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Don't know if I'm eligible to make the cut or not, but I submitted one as well. Here's to hoping!

[Impaqt vs. Descartes] Battle of the Black Prisms

Oh.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Black_Prism

@Descartes

Yup! Great book! As stated in the CS, Mason is loosely based off the book. He's also influenced by some other stuff, including a past character of mine. :) All my characters are based around something, usually.

[Impaqt vs. Descartes] Battle of the Black Prisms

Between the tinkering with his weaponry and the crowds of people running for cover, Mason was long gone before his opponent's shot. The second shot seemed to startle a lot more than just a crowd of people though. As birds fluttered from the trees above, Mason began churning Ultra-violet into his control, with his Yellow Prism. His opponent, depending on his speed, would be here in moments. The head start was advantageous. The Ultra violet he had summoned, he began to quickly weave into thin invisible lines that stretched from himself across the trees in this section of the park, in different directions and at varying intervals. They were thin enough for his opponent to walk through unaware. He'd try to stop his opponent if he could, but he was definitely ready to kill.

A bright red seemed to glow around the prismatic rainbow of Mason's eyes. His next move would potentially be devastating to his opponent, and he felt... Great! Passion surged through his veins, as he was ready to take this guy down. The full effects of Infared Prism ready to form. His body prepared for it as the heat seemed to vanish from the air. A cold night was suddenly becoming even colder.

RPGC#4 -- Lies

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The wildcard has been removed from play.

@Terminal

It's ok. In a surprise twist, none of you would have won anyways.

[Impaqt vs. Descartes] Battle of the Black Prisms

Mason stood, puzzled by this particular man. At first it had almost seemed as if he was having a heart attack, but something was off. Perhaps it was because he also happened to be a man of Latin origins, who somehow found his way to Paris. That didn't happen often in these times. However, He could also sense a particular aura around the man. There was no doubt that this was the man he had come to see, as something shifted, and an array of lights invisible to the human eye seemed to wrap itself around the man. This was the work of a Black Prism, but not like any he had seen.

Mason was curious. He took a step closer to see if he could help, only to have the man suddenly wield his weapon and fire. As everyone scattered, Mason took a step back with his right foot, loading a sharp serrated looking blue arrow into his bow, and fired. He didn't know who this man was or what had happened to him, but it was obvious that he was dangerous. He'd need to be taken out. He had no interest in killing the man, but he would do what it took.

The shots and the running crowd would give him enough time to get his distance. He turned moving quickly to his right, as his arrow soared to it's target. He cut through several bushes into the dark shadows of trees. Just enough light breached the trees from the city as a yellow pattern of light formed around Mason as he began drawing Prism. From the looks of the man's weapon, this wouldn't be a close range match, which was fine by him, but he needed to prepare himself. The Light particles moved about him, hardly taking any true shape at this point.

A Kilometer into the trees, he ducked behind a large solid oak. If this man had powers similar to himself, he could work it to his advantage. Truth was though, he wasn't sure. He'd only seen his Black Prism which had given him and his mother similar powers. If this man had powers from another black Prism, he wasn't sure how similar they might be. The thickness of the trees would prevent him from seeing through them, if he had similar abilities. Unfortunately, that limited his sights as well. He'd need to stay on the move till he could figure out what this man was capable of, exactly.

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I don't have any archers, come to think of it. A perfect Mary Sue plot would be the daughter of katniss and Legolas, which I'm sure someone has done before in all seriousness. People would tend to dodge arrows a lot if it all possible, so I need some sort of ability to make up for this.

@ImportantNobody

Pretty much, but rather than trying to find something to counter that silliness, I just like to get clever with how I use my arrows.

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@GreivousKhan I disagree. Not so much now, but more so when the arena was more melee oriented than it is now, playing an Archer took much more skill. Specifically with people that felt like they could dodge every arrow with absurd skill. Archers still do take a much more tactical approach, IMO. Maybe not quite as much 'skill' in the sense of using weaponry, but it definitely has its 'drawbacks'. Lol

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Guns in Roleplay. I should say Guns in the Arena just feel really out of place to me. I don't like using them and I don't really care for others that use them.

[Impaqt vs. Descartes] Battle of the Black Prisms

The streets were littered with activity as Mason pushed his way through the populace, towards the Seine. No one even questioned this crazy guy wielding seemingly obsolete weaponry, in clothing that looked like he might have just come from a circus. No, these were the Hunting Grounds. All sorts of strange fellows walked these streets, and Mason had no issue 'blending'. No, he had issues that extended far beyond the need to fit in. He still found the rumors to be questionable, but he needed to find out anyways.

Finally pushing past the people, Mason glared upwards into the darkened sky, lit only now by the tower standing before him. The Eiffel and the park surrounding it was off limits, labeled by a holographic cautionary projection wrapping around the perimeter. Any pedestrians crossing would inevitably be caught by the authorities. However, this was where he needed to be. He lifted his 'Hunter's Company' badge up to the projection. Moments later an image of a woman appeared. "You are clear to enter, Pathos." Pathos. Mason chuckled. It was a silly codename, but one that seemed to fit.

Mason pushed past the holographic barrier, with no delay. He had to find out the truth.

A few days earlier, he had received a complimentary visit from an old friend from the Hunter's Company. Aaron Wheeler. He and Aaron had been good friends since they were young, and although Mason never joined the Hunter's Company, like Aaron had, his standing with them was excellent. He had been known to assist in a variety of missions, and often in situations like this one, they gave him information. This time though, Aaron's information was highly unexpected.

An agent stationed in the Hunting Grounds managed to pick up small traces of energy, similar to that of Mason's Black Prism. It wasn't enough for the Hunter's Company to regard as investigative material, but they gave Mason all the information they could on the matter. If there was another Black Prism out there, he needed to find it before someone else did. The only issue was, the area around the tower was filled with all sorts of unsavory creatures and people that managed to slip past the holograms.

Mason drew his bow, ready for combat if necessary.

The Multiverse (Flashy title to come later.)

It's been a week, with 0 activity, outside of myself. I'll be backing out of this, as I don't see it going anywhere, sadly. Thanks anyways.