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Kris Vrs Adonis (carian) Oo'; T1 to the death or tap out oo
Topic Started: Oct 5 2008, 04:34 PM (386 Views)
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Alright i guess ill be the judge of this battle. Its kris vrs. adonis. Submit your profiles oo Its a no stats battle. So lets see who can do the best!! <3
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Kris Kaotic
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Full Name: Kris Kaotic
Nick Name: Kris
Age: Unknown, though he appears to be around Twelve.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Class: Necromancer
Eyes:
-Normal: Purple irises with a Smokey black tint.
-Animus Pulvis: Golden Irises with a smokey black tint.
Hair:
-Normal: Jet Black on top and in the back and sides. With Red bangs falling over his eyes, a few streaks of Jet black hair running through his bangs.
-Animus Pulvis: Just about completely white, a few black streaks, ear length in the back, his long bangs disappear so that his eyes are completely revealed.
Skin:
-Normal: Extremely pale, a ghostly white.
-Animus Pulvis: Tanned, a bit of a golden glow.
Race: Human with Demonic Abilities.
Gender: Male
Personality:
-Normal: Silent, all of the time. Mostly laid back, protective of the people he considers friends, otherwise he could rarely care less about anything else.
-Animus Pulvis: Doesn’t care about a thing, not completely silent since he speaks in this form. A double voice, one that of a child, the other is that of a godly being’s; a deep booming voice.
Appearance: Clothing: Kris always wears a pair of suede black pants tucked into his black leather boots about six inches above his ankles. He also wears a normal black shirt, with a black leather trench coat over that. The collar of the coat popping up his neck to just under his chin, so only the front of his neck is visible. While the sleeves fall down over his hands while they are at his sides, which is just about always. The tail of the coat falling down his back about an inch off the ground. The shoulders of the coat have holes about eight inches wide on each side, the inside of the holes are just pitch black, and this is the first magical part of the coat. From these holes, Kris can launch what are like Shinobi Senbon in the shape of Raven feathers, the feathers being about six inches long, and pitch black, they can move at extremely fast rates, and can even be controlled after they’re launched. At the bottom of the sleeves in the area that cover his hands, are black swirling designs in the shape of clouds, and these clouds seem to be moving always, which they are. And from these, at will, Kris can release a poisonous gas into the air around him at a fast rate, though the cloud usually surrounds him, it can be controlled after launched, but Kris usually does this. If an enemy were to come into contact with this gas, it would seep into their skin, into their bloodstream, and then their blood should be turned to ash within seconds, and as the gas spreads, the rest of the enemy’s insides turn to ash. Though the gas doesn’t affect Kris since it’s of his creation, he made I so his animus ruina can destroy it before it enters his body, and since the animus ruina aura is constantly surrounding him, it wouldn’t ever be able to affect him.

Weapon(s):

Shadow Daggers: Formed from darkness, Kris’ favorite weapons are his Shadow Daggers. Up to eight of these can exist at a time. Perfectly formed, their blades are about eight inches long by an inch wide with the handles being two inches long; these daggers are mostly for throwing.

Shadow Blades: Swords formed from Darkness. Unlike the daggers, only two can exist at a time. Though Kris rarely uses them, because his swordsmanship skills aren’t all that good. The blades are about Two feet long, by four inches wide. The hilts being eight inches long. These are for close combat only.

Midnight; The serpent blade: Kris’ serpent blade, wrapped around his waist, it takes the form of a black leather belt and is completely harmless until he pulls it out. Being about two and a half feet long when he releases it, it can extend to a total of ten feet, and move around like a whip, especially blending into the darkness, this is a great weapon for assassinations.

Animus Ruina Ring: A simple golden ring kept attached to the inside of his trench coat on a seven in long solver chain, this can be used to fire off focused blasts of his animus ruina, and can be made ten feet in diameter maximum at Kris’ will.

Specialty: High speed combat and Spell casting

Power(s):

Shadow eyes: This is something that is always active, this allows Kris a third "vision" allowing him to track others not by his sight but by their aura or power they give off, most give off a light or dark aura but there are those who give off different colors such as red for fire, etc. This power allows him to tell the difference between a clone/illusion from the real being since every one has a life force aura that is specific to them and not a clone or illusion can have it.

Shadow movement: Kris is able to move down into his own shadow which then moves him to the shadow world where the only entrances and exit’s are the shadows of his opponents or other objects around. Also, when he leaves portions of the Shadow Flames around an area he is able to warp to those as if he were in that area giving him a sort of teleportation although his speed doesn't need to use it often.

Necromancy: Kris' ability to revive and control the dead. He mixes some shadows under his control into a corpse, which reanimates it for his use only, used for attack or defense, the corpses are extremely useful.

Animus Ruina: Kris' special magic. It's a red aura that constantly surrounds his body. Though he chooses whether this aura is visible to the naked eye or not. This magic's one special property is that anything infused with it will target the soul of whoever he attacks. Leaving their body unharmed, the soul takes all the damage, which is much more painful than physical damage. He developed this magic, because he needs to leave his enemies' corpses unharmed when he kills them so when he decides to use their bodies with his necromancy, they're in top shape.

Shadow coffins: Simply where Kris keeps the corpses of his victims. He calls upon the shadows to surround the dead that then completely engulf them, sinking into the ground afterwards, Kris can call upon these whenever he needs them.

Main Element: Darkness
Elemental Weakness: Light
Transformations:
-Animus Pulvis Kris: Kris’ one and only transformation. His Animus Ruina aura turns white, for his Animus Pulvis aura. His body undergoes a few physical changes, as he gains great strength along with his already extremely high speed. This transformation gives him power over the magical “Soul Dust” That is constantly being created from his aura, he can bend this anyway he wants, it’s two special properties are it’s abilities to crystallize, and to explode, and the power of the explosions can range from just popping, to causing major explosions that could level a mountain. If the dust is inhaled by an enemy, Kris usually crystallizes it inside of them, or blows it up, ending their lives. He’s very dangerous in this form, though still has his self control.

Bio: Kris' past is completely shrouded in mystery. And he's worked hard to keep it that way. He was just a wanderer, he's never accomplished anything major. Just wanders around the world, doing as he sees fit.
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Kay looks good to me let the fightyness begin!!! <3 T1 style i cant wait to see who wins!
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The sun was not in its highest peak, he was on his way to sink itself on the horizon allowing the shadows to creep in, but a few hours were needed for this to be so. The sky blue sight of those beloved summers faded as the skies turned to gray. As if enchanted, the clouds covered the heavens drowning every sunbeam and denying the soil its warmth. They were heralds the arrival of Winter. A strong gale of cold wind rushed through the ruined coliseum as if it were escaping a freezing rage, lifting dust and stone a like before fading into the distance. Warmth seemed to have been taken away by the air, shackled to make sure he stayed away.

The soft taping steps echoed trough the empty field crushing the complete silence that used to engulf it. The small child reached the center of the round battle arena and examined every inch with his moonlit eyes. He had passed here before for it was not to his liking to not know the terrain. He was now taking one last glance at the terrain before it havoc began, to make sure everything was where he had remembered them to be. Why had he agreed to a battle anyways? He was not the fool to engage in battles were he had nothing to gain. Never had he been on a coliseum as a fighter before. He usually concerned himself with the art of diplomacy and conquest trough it.

But he was here with a purpose now. He never made a step which was not calculated or had no reason to be. The ice prince was always determined to gain something. He was to slay this creature of twilight to find his way back to his world, Celestia, where there was a moon always in the skies, sometimes two and if lucky three. How had he been pulled into this world of pointlessness? As essence of Ice in Celestia, he was stripped from his powers by the return of the goddess, just like every other warrior and essence. Together, him and seven other powerful souls representing each element stood up to the beloved goddess. She who had abandoned them before came back to start a new world, but it was not her place to do so. A new world is to be born of new beings, not old ones who forget their creation and now come with the will to change it. They resisted her will and rage, and after the longest of fights she smitten to rest. Tragically, her defeat came at a cost. A dimension shattered with the disappearance of such a powerful creature and before the world could heal itself, some of the heroes were trapped by the void of nothingness and sent to a world unknown to them.

Adonis had found a way out of this curse. He was to kill creature linked to death. Upon his death, he would spill his blood and twilight, the link between beloved Celestia and this cursed world would open a gate for his return.

He stood there motionlessly now. The young charming boy created by divinity. His skin was flawless and pale porcelain. A creature of countless centuries yet no sing of it is on his features save for his glistening moonlit eyes, those keen and profound wells of memory. His plated hair was coated in white gold, pure and unstained as it danced to the gentle breeze. His clothes were raven black hiding everything but his angelic face and frail thin fingers. There he stood, calm and serene the cherub of Ice with sword in his right hand and his other items hidden under the darkness of his clothes. He was determined, Adonis Witnerstar, celestial being of another land.
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A small raven flew through the coliseum frozen by time, this Raven looking to be normal, though it really wasn't at all. It wasn't even a Raven, though anyone that looked at it would of course think it was. This "Raven" Flew down toward the Coliseum as it's eyes spotted Adonis Winterstar. Landing in the snow about five feet in front of him, the Raven was immediately engulfed by Shadows., the shadows grew, to about a height of just over five feet, and then sunk into the ground. From the Shadows, the child known as Kris Kaotic appeared. Though he was called a child, because he looked it, and acted it, he wasn't. Kris was hundreds of thousands of years old, he even lost count so he didn't really know how old he was, all he knew was that he's lived a very long time.

Kris looked toward Adonis, his Shadow Eyes locked onto the Aura the young boy let off, Kris was definately surprised by this aura, though he didn't know who Adonis was, he already knew that he was powerful. From his Aura, Kris could tell, he was in the place of his Advantage, an extremely experienced warrior when it comes to the Ice element, though his Aura was tainted, showing his power over the wind Element as well, Kris was definately going to have to be careful here since Adonis gad full access to his elements. But oh, he was going to have a lot of fun too, hoping Adonis could keep up with him.

The cold wasn't getting to Kris at all, in fact, he probably wouldn't be affected by it at all, unles of course Adonis manipulated it to harm him, though Kris would probably still be able to escape his attacks with no problem, countering with attacks of his own, Kris guessed this battle would take no more than five minutes. Though of course, Kris was ever curious as to why this boy was here. He didn't look like he was from Terminus, or even knew what Terminus was, but for him to challenge Kris must mean that Kris' death was important to this boy, though he also knew that he wouldn't lose.

He held his left arm straight out, A shadow blade forming along it, he gripped the blade tightly as his arm fell back to his side. Kris was ready to fight, his eyes hidden behind his bangs, though he had a lock on Adonis' aura, there was no way he'd lose track of his opponent in this fight, his Shadow blade in his hand, and his other weapons hidden amongst his coat and the rest of his clothing, he waited for Adonis to attack first, and hopefully, make it his last.
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Adonis had his gaze upon the raven and as this one reached the field, he witness how it transfigured itself to the boy. He knew this boy could use shadow and this sword summoned just proved his assumptions. Why had this young shadow warrior accepted could be assumed. Pride was not worth risking your life for and neither was courage. Only if he could gain something from the fight would he come, and that something would be Adonis himself, his power or his soul. He knew such things for he was called the Witch-Prince of Souls for using his Pondero Speculum to trap souls and use them in future battles. Macabre magic dealing with the dead corpses and passed spirits was not mystery to him for Gwaryan Blackthorn from Celestia was a master in the former and Adonis himself a master in the later.

His moonlit eyes were fixed into those of the boys and judging by his features he was not to be very strong. His muscles were not developed. This could only mean, that if he was a strong warrior either his magic, his speed or both exceeded from his abilities. The pure lips of the ice prince formed a warm smile in contrast to his cold aura. It was time to begging and he was not one to waste time. First, to test his opponent.

"I call forth heaven's wrath upon your soul. Smite him Gabriel!" With this soft words melodiously sung to the air and echoing the ruins, a beautifully crystal sculpture came forth born with wings of ice and a sword of faith. It flew tree feet above the ground holding a large sword on his right hand glistening as beautifully as the angel himself. Eight wings boosted his speed lifting dust and piercing air to advance towards the shadow boy. Dressed as a holy paladin with heavy armor, he was determined to slash diagonally from the upper right to the lower left to cause as much damage as possible to this tiny child. His sapphire eyes made solely to witness the glory of a higher being, were now keenly fixed on the boy's frame. His eyes where shouting his determination, they seem to scream a battle cry: "For the greater glory of the Goddess!"

An angel to fight a shadowy creature, a better start could not have been. This angel, if not kill him, would allow Adonis to see the flexibility,agility and speed of his opponent. Who better to taste someone's skill than another? Adonis stood watchful and ready from a safe distance. His free left hand concealed itself behind his back creating six senbon hidden between the spaces of his fingers. Such use of ice magic was part of the basics of the magic and him being a master allowed him to do so naturally and quickly.
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The boy's words made Kris smirk, Though he backed up to see the winged warrior summoned. An Angel, how annoying, Kris knew how to get rid of it well. Though before the Angel moved, Some of Kris' animus Ruina had seeped into the ground, looking around for any dead beings, Kris could tell what had died there and even how it died as long as his Animus Ruina came in contact with it. SO for now, he was searching for corpses. Then when the Angel moved, Kris moved to, moving he stepped back, just out of range of his blade, as he swung, this angel was nowhere near as Fast as Kris, it was too easy to dodge this attack. With that, Kris leaped back a bit, Shadows swirling around his feet, he sighed, this seemed too easy right now.

He easily moved to a spot behind this Gabriel within a half a second, simply by running through the opposite side of where he held his blade, holding his own blade up so that he wouldn't get hit if the angel somehow was fast enough to attack during that time. his shadows surrounding his legs now, they shot out at the being from behind at extremely fast rates, simply because Kris willed them to, he didn't even have to move his body. The blasts taking form of Cylinders about a foot in diameter each, aimed at the angel's upper and lower back. the highly concentrated shadow blasts should easily tear through the angel on contact and get rid of them. As that happened, Kris stared at Adonis, still clutching the sword in his hand, he stood still, not going to attack the boy yet.
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A smirk of confidence in the lips of the cocky boy only gave hope to Adonis that this fight shall be short lived for his opponent. His red aura sank into the earth warning the ice prince from a possible attack from underground. Although he was still slightly far away to be stricken by this magic, one can never be too careful. Perhaps he was doing some other thing. No matter, for more information rapidly came to keep analyzing instead of making unsustainable assumptions about what could that aura possibly do to harm or disturb the prince.

The boy moved at an amazing speed dodging the slash of the angel’s sword. It was expected that a frontal attack would not catch the enemy but Adonis wasn’t expecting for it to reveal this much information from him. Not only did the boy had a blessed speed and agility but his strength could not be all that great as Adonis predicted for he would have blocked the attack to destroy the angel. Simple rules for a good strategy, detain to assure the hit and then counter attack. The weight of the sword powered up by the strength of the arm of such creature of a size greater than him would possibly have crushed him to the ground.

Passing quickly by the archangel’s left side he reached the creature’s back but although the sapphire eyes would not be able to see the boy from that position, the silvery eyes of the winter child were witness to every act. The boy had passed Gabriel’s side at high speed but the crystal sculpture had continued its path a little further. Shadows shoot up from Kris’s feet, the only magical shadows under the obscured clouds which allowed no graceful beam through, and the angel flapped its eight wings with might to propel himself with speed towards his right. But he was not alone in the struggle to survive. Adonis aided his efforts by pushing him with a friendly wind to dodge the attack, the wind touching him and only him leaving no trail or signal of its passing.

Despite these efforts, Gabriel could not completely escape the attack. The tip of his longest left wing along with his left hand was blasted by the pressure of the shadow cylinders. They shattered with the sound of breaking glass as if it were thousands of particles which would have given the impression and false illusion of the creature to have been destroyed. The angel began to turn quickly for another horizontal slash much faster than ever before. Because of the distance between them, the tip of the sword would only able to cut from the boy’s left hand till the middle of his chest. If he was completely successful, the sword would not only cut the arm but it would cut the heart in two parts for it was located on the left side of the chest where the divine creation had aimed. One second attack from the back of the boy, this one was far more dangerous since it moved rapidly, unperceived and unseen.

Upon witnessing this, Adonis took the task of distracting the boy to feed his belief that he had escaped from all harm. He began to take a step forward with his left hand still hidden on his back. His face was calm and expressionless as his moonlit eyes were locked into the boy’s staring eyes. He whispered softly to the wind and this one carried his sweet voice to the boy; this ability was called Whispers of the Goddess. “Why did you come, Krist Kaotic?” Although just a simple question, it was not completely useless. The prince would very much like to know for what his opponent was fighting for. The sound of his question and his movements would surely gain the attention of his foe to keep him blind as death crept secretly from behind in the form of an angel. The display of overconfidence divulged by his smirk and the underestimation of Gabriel seemed to have confined the boy to a premature doom.
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Though Kris stared at Adonis as his blasts were shot, he turned around to face the angel as he heard the shattering Glass, he had wanted to see what he did to the being, though he didn't have to worry about Adonis since he had a lock on his aura, meaning he saw Adonis' position from inside his head even if he wasn't looking at him. As he saw the angel he frowned a bit, seeing his blasts only knocked off the tip of the wing of the angel, and then in an instant, he was ready to move.

Kris saw perfectly, as the angel turned, bringing his blade back over toward Kris, aimed somewhere around his mid-section. It was indeed faster than it's last Slash, though still it wasn't anything Kris couldn't handle, especially with his speed and acrobatic abilities combined. As the blade neared, Ducked straight down, splitting his legs a bit, as Gabriel's blade zoomed just over his head, and as it did, Kris brought the tip of his blade, up to the flat of Gabriel's blade, and held his free hand straight out toward Gabriel's body. As he did this, two shadow blasts, the exact same as before, fired off toward Gabriel's body, and straight at his blade, from Kris' own blade and hand, a bit faster than the last blasts, aiming to turn Gabriel to nothingness.

As the blasts would have reached the angel and destroyed it's blade, Kris had used the shadows below him to glide backwards and stand up straight in front of the Angel like he was when the angel performed it's first attack. Kris stepped back, looking up at Adonis, his attention fully on the boy now, his blade dissipated, and he let a small smirk creep across his face. He heard Adonis speak, but the words didn't at all affect him, he remained silent, but was disgusted by how pure and innocent the boy's voice seemed.

That's when Kris' gaze drifted down towards the floor a bit, but quickly back up. His aura had found something under the ground, about ten feet below where Adonis stood. There should be no way Adonis knew what Kris found unless he was somehow following Kris' Animus Ruina as it travelled through the ground. Kris knew what this being was, or at least he thought it knew, and if he was right, he'd bring it to life, and use it as a very dangerous weapon to bring about Adonis' end. Kris remained silent, not even bothering to Answer Adonis, since he hated to speak, and never has even bothered to say a word to anyone. His eyes fully on Adonis, he spotted his hand hidden behind his back, and would definatley watch that, but knew Adonis had a lot of things up his sleeve for this fight.

There was nothing Kris enjoyed better than a good fight, and he hoped Adonis would provide it.
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Kris turned his back to his foe and Adonis wasted no time to begin dashing forward at full speed. How foolish, illogical and irrational was that simple act committed by the boy. To be curious was one thing; but to fully give your back to the enemy just to look at a corpse, at shattered and destroyed glass, was an idiotic move without real advantage or usefulness. Despite the boy’s naiveness and complete disregard for combat’s basics, he was miraculously lucky. Against all odds, turning his back to the enemy for no apparent reason saved his life this once, just this once. Not only had he decided to look back at the precise right moment but he did so with such a great speed as if he had been warned by some higher power to do so. It simply defied all natural and rational laws. Such extraordinary events rarely happen twice in a lifetime.

At the instant the boy’s legs made the attempt to split and dodge the horizontal deadly blade, Adonis swung his left hand forwards exiting the secrecy of his back which the boy wasn’t still aware of. Not that the boy was in a position to be focusing on the Winter Child for he was now concerned with the formidable Archangel. The six senbon flew with perfect aim at the boy’s body. Two were aimed with precision to the back of his neck to obstruct the spine and destroy the nervous system. The other two flew with rage towards his upper left part of the back, just behind the heart. The final two were aimed a little lower than the ribs to enter through flesh and damage the intestines or stomach. They would reach their destination soon considering Adonis had already covered a great distance while the boy was turning and kept himself that way. The ice prince then shifted his course to a more diagonal path running speedily to his right. This was so that if the boy decided to fix his gaze on Adonis, he would look to the right and not straight at his back making the senbon approach unseen for a fatal blow. This was yet another sneaky attack.

Gabriel of course did not wait motionlessly for his death. He instead took immediate action. As the sapphire eyes concluded that the boy would dodge the horizontal attack by lowering himself, the angel spread his eight wings forwards to trap him in some sort of cage. The two upper wings covered above the boy as they came to be parallel to the ground thus disabling the ability to jump upwards. The other six wings came to each of the boy right and left side forming solid walls which forbid him from moving anywhere but backwards. This of course caused his swinging right hand to be pushed by the wings as well thus disrupting and possibly interrupting the magical attack of the boy for the blades of each of them touched. Simultaneously to the wing positioning and the boy’s movement, his solid right leg of hardened crystal kicked with might towards the boy’s body and due to the distance, probably instantly smashing his extended right hand out of place before it could unleash its magic attack. Why? It is simple. If the magic attack was not disturbed, ruined or momentarily detain by the possible lost of balance and concentration because of the contact with the sword, rationally a kick must be faster than a positioning of a right hand along with some splitting legs and the charging of a quick spell. If the kick was successful, it would damage greatly and propel mercilessly the boy backwards towards the senbon thrown by Adonis. If he was able to somehow escape the Gabriel’s mischief, he would still taste the bitterness of the senbon which crept secretly from his back, those traitorous and sneaky needles.

As Adonis ran approaching through the right in a curved path, he was not waiting for the enemy to survive to then resume his strategy. His left hand once more formed the six deadly senbon and readied itself for a second wave. The cherub lifted his sword diagonally in what would seam a slash from a distance in the direction of the boy but it ended up pointed at the heavens although his arm was slightly inclined backwards due to the speed of his steps. “Bring judgment upon this corrupt soul” these words also were carried by the winds and echoed sweetly but with force on the coliseum. On the tip of the sword, an orb of light energy charged and formed as white as snow and bright at the sun.

The boy had survived the first wave of attacks by the most uncommon of lucks but that dire miracle would surely not be repeated a second time. He was now trapped by a second wave of attacks, one which involved yet another secret element. He would have to find his way our by his own skill, or so Adonis hoped for an irrationally lucky guy would be hard to deal with. The moon eyed cherub was already prepared for his third wave of raging determination. This was the Ice Prince and he was not one to neither stop nor take a step for no reason. He would pursue his objective until he was able to grasp it on his hands. His philosophy of life marched with him even into battle. No Rest. No Mercy. No Matter What!
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The fight has been canceled due to the inability from Krist to respond after more than 48 hours which I consider a lack of respect and consideration for me considering my time zone and my rush with other things which he knows very well. Its important to be know that I only accepted this challenge since angel and him blindly believed that "Kris" was able to defeat me and that I didn't that have a chance. Funny. It is curious to notice that I had to correct and help him with his second and third post since it had disregard for the basics of rp and a complete surreal imagination. Now, I fortify my decision that Adonis will only fight on Celestian grounds for never again I want to witness 500mph moves, instant vanishing because of godly speed, dodging of attacks by just saying the character moved faster instead of a creative way of doing so and relying on miraculous luck. Thank you.
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