way mark. This meant it will deal a enough damage to the female and may even paralyze a body part.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Sept 16, 2013 18:31:12 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 625 TAGS Crystal, Gray NOTES HAN: 10 REI: 15 HAK: 12 SEI: 12 BUK: 15 HOH: 12 >Left Arm Paralyzed | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;]MY DISLIKE FOR YOU, IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea had made her way out of the window rather gracefully, acting as though everything the crowd had just witnessed her doing was perfectly okay and normal. Still, she could not give a flying shit what these ignorant fools thought and decided to focus on other things. She mentally ran over her own injuries, sure, she had come off more worse than anticipated, but then again, she was by no mean totally out of a fight. If anything, her adrenaline was masking the pain for the time being which she was somewhat grateful for. She had not even made her more than four steps from the glass when she sensed a spike in reiatsu. She frowned and pivoted, genuinely surprised to see two cannonballs of ice heading towards her. Tch. So he managed to survive that attack of mine? Seems he has luck on his side after all. |
[/color] She hardly had anytime to react, so she did the best thing she could, dropped into a crouched position letting them both sail of her head. Narrowly avoiding them, she frowned, still somewhat baffled at how the boy had survived. It was during this path of thought that she completely forgot about Kaina. She faintly heard 'Black Blitz' and was by no means ready for it. The best she could do was pivot a little on her heel, it was somewhat hard in her half crouch/ half standing position and was therefore not surprised when the attack hit right into her left side of her abdomen. She was launched back and hit the ground rather painful on her back, winded. It took her a few seconds to get her bearings, her world was briefly spinning rather crazily. Not to mention, being winded, she was practically gasping for air. When her world stopped spinning, she groggily got up, quickly realizing that her left arm was completely paralyzed. She sighed in a rather apathetic manner, not finding how the tables had turned the least bit amusing. Must be a side effect of Kiana's 'Black Blitz'...I am so going to kill that bitch and her friend.[/color] Now standing, she immediately winced, she looked down to where Black Blitz had impacted finding a rather nasty, deep and wide gash. That would make things difficult, if anything, however Rhea was not bothered nor worried, her fire power could cauterize it, and that is exactly what she did next. She summoned some flames, letting it engulf her right hand completely before pressing it to the wound, gritting her teeth from the sharp, burning pain. If anything, it would add to her already growing fury. With that done, she finally turned her attention to the two Fullbringers, a not to happy expression on her face. She began a slow walk towards them, it seemed that they honestly wanted a fight, and Rhea, ignoring her current condition would give it to them, or rather beat them back enough to make an escape, she had no desire of fighting all day on her day off. "My, my, Kiana, you clearly are quite persistent, and your friend too. If you truly want to fight, then come, I will gladly beat the shit out of the two of you. Hell, I think I am going to enjoy this, but, know this, you will regret this...And you, Cannon Boy, by the time I am done with you, your face will be exactly like that of Freddy fucking Krueger." She grinned and then began to summon her own power, ready for what ever these two bitches could dish out at her. If anything, Rhea was intrigued to see how she could handle these two with just one arm, and her current injuries, it would be interesting if anything. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass]
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Sept 17, 2013 23:04:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣"I know that!" Gray rolled his eyes at Crystal. He had come to help her, and already she was yelling at him. Typical woman. Nonetheless, he took her advice and ran out the door afterwards. When he was out of the restaurant, Gray looked to the side, seeing the other woman walking towards them. Not willing to take any chances with this one, he started gathering icy Reiryoku into his hands.
"Is that so?" The Fullbringer didn't sound too fazed by the woman's threat. Sure, she used fire, and that basically owned ice. But he wasn't at a loss. He was going to reserve Bringer's Light for any large attacks. He just needed to get in close and she wouldn't be able to set off her flames without hurting herself. She would have to fight him hand-to-hand, and that was Gray's specialty. Then again, he would probably do well not to underestimate her in that department. Even then, he had Crystal backing him up. They could definitely win.
"You brought this on yourself," he said, before suddenly crouching down and slamming both hands into the ground. Slick ice traveled from that point, right up to the ground underneath the woman's feet. Hopefully, this would make her slip and fall, or unbalance her briefly at the very least. He wasted no time, sliding across the ice towards her. Gray knew he for one wouldn't lose his balance. It would just be silly if he was taken down by his own element.
Ice Blade... Long, curved blades of ice formed on both of Gray's arms, arcing back from his elbows like sabers. His momentum leading his swing, Gray took a couple swipes at the woman's torso before jumping backwards. He was expecting Crystal to launch an attack of her own, and he had no desire to be caught up in it. ◣ | ◣TAGGED: Crystal, Rhea ◣WORDS: 307 ◣NOTES: xxx
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Post by Crystal Monroe on Sept 18, 2013 0:41:29 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #000000; border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px;,bTable][cs=2] midnight is crashing | I HAVE WRITTEN 0000 WORDS FOR TAGGED PEOPLE HERE. Crystal watch as her attack manage to catch the female off guard. She could ony hope that this throws the female off on her game. Any type of upper hand will work, plus she really wanted to decapitate the bitch. Crystal was not the forgiving type, so the female better expect the worst to be thrown at her. No one will get away with what the female did, she would make sure of that.
Looking to Gray, she watch as he made his exit from the burning building. "Watch out for her, she is dangerous. She also has wondering fingers, but you are lucky. You have a penis, but she does look like the type to cut it off and make you watch it burn. Yeah, she is oneof those type of lesbos." she stated as her anger seem to raise more and more as she thought back to how the female grope her while she was pinned down.
Soon after speaking, Gray lowered to the ground and ice the floor beneath the female. Watching this, Crystal quickly release the two blades in both of her gloves as lightning surged around her body. Raising into the air, she soared forward through the air and extended his arms outward. "Black Cyclone!" she stated as she began to spin at a very fast rate. Lightning began to surge around her entire form as she now appeared as a cyclone of lightning. Gliding over the female, she had high hops that one of her blades or lightning will struck her.
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Post by Rhea Nyx on Sept 20, 2013 7:25:34 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; height: 300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;][atrb=vAlign,top] WORDS 592 TAGS Crystal, Gray NOTES HAN: 10 REI: 15 HAK: 12 SEI: 12 BUK: 15 HOH: 12 >Left Arm Paralyzed, 8 Flame Swords Left | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style, width:300px; background-color:#222; border-right:4px solid crimson;]MY DISLIKE FOR YOU, IS LIKE AN ETERNAL FLAME Rhea watched with a raised eyebrow as the Cannon Boy seemed to be totally unfazed by her threat. She was not too bothered, this runt would soon know that Rhea always followed through with her threats, and Cannon Boy would be no different. So, she apparently had brought this upon herself, not that she was going to deny it, it was true, you reap what you sow and what not.
When the Cannon Boy slammed both hands into the ground, Rhea had a feeling something was coming and prepared herself. She was somewhat disappointed when the ground beneath her turned to ice. She had at least expected something dangerous, if anything this would cause her little problem. Though, that being said, the sudden change in surface meant that her balance was somewhat thrown off, but she was not in the least bit worried, if she fell, should would simply get back up. However, she frowned when Cannon Boy came sliding across the ice towards her, though that frown soon gave way to a grin as she watched the Ice Blades start to form on both of his arms, arching back from his elbows like sabers.
It seemed that Cannon Boy was quick to take advantage of an opportunity, Tch, just as crafty as the cunt Kaina. |
[/color] With the ice beneath her, Rhea knew that dodging the upcoming strikes would be tough, but not impossible. While her balance was still somewhat off, she tried her best to evade some off them, grimacing when she felt two wounds open across her torso. They were not fatal but stung and would bleed quite a bit. She pivoted intent of grabbing the fucker by the hair and dragging him back for a serious beat down, but his speed along with his momentum was faster than she had anticipated. Hearing the name of what she guessed was another technique from Kaina, she pivoted back on her heel to face it, using the momentum to swing her paralyzed arm across her body, grinning when one of the blades of lightning struck that arm. There was nothing more that could be done to that arm, so it would act as a shield of sorts. Still, she decided to treat Kaina with some caution, should she get caught up in that cyclone of lightning, it would spell game over for her. So she was at some sort of disadvantage, not that it fazed her in the least. She decided to continue charging up her power, while she had no intention of using her more powerful technique, it did not hurt to have enough power to use them at a whim. She reached out with her palm and summoned twelve flaming swords, six taking to either side of her and resting twenty feet above her. She decided to pursue Cannon Boy, and launched two of the flame blades towards Kiana, while she reached up with her hand and summoned one down to her hand. With that, she gave case too the Cannon Boy. She almost slipped twice as she ran on the ice, but the flame sword in her hand was doing a fine job of partially melting the ice and making it easier for Rhea to run across. She lashed out with her right hand again, sending a single blade towards Cannon Boy, hoping to divert his attention while she got in close and made for a slash. When she was within striking distance, she lashed out, a simple three strikes just to see what the Cannon Boy could do. [/div] I ravish little things like you. [/td][/tr][/table] [/center] [newclass=.memorysin]margin:15px; opacity:0.6; transition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.memorysin:hover]opacity:1; margin:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes1:hover]height: 30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes2:hover]height: 50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3]margin-left:15px; margin-right:15px; margin-top:2px; margin-bottom:2px; background-color:crimson; font-family:arial narrow; font-size:10px; color:#fff; text-align:center; ransition:all 0.9s ease; -moz-transition:all 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition:all 0.9s ease; width:100px; height:15px; overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes3:hover]height: 50px; overflow-y:auto;[/newclass]
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Post by Gray Fullbuster on Sept 20, 2013 23:23:49 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]There's no need to change the past. Because of the past, we are who we are now. Every second, every action from then is linked to us here and now◣ | ◣Gray blanched a little when Crystal explained not only their opponent's sexual orientation, but what she allegedly did to penises. Well, the woman had already threatened to burn his face. That wasn't as bad, at least. "I'll keep that in mind," he had said to Crystal, looking off to the side awkwardly, before launching his assault. Why did she have to go and say that when they were about to fight this chick? It was better to fight without such distractions.
Now Gray watched as Crystal attacked the other woman, having jumped back to get out of the way. When the woman created several swords of flame, he got a little apprehensive. With each second that passed, things were looking worse. Maybe the Fullbringer wasn't so bad when it came to swordplay, but when he was going up with an ice sword against a flaming sword, the winner was obvious. Still, he wasn't about to just give up. If he did that... what did he even come here for?
As soon as he saw the sword flying at him, Gray knew he couldn't just dodge it unless he used Bringer Light again. That seemed like a waste since he didn't know how many times he could use such a technique in the first place. Instead, he struck out his hand. Right in front of him, a saw blade-shaped shield of ice formed. Maybe it was a bad idea to try and block a fire-based attack with ice, but there wasn't much else he could do. Surely, the thickness of the shield would do something for him if nothing else.
He heard a crackling sound and knew that the blade had struck his shield. Before he could do much else, it evaporated, being cut through by his opponent. And now she was swinging at him. Left with no other choice, Gray swung back at her with the blades on his arms, aiming to deflect the flaming blade. He put more strength into his swings in the hopes that he would actually knock the blade back rather than just blocking it. A clash was something he couldn't do with the obvious elemental disadvantage. Even though his ice blades would hopefully only touch the flaming sword for an instant, they were nearly useless. The one on his right arm was all but completely melted and he now sported a light burn on his forearm where the sword had gone right through the ice. The blade on his left, which he had used less, only had a few gouges in it. Still, he was going to need something harder than ice.
A piece of half-melted ice was sliding down Gray's right arm. Before it could fall to the ground, he caught it in that hand, an idea having come to mind. He raised his hand squeezed the shard of ice. Blood began to run down his arm after that. He had used the ice to cut his hand. The cut wasn't anything to worry about, it would just bleed a lot for a minute or so. That was all Gray needed. The blood soon formed into another jagged blade and coated his arm before freezing, much like the one that had just been melted. But this one was different, and not just because it was red. It was made of blood, and so had a certain concentration of iron in it. In other words, it was a lot harder than the ice weapons he made from just water.
As soon as the blood red blade was formed, Gray gave the ground a little tap with his right foot. He used Floor again to regenerate the ice under the woman's feet. Not bothering to give her any time to recover, he lunged forward, slashing towards her torso again with the normal ice blade, a lot more force behind this slash. He kept the blood blade back in case she attacked him with her flames again. ◣ | ◣TAGGED: Crystal, Rhea ◣WORDS: 655 ◣NOTES: xxx
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