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"Some legends are more real than others," Balon spat back.
Xir'ain laughed in his air-escaping-from-a-punctured-balloon sort of way. "Are you saying you are a fake legend, or that this human god is? As far as I can see, the former is equally likely as the latter."
"I was stating that it's true I butchered entire towns and enslaved thousands," Balon retorted, growing visibly angry.
"And here you are, enslaved by your own choice." Black cloth from the giant's armor-like cloak snapped forth to cover the giant's mouth. "Enly'air, besides the walls, what else protects the city of Ensis'Lucas?"
She thought for a moment. "There is the Order of Steel, a group of many magic-wielding knights that act as a sort of small army and police force, and there is the Trivital, the three leaders of the Order. Each of them is more powerful than the entire force they lead. The port is protected by iron spikes on the seafloor that can be risen by magic to sink any incoming ship. Oh, and there is the high priest who is supposedly an incredibly powerful magician, but he only uses his power to perform miracles. No one actually sees him use his magic, so he might not be as strong as people say." She thought some more. Was she forgetting anything? She didn't think so. "I think those are the only powers that are worth mentioning within the city walls. What do you plan on doing?"
A huge hand emerged from the water. Balon ripped off the cover gagging him, and spat out some of the vile fluid that had seeped into his mouth. "There is no need to plan. The answer is simple. Allow me to conjure a plague. Send something to taint the city's waters. They all die. A siege would serve no purpose save to amuse."
Xir'ain liquified the surface of the lake beneath Balon's heavy feet, allowing him to sink as if he stood on quicksand. The keeper proceeded to ignore the giant's ignorant words. "First, I plan on seeing this city with my own eyes. After that, I plan on becoming its new god. No matter how strong or proud, none stand in opposition against their god when he appears before them." Xir'ain slouched down in his throne. "Unfortunately, I know nothing of fire nor earth. I will deal with that problem after I've visited the city. I must first know my enemy."
Enly'air nodded. Learning about one's enemy was a smart decision. Wait, enemy? Why was Ensis'Lucas the enemy again? Oh well, if Xir'ain called them the enemy then they must be.
Balon found the solidified fluid beneath his feets shift. He attempted to stagger backwards, only to find that he was stuck. His entire body crashed into the lake's serene surface, created what was a tsunami compared to the usual lapping waves. After a few seconds he managed to raise his head above the surface. It was clear that Xir'ain wanted him to be quiet, so the giant endeavored to be loud.
"You? Their little spark of a god? Don't delude yourself!" the giant bellowed, waiting to see what his master's response would be.
Xir'ain turned back to his resident peanut gallery. "Are you still speaking?" The keeper sent his golden light through the giant's darkened chest and stopped the false heart he had implanted in Balon's body.
Thoroughly silenced, Balon sank back into the waters. Some time later an audible thud could be heard as his massive, limp body struck the lake's bed.
"Much better," Xir'ain commented. Enly'air nodded in agreement. She was still confused as to why Xir'ain didn't just kill the giant. After he heard the thud of dead weight hitting stone, Xir'ain sighed. He lifted the body back to the surface and restarted the creature's heart. "I do hate repeating myself. Balon, please don't fall asleep when I'm killing you next time."
The giant attempted to say something, though his lungs had filled with the lake's inky water. What came out was more akin to a hacking cough. A deluge of water spewed out from his mouth and landed on Enly'air, along with an assortment of other bodily fluids.
Xir'ain raised a hand, and the contents of Balon's lungs and throat formed a ball in the air, which he sent flying over the sea of golden grasses. "Fleshy creatures are so messy," the keeper whose body was made of nothing mused.
"Enly'air, Balon, you are dismissed to do what you wish for now. I must retire to my dungeon's heart to prepare for infiltrating Ensis'Lucas. There is no reason to put it off. The plan will be long in execution, so it is best to put it into motion soon. Enly'air, please speak with the runners at some point and tell them everything you know about Ensis'Lucas, no matter how unimportant. They will be able to come up with attack plans should a battle become unavoidable. Balon, do as you wish, so long as you don't kill anything." Xir'ain looked around at the sea of gold. "And stay off the grass," he added. "It's to feed the eels, and likely you as well. You eat, I assume?"
"Not plants," Balon answered, before skulking off. He would try to find the hole in the tunnel that he first fell through, and then clamber back onto the surface there. If he walked along the coastline far enough, he was bound to find what he was looking for.
Xir'ain descended down through his dark dungeon and into his dungeon's heart. He dug inside Enly'air's forgotten memories there, looking at all the many kinds of people she had known and known of during her time as a human. When the keeper was sure of the pattern that human appearance seemed to follow, he began working on changing himself. The vortex of swirling black and arcing gold burst into life, and the black curtain formed over the crack in the bedrock that led to the heart.
Xir'ain laughed in his air-escaping-from-a-punctured-balloon sort of way. "Are you saying you are a fake legend, or that this human god is? As far as I can see, the former is equally likely as the latter."
"I was stating that it's true I butchered entire towns and enslaved thousands," Balon retorted, growing visibly angry.
"And here you are, enslaved by your own choice." Black cloth from the giant's armor-like cloak snapped forth to cover the giant's mouth. "Enly'air, besides the walls, what else protects the city of Ensis'Lucas?"
She thought for a moment. "There is the Order of Steel, a group of many magic-wielding knights that act as a sort of small army and police force, and there is the Trivital, the three leaders of the Order. Each of them is more powerful than the entire force they lead. The port is protected by iron spikes on the seafloor that can be risen by magic to sink any incoming ship. Oh, and there is the high priest who is supposedly an incredibly powerful magician, but he only uses his power to perform miracles. No one actually sees him use his magic, so he might not be as strong as people say." She thought some more. Was she forgetting anything? She didn't think so. "I think those are the only powers that are worth mentioning within the city walls. What do you plan on doing?"
A huge hand emerged from the water. Balon ripped off the cover gagging him, and spat out some of the vile fluid that had seeped into his mouth. "There is no need to plan. The answer is simple. Allow me to conjure a plague. Send something to taint the city's waters. They all die. A siege would serve no purpose save to amuse."
Xir'ain liquified the surface of the lake beneath Balon's heavy feet, allowing him to sink as if he stood on quicksand. The keeper proceeded to ignore the giant's ignorant words. "First, I plan on seeing this city with my own eyes. After that, I plan on becoming its new god. No matter how strong or proud, none stand in opposition against their god when he appears before them." Xir'ain slouched down in his throne. "Unfortunately, I know nothing of fire nor earth. I will deal with that problem after I've visited the city. I must first know my enemy."
Enly'air nodded. Learning about one's enemy was a smart decision. Wait, enemy? Why was Ensis'Lucas the enemy again? Oh well, if Xir'ain called them the enemy then they must be.
Balon found the solidified fluid beneath his feets shift. He attempted to stagger backwards, only to find that he was stuck. His entire body crashed into the lake's serene surface, created what was a tsunami compared to the usual lapping waves. After a few seconds he managed to raise his head above the surface. It was clear that Xir'ain wanted him to be quiet, so the giant endeavored to be loud.
"You? Their little spark of a god? Don't delude yourself!" the giant bellowed, waiting to see what his master's response would be.
Xir'ain turned back to his resident peanut gallery. "Are you still speaking?" The keeper sent his golden light through the giant's darkened chest and stopped the false heart he had implanted in Balon's body.
Thoroughly silenced, Balon sank back into the waters. Some time later an audible thud could be heard as his massive, limp body struck the lake's bed.
"Much better," Xir'ain commented. Enly'air nodded in agreement. She was still confused as to why Xir'ain didn't just kill the giant. After he heard the thud of dead weight hitting stone, Xir'ain sighed. He lifted the body back to the surface and restarted the creature's heart. "I do hate repeating myself. Balon, please don't fall asleep when I'm killing you next time."
The giant attempted to say something, though his lungs had filled with the lake's inky water. What came out was more akin to a hacking cough. A deluge of water spewed out from his mouth and landed on Enly'air, along with an assortment of other bodily fluids.
Xir'ain raised a hand, and the contents of Balon's lungs and throat formed a ball in the air, which he sent flying over the sea of golden grasses. "Fleshy creatures are so messy," the keeper whose body was made of nothing mused.
"Enly'air, Balon, you are dismissed to do what you wish for now. I must retire to my dungeon's heart to prepare for infiltrating Ensis'Lucas. There is no reason to put it off. The plan will be long in execution, so it is best to put it into motion soon. Enly'air, please speak with the runners at some point and tell them everything you know about Ensis'Lucas, no matter how unimportant. They will be able to come up with attack plans should a battle become unavoidable. Balon, do as you wish, so long as you don't kill anything." Xir'ain looked around at the sea of gold. "And stay off the grass," he added. "It's to feed the eels, and likely you as well. You eat, I assume?"
"Not plants," Balon answered, before skulking off. He would try to find the hole in the tunnel that he first fell through, and then clamber back onto the surface there. If he walked along the coastline far enough, he was bound to find what he was looking for.
Xir'ain descended down through his dark dungeon and into his dungeon's heart. He dug inside Enly'air's forgotten memories there, looking at all the many kinds of people she had known and known of during her time as a human. When the keeper was sure of the pattern that human appearance seemed to follow, he began working on changing himself. The vortex of swirling black and arcing gold burst into life, and the black curtain formed over the crack in the bedrock that led to the heart.
Okay, I'm taking time of death. If the GM shows back up and people are still going to continue, just send me a PM. Mars will be ready to return if needed.
Edit: Double post
Name: Cybell Yvenstar
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Passionate and fiery, Cybell Yvenstar doesn’t care who she burns on her way to the top. If you underestimate her, she will kill you. If you overestimate her, she will rise to meet your expectations. If you judge her for what she is, she will change. Nothing about her can stand being stagnant. She needs to always be doing something, but once she’s gotten into her focus mode, nothing can deter her from seeing through to the end. She loves proving her superiority to others, and she hates losing. She isn't opposed to using violence where dueling fails. It takes a lot to put her down, but keeping her down, that's impossible. She isn't out to make friends. Why would she, when enemies are so much more exciting?
Brief Bio: Cybell isn't from the rough part of New Domino City originally, and even right now she could be living with her father in the nicest part of the city's center. But she wanted her freedom, and she couldn't have that at home. One day, before her father was back from work, Cybell took what she didn't want to leave and walked right out the door, leaving a note for her father that told him where she was going and how to contact her if he absolutely needed to. She bought herself a cheap place in the most crummy, run down area she could find and got right to work building a name for herself in this rough new setting.
A month after running away, she called her father to tell him that she was fine, and ever since that month of silence she's kept in contact with him. The time and distance has greatly improved their relationship, and he's even come to visit Bell a couple of times to check up on her. Bell was a good duelist, and she slowly but surely recruited friends and beaten enemies into what would become the Silver Dragons gang. In her gang's territory, there isn't a duelist who doesn't know to avoid Cybell's dragons' fire.
Technically, she didn't get into the tournament. Technically, the person who did isn't going be telling anyone otherwise. He was a loser who would have lost in round one anyways. She is really just doing the audience a favor by taking his spot. They should thank her.
Deck Type: Blue-Eyes Alchemy
Key Card: Blue-Eyes White Dragon, White Lightning Fusion, Silver’s Cry, Blue-Eyes Platinum Dragon
Krein said
I just read a brief summary of Usagi Drop on Wikipedia....Srsly m8? All of that emotional buildup only to give readers the finger by saying they're not related? Also, even if they weren't related, it's still pretty weird for someone to want to have children with someone who's pretty much been the only parent figure they've ever had. Oedipus complex much?
Yup, it's screwed up, and it would be Electra complex in this case. He raised her from when she was like five, and now is going to have kids with her. I wouldn't care about the age thing, but he is literally her father! The anime was so nice and light-hearted and adorable, and then I look to see if it continued... It did. My heart died a little that day.
Boku no Pico, the second most emotionally scarring thing brought in front of me thanks to the world of anime and manga.
The first was the light novel ending of Usagi Drop. At least Boku no Pico is honest with itself.
The first was the light novel ending of Usagi Drop. At least Boku no Pico is honest with itself.
Oh god, don't even say that name. That... thing... has so many worse issues than just cross-dressing boys.
VarionusNW said
sorry about that, i don't know why i was mad at the Azure cards, it probably had something to do with the fact that I just read Bullshit.EXE also known as the Magigal archetype.I really don't know where your going with a character like that. Here's a few logical questions:
1. how is an 11 year old supposed to get into this serious tournament for pros?
Asks how an 11yo got into dueling tournament... after establishing that said 11yo's deck is OP as hell. I think that pretty much explains it.
2.Why a character with two separate personalities, and 2 separate decks, when only 1 would really show up in duels, unless your character doesn't care if everyone else knows about the whole cross-dressing thing.
Ariel would be the persona in the tournament, with Aaron taking over outside of those duels. Aaron doesn't care about others knowing of his cross-dressing, but he wouldn't put himself in front of others for a big showy duel as himself.
3. If you plan to use both sides to the character during the tournament, are you planning to have them compete separately, or share a deck?
They would compete separately. Aaron wouldn't be seen using his Magigal deck, and Ariel likes her deck too much to use Aaron's Azure one.
I'll just scrap the character and switch to Cybell. Unlike the Magigals, Bell's dragons of ultimate death and destruction have been tested in duels before. I'll need to rewrite the entire Archetype to fix the Magigals, and that will take way too long.
I doubt it's the only thing you have a problem with for the Azure cards, but I copy-pasted an older version of the deck missing an important line. The Azure monsters should have a part saying "Once per duel" before the resummoning from banished effect.
Hey Varionus, how's it goin'? Someone sounds grumpy. Spero is a little put out because you refuse to talk to her.
What Azure cards did you look at? That deck is older and has been tested in many yugioh RPs. It usually loses more often than it wins, and that's against just for fun decks.
Edit: I just finished dueling the Magigals against Krein's lswarm deck, the first time they've been tested. Yup, they are OP AS HELL (though he still won... damn Bahamut). I'm more confused on your opinion of the Azure deck.
What Azure cards did you look at? That deck is older and has been tested in many yugioh RPs. It usually loses more often than it wins, and that's against just for fun decks.
Edit: I just finished dueling the Magigals against Krein's lswarm deck, the first time they've been tested. Yup, they are OP AS HELL (though he still won... damn Bahamut). I'm more confused on your opinion of the Azure deck.
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