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| Metool2 | Jul 10 2010, 01:09 PM Post #1 | ||||||||||
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" Are you with me, Geass? " Kamen Rocket said as he stood with Brightopolis once more to his back, his hometown once more acting as his point of exit. Except this time, instead of turning his eyes to the north and west, his gaze stared into the distant south... The dark and damp regions of the marshy Murmur Valley. Soundlessly the ghostly pokemon partner to the burning rocket rose up from seemingly nowhere, to appear over the shoulder of Kamen. Its silent eyes peering towards Kamens face understandingly... He had been with the rocket for a long time now and understood the mans spirit well. His eyes didn't see the marshlands before him, they pierced beyond sight to the distant barrier mountains... His time in the desert had shown him hardship, and now he felt compelled to push himself further... " Barrier mountains. A treacherous path, surrounded by the Forests of Fury. What secrets does that mountain hold? And what wonders can I seize, as my given birthright as Kamen Rocket... The only way to find out is to go there myself and scale the imposing heights. " He said with a chuckle to himself, his hands resting down on the three pokeballs around his waist. Chosen carefully among his team, he would travel with them, and push himself to grow just as they did. " Beware, Pokemon. Kamen Rocket is on the loose! " He shouted, as he took off running into the marsh. ----- Location: Brightopolis Destinations: Soggy Dirt --> Sinklands 1 --> Mist Valley --> Barrier Mountains. Geass lv 12 out with him
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| Angel | Jul 11 2010, 02:20 PM Post #2 | ||||||||||
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[.3 ]Setting forth once more, our intrepid Kamen Rocket is off to prove his manliness to the world. It was truly an inspirational moment. Especially when you see the manly bond that Kamen has with his Shuppet. Cute little devil he is. Still, many challenges lay ahead the fated pair and very soon their manliness in a way they could never imagine. Suddenly, out of nowhere, came a torrent of water that struck the ground in front of Kamen. The blast sent bits of earth and grass flying, cover Kamen from head to toe... or mask to toe in this case. Off to the side, our masked rocketeer would be able to see where the water had come from. Perched atop a boulder was a weasel like Pokemon. But it wasn't an ordinary weasel, it was a Buizel. A masked Buizel that is! Yes! You are reading this correctly. Right there before Kamen and Geass was a masked Buizel complete with manly scarf, cause we all know that it takes a real man to pull off a scarf. The Buizel's gaze were locked with Kamen's. Both of them knew what this was. It was a challenge, but not to an ordinary duel. No. It was a duel to determine who was truly deserving of the title of "Kamen"! A test to validate their manliness in ways that only those who walk that path could understand. This of course can only be understood by men with the burning flame of manliness lit within them, to the rest of us it was simply three seconds of them staring at each other. We should be ashamed of ourselves. “Bui Bui!” The weasel exclaimed as he flexed his muscles and posed to assert his manliness. “BUI!!!” Exclaimed a group of six pom-pom wielding female Buizel's as they leapt from behind the boulder.“Bui Bui! Bui Bui Bui Buizel!” They cheered in unison as they did a synchronized dance. Apparently they are great fans of the Kamen Buizel and are here to cheer for him. “Bui Bui!” Exclaimed Kamen Buizel once more. From behind the boulder now appeared another Buizel, but unlike the previous weasels, this one was donning a spiffy referee shirt. Looks like we got out selves a referee too. The challenge has been made. The stage set. And the adoring fans ready to witness their masked hero do battle once more and prove that he is the manliest of all masked men out there. The question remained, would Kamen Rocket rise to the challenge? Or would he yield and flee with his tail between his legs?
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| Metool2 | Jul 12 2010, 11:23 AM Post #3 | ||||||||||
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.5 ![]() The sudden blast of water striking the ground caused Kamen to leap back, his knees bent and hand moving to grasp onto the pokeball of Ruckus, his head jerking up as he looked around for the source of the sudden surprise attack, a bit impressed by the audacity of one daring to strike out at him so brazenly. His attention however was caught by the pokemon standing atop the large stone... It's face concealed by a mask not too unlike his own, their eyes meeting in only a passing instance, but that single second that their eyes met it was like a bolt of lightning struck between them. In the passing fraction of a second they had communicated all there was to be said... Those who lived by the mask knew how to speak the most with no words at all, it was as if their souls themselves were already connected, and words would just be wasted. The other Buizel leapt from behind the rock and began to cheer as Kamen Bui flexed and posed... From his two pokeballs Ruckus and Crag both came out, sensing the atmosphere of the moment. The huge rock snake curling up behind Kamen and glaring down at him, letting out a loud roar that shook the ground and kicked Kamens scarf to billowing forward, as the Wartortle sat down on one of the Onix's stones and muttered, asking if they should just finish the lot of them off and be on their way, chewing on a piece of grass it had grabbed. Kamen grinned behind his mask and glanced back to his pokemon, his hand slowly flexing and unflexing in and out of a fist. " No. You stand back. Can't you hear it? " He asked. To which the two just looked at Geass confusedly, who only shook his head. " Ku ku ku ku ... " Kamen chuckled, as he slowly stepped forward towards Kamen Bui, his hand clenched into a fist at his side before suddenly stamping his foot down on the ground and bringing the fist up. " This peerless right fist of mine is crying out. It's ferocious din calls me into battle. Listen up, Because this is important! I am the man whose name causes the Devil and Buddha to quake! Neither karma nor fate dare interfere in the path that I carve for myself as I adventure across this land, for I am a testament unto my own glory! The man whose word is as good as gospel! The rocket burning furiously! Burning the Heavens Red! Kamen Rocket! " He said dramatically as he ran his thumb firmly across the cheek of his bask and suddenly jerked it outward, pointing his finger directly at Kamen Bui, his eyes noticeably narrowing behind his mask as he faced off against this regions Kamen. " I may just be a Kamen passing through, but you better remember me! " He said in a whisper of a voice that held as much power as his shout. " Because now I'm your opponent. "
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| Angel | Jul 12 2010, 09:10 PM Post #4 | ||||||||||
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[.5 for the post and for the sprite.]The challenge... accepted. Truly a day for manly men to rejoice. Their hearts a flutter with an unknown excitement that shakes them to the core. Women every where feel something too, though the place is best left unmentioned for the more tender audiences. Suffice to say, that Opaddeka will have a baby boom nine months from now. Yes... it was that epic. “Bui Bui!” Exclaimed Kamen Bui as he leapt into the air. A front flip and manly pose later, he landed on the ground, ready to do battle. “Buisel!” Kamen Bui added in a challenging tone of voice. “Bui...” The cheerleaders went upon hearing their hero speak, almost fainting in the process. The effects really were that severe ladies and gentlemen. A second later, they rebounded and once more started in a synchronized dance and cheer. “Bui Bui Bui! Bui Bui Bui! Bui Bui Buiiiiisel!” “Bui!” Kamen Bui added to the cheer, in some say acknowledging what they are saying. The referee shirt wearing Buisel then made his way to the field. Once at his designated position, he looked over both fighters and gave them a hand gesture to ready themselves. Buisel then looked at Kamen Bui, who was already in his fighting stance and ready to battle. After a quick nod to assure the ref of his readiness, Ref. Buisel then looked at Kamen. Again he waited for the human to enter a fighting stance and notify when he was ready to battle. “Bui...” The ref said as he threw his hand in the air, once he obtained confirmation.For a moment he paused, as he gave a quick glance at both combatants again. The audience held their breath, barely able to contain their excitement. “...Sel!!!” He exclaimed as he brought his arm back down. And so that start of the duel was announced. The audiences hearts sank as they heard the proclamation to begin. None of them could bring themselves to speak or blink. They did not want to ruin a single moment of their manly Kamen Bui in action. Neigh... they could not ruin it. Each moment was unique... incapable of being repeated or reproduced. Such was the way of these manly men.
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| Metool2 | Jul 14 2010, 01:30 PM Post #5 | ||||||||||
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.4 ![]() Kamen tilted his head back and to the side a little, grinning behind his mask as he gazed across the slightly damp ground to the small masked pokemon, his fist slowly gripping again and again as he leaned forward and began to walk forward, opening his hand to shake it. " Ku ku ku ku ku ku ... " He chortled in a low echoey voice, his quiet pose belying the slowly rising fire in his soul... Building his spirit second by second. Suddenly his head tilted forward, the light glinting over his mask like a sudden flash as his body launched itself forward, taking off like a rocket from the spot and charging headlong towards Kamen Bui, his fist once more clenched as he kept one arm crossed infront of him, palm hovering over his fist. " He who strikes first wins! Flaming Soul of Heroism: Kamens First PUNCH! " He shouted as he struck out with his fist, his entire upper body turning to build up the momentum of the punch in concert with the speed of his charge to launch a blistering fast strike to lay low his masked foe. -----------
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| Angel | Jul 14 2010, 09:34 PM Post #6 | ||||||||||
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[.3 ]Silence befell the area once the referee gave the order to commence. Neither combatant would dare to move an inch... or perhaps it was they it they were testing each other. Yes. That must be it. It is said that the man who makes the first move in a duel is the one to lose. The entire battle could hinge on that very move, so much so, that deadly duels between masters have ended in one move. However, in a duel like this there is something more in this phase... It allows them to demonstrate their fighting spirit to the fullest! Almost simultaneously , both combatants let out their battle cries... or rather evil laugh or whatever it was that Kamen did. The human's spirit became focused within his body. This allowed him to land even deadlier blows than before, but he wasn't the only one. Kamen Bui did the same, but slightly different. The muscles on the Buizel's body tensed up, granting him greater strength and durability than before. This is truly a fine start to the battle that would test both combatants to the fullest of their ability. Releasing their stored up strength, the Kamen's charged at each other. Kamen Rocket channeled his burning spirit into his fist, ready to slam it into the Buizel with all of his power behind it. The masked Pokemon replied with the same burning passion in the form of an Aqua Jet attack. The torrent of water that engulfed the Buizel looked more powerful than it normally would thanks to the earlier bulking up. And then... they clashed... and a powerful clash it was. It was like their spirits collided, with neither side capable of pushing back the other. A second later, the stalemate ended in the most gruesome of ways. Kamen's fist managed to cut through the torrent of water and strike the Buizel in the face. Only the mask he was wearing managed to save him suffering the full force of the blow, but it didn't save him from being blown back a few feet. His mask severely damage and missing a sizable portion on the right side. However, Kamen did not walk away unscratched. Though his fist cut through the water, it didn't stop it from slamming into his body with the power the Buizel put behind it. The water impacted his body, pushing him back until he managed to find a better footing on the soggy dirt. His clothes and scarf slightly torn and soaked from the powerful torrent. The mask was unaffected for the most part, only small cuts here and there. Both combatants fell to their knees from the attacks. Clearly they were evenly matched... at least physically. This battle would surely be won by the man with the strongest spirit. Kamen Bui understood this. He knew that the only way to win was to allow the flame that burned deep in his heart to surge forth uncontrolled and unchecked. Only by doing this, could he prove that he was the rightful owner of the title of 'Kamen'! "BUI!!! ZEL!!!' Kamen Bui yelled at the top of his lungs as he sprang back up to his feet. Kamen Rocket understood what it was. He was the only one could after all. This power came from his heart, neigh, his very soul. Kamen Bui was now fighting with all of his might. He would not allow Rocket to drown his burning soul. Nothing would do this. That is why he must win. To lose... would be the same as dying.
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| Metool2 | Jul 15 2010, 11:55 AM Post #7 | ||||||||||
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.4 ![]() Bui might think they were equal, but Kamen Rocket held no such notions... The buizel had spirit, he would give him that. But he was but a flickering candle in a whirlwind compared to the bonfire that lit the heavens till no stars could be seen. Such was the nature of his soul, that his fire lit the soul of others but was never met with peer. The water dripped from his body, his clothes smudged, dirtied, and soaked till they felt like they were several pounds heavier than earlier. He had taken a pretty direct hit, probably one few other trainers would allow themselves to be exposed to, but he wasn't a normal trainer... His pokemon were put through such tests of their fortitude, the least he could do was show his respect for his partners and stand in the same battlefield that they regularly took for themselves. He saw the Buizel stand back up and shook his head, as he stood up slowly and jerked his head to the side. CRACK. His neck popped loudly, and sent a sensation of pleasure down his body from the sudden release of tension before he punched his fist into his hand. It was just one trade of blows, this battle would go on alot longer than this, and by the end he knew without a doubt he would be the only man left standing... The greater mask bearer. " ALRIGHT " He said, as he leapt forward once more into battle, charging directly at the Buizel and swinging with a low kick to send the water pokemon flying, only for the far more nimble small creature to tap his leg and flip over it like a pommel horse. Not one to be undone, Kamens body dropped back, his palms planting into the ground as he swung himself around with a swiveling round-about kick that protected him from an incoming counter attack to his missed strike till he could right himself. When he was back to his feet, he only had a split second to react as he leapt back with one step, watching the orange blur streak by him in a burst of speed that forced him to rely on his reflexes instead of his reactions. He grinned behind his mask at the miss, before grunting as a sudden shock of pain grazed across his chest... a blow landed. A glancing blow, but still one that hurt. The two became like a whirling dervish, as flashes of black and red lunged out, white and blue blurring to dodge and strike only to miss. To those watching the speed of the combat was quickly growing harder and harder to follow, but the twin Kamen souls seemed to instinctively read each others actions and react accordingly... Neither could land more than superficial strikes it seemed in this blaze of combat; ground was kicked up by missed blows and tossed about, and even Ruckus could feel the breeze from the strikes that struck the air and began to cut up a small storm in the center of the battlefield. Suddenly the two broke off and began charging towards the crowd of Buizel, sending them scattering for cover. The two kamen charging headlong, side by side towards the more hilly regions to the east, moving away from the scuffed and scarred ground they had been fighting at. As they ran, Kamen Rocket suddenly stopped, sliding slightly as Kamen Bui turned a bit further up to face his opponent, now the two squaring off again, though now by themselves as their fans and companions had yet to catch up at this point. " KAMEN ROCKET KICK! " Kamen Rocket shouted out with full spirit as he leapt to strike again at the Buizel, this time burning his spirit into his leg to strike with full force.
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| Angel | Jul 16 2010, 08:26 PM Post #8 | ||||||||||
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[.3 ]The awe inspiring combat skill demonstrated by the masked opponents left the crowd with their moves wide open. Drool already was starting to trickle down their collective bodies. They could do nothing but just remain right there motionless in the wake of such skill and awesomeness. The duel was shaping up to be exactly what had been anticipated, and more judging by the looks of things. The Kamen's stopped for a second, readying themselves for another blood thirsty exchange, or it would've been had Kamen Rocket done something right off the bat. Instead of attacking, the human left himself open for a second while he focused his energies to deal more damage. This was a huge mistake, as he soon learned that his energies were already focused. A costly mistake that was... one that Kamen Bui would soon capitalize upon. The masked Buizel quickly concentrated his energies into a swirling vortex of water over his head. It was a Whirlpool attack, and one that Kamen Rocket was not gonna be able to dodge. Once ready, Kamen Bui unleashed the vortex of water encasing the human within it. The swirling water tore into his clothes more and damaged his mask as it further debilitated the masked warrior. But it wasn't the end of things. No. Kamen Bui wasn't about to let the human off so easily. Seeking to add further insult to injury, the weasel leapt into the and spun sending a energy wave into the Whirlpool. Needless to say, Kamen Rocket felt it. "Bui!" Spat out Kamen Bui at the human. A slight note of content in his voice was the only thing that could let everyone around how he felt about the human. Defeat was unacceptable, but by the looks of things, he'd won... or so he thought. Suddenly, a powerful roar emanated from whirlpool followed by the complete dissipation of the vortex. It wasn't the roar... No. It was the force behind Kamen Rocket's jump that freed him from his watery prison. As quickly as he escaped, the human came right back down after a little mid air flip. His target... Kamen Bui! Rocket's kick found perch on the weasel's body, dealing a considerable amount of damage. The masked combatants were sent in opposite directions, as Kamen Bui was pushed back the heavy blow and Kamen Rocket did and impressive aerial recovery flip. Truly manly. Again both masked fighters locked their gazes upon each other. Neither man was willing to back down or capable for that matter. Their souls would not allow it. It would be like asking them to stop breathing. It was simply impossible for them to do so, though if they did... well I don't want to go into the cosmic implications should this occur. It would be... catastrophic.
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| Metool2 | Jul 17 2010, 12:36 PM Post #9 | ||||||||||
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.4 ![]() " This battle, it's already finished. " Kamen said with a grin, a slight wince in his eye from the soreness that began to wear on him from the vicious blows that he had endured so far... But from his keen eyes, he could see that Kamen Bui was suffering worse than he was. That one small separation was enough to chance the face of the entire battle. " But you won't step down, you won't back away, will you? Ku ku ku ku ... Such foolish, and baseless pride. " He held his hand out infront of him and gripped it tightly as if crushing the very earth itself in his grip. " How I ADMIRE IT! " Leaping up into the air, he came down at Kamen Bui once more with another kick, striking down into the ground only to miss by scant inches, though the attack had been made to close in the distance between them once more, to place them once more into the locked horns of combat where their fists transmitted their burning souls betwixt the two of them. " In the whole of the universe! In all of creation, we are but two specks upon the specks of specks! But in this barless combat we are as the gods! COME! CRY 'I' UNTO THE HEAVENS WITH ME! LET ALL OF OPADDEKA KNOW WE EXIST! Let the heavens know that we are equal unto them! " He cried out, as he launched his fist at a blistering pace to strike the Buizel away, and intended to chase after him with never ceasing combat... Between the two of them, their souls would burn a star into the sky!
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| Angel | Jul 19 2010, 07:46 PM Post #10 | ||||||||||
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[.3 ]Kamen Rocket was right about one thing. Kamen Bui was hurting worse than he was, but he neglected to note one thing. This wasn't an ordinary Buizel... no... IT WAS KAMEN BUI! The manliest of all the Buizel. One of the only, if not the only, men who could understand that burning flame within the human's soul. The flesh may be weak, but the spirit was still willing and that was all that was needed. Long after his body gave out, Kamen Bui would still be standing and ready to battle. Leaping into the air, the human prepared to deliver another deadly kick. Considering the weasel's current state, he'd be hard pressed to miss... or would he? The soggy dirt gave out underneath Kamen's foot as it landed. Yes. Landed. No Kamen Bui waiting to receive the blow. Why? Because the Buizel used it's Agility to increase his speed and dodge at the last second. Truly epic. The crowed gasped at the disappearance of their beloved masked weasel, but were soon cheering again once they saw him reappear behind the human. Kamen Rocket quickly swung about, bringing his fist to bear at the masked weasel. His spirit infused fist met Kamen Bui's abdomen, nearly knocking the wind out of him. Still, this wasn't enough to stop him. It would never be enough. The blow struck a good spot and dealt maximum damage, but unfortunately the earlier missed attack had injured the human's leg somewhat. This drastically took away from the punch's power... power it needed to deal a crippling blow right there and then. Following the punch, Kamen Bui grabbed hold of the human's arm and let loose with a torrent of water right at the human's chest. The blow pushed both combatant's apart again, skidding to a halt a few feet back. The injuries were starting to pile up even more than before. The current exchange left Kamen Rocket with an injured ankle which would take away some of his speed and agility. Meanwhile, Kamen Bui now had a busted rib that made him slightly more vulnerable to attacks. These injuries weren't something that could be ignored or set aside. They would now make both masked men think over their strategy. No longer would we see them fighting on instinct alone. Now we would see them thinking more and utilizing their heads for something other than head butting each other. Well... at least we hoped.
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| Metool2 | Jul 21 2010, 04:54 PM Post #11 | ||||||||||
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.4 ![]() The ankle sent a jolt of pain running up Kamen Rockets leg, causing him to jerk his head back and let out a loud and low grunt in pain... Only to jerk his head back forward, eyes glaring towards the Buizel that also was dealing with heavy damage. He smirked behind his mask. Through the fog of pain he could still asess the battle... If things continued this way. The battle would be won. All that was left was to barrel forward with unbridled energy, never ending spirit, and the soul of one who dons a mask to claim himself to be truly 'masked'. Strategy? What use was strategy... Those who spent their whole lives planning, thinking, wondering about the future rarely had the guts it took to venture out into that future or to truly experience it! Kamen Rocket was a man who blasted off into tomorrow, charging forward like a man possesed of spirits never giving an inch to god or destiny. He claimed that tomorrow, it was his prize... Just as was this battle! He charged forward, biting down hard on his teeth when his foot slammed down on his ankle, hearing a wet and meaty POP and crackle but refusing to give it any mind. There would be time for tears, and pain later... All that was left here was spirit. "GRIT YOUR TEETH!" He screamed out as he charged into the Buizel. --------------------
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| Angel | Jul 25 2010, 05:59 PM Post #12 | ||||||||||
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[.3 ]Pushing through the pain, Kamen Rocket charged onward. His ankle was already beyond the point any normal person would be capable of continuing. Still. He wasn't a normal human. He was Kamen Rocket!! One of the, if not THE, manliest men out there. His fighting spirit carried him through the pain. He was unstoppable like a rocket setting off for the limitless ocean of stars up above. Shoulder first, Kamen Rocket slammed into his opponent. However, Kamen Bui was not stupid. The Buizel could differentiate a head on charge and braced himself for impact a few seconds before the human made contact. Unfortunately for the weasel, the impact served to worsen his injured ribs and thus was sent back. After skidding a few feet in the soggy dirt, Kamen Bui brought himself back to his knees. Blood started to drip down his maw. An obvious side effect of having broken ribs and internal injuries. The sight of his own blood ignited a fire like never before in Kamen Bui's soul. Never had he'd been pushed back so far. Even worse, this beating came at the hands of a human. He would never accept this. No. He's sooner die than let a human get the best of him. With war cry that would make even the biggest of men flee in terror like little girls, Kamen Bui charged forward like never before for an old fashion bare knuckle beat down. His right fist came up slamming into the abdomen of Kamen Rocket making bend over in pain. The weasel's left fist followed soon after, slamming into the same spot. The second blow cost the human his breath, causing him to bend over even further. "Buiii! Buiii!!" Kamen Bui after landing the last two blows. Slowly he crouched down and readied his right fist again for another punishing blow. "ZELL!!!" As Kamen Bui screamed out at the top of his lungs, he jumped upward. His right first came up and slammed right into the human's mask with enough force to shatter half of the mask with the powerful hit. The power behind the upper cut threw both human and weasel up six feet into the air. For a second, you could almost say that they were floating in mid air. As if... the force of the blow had suspended them right there, but it was only lasted for a second. A second later they both came right back down and landed on their backs on the wet mud. Neither fighter could move after the last exchange. Their bodies wrapped in pain, they could no longer continue to do battle... well, that is what common sense tells us. But this was not true. Both fighters were still ready to do battle and would not allow themselves to fall. Slowly both combatants rose to their feet. Their faces betrayed them, showing their opponent just how tired they truly were. It was easy to tell that the next exchange would be the last of the battle. Neither of them could afford to let the fight go on any longer, nor could they muster necessary spirit to carry them onward. Even spirit had its limits, and this was it. The entire battle boiled down to this. The one who still had the strongest fire would allow him to emerge victorious, but who was it? Both sides seemed too equal to tell at first glance. Only once the final blow was dealt, would the victor be decided. Until then it was anyone's guess.
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| Metool2 | Jul 25 2010, 07:11 PM Post #13 | ||||||||||
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.4 ![]() Kamen Rocket breathed heavily, a few cracks forming on his mask, his arms hanging forward slightly from the weight of battle... He was pushing his body to the limits in a way that he had never thought possible before. He was used to combating humans, to pitting himself in blistering one off strikes against pokemon... But he had never endured such a long combat like this before. But he also had not encountered a pokemon like this buizel before. From behind him his pokemon were holding their breaths, watching as this battle played out. It could go either way at this point as it was obvious that both Bui and Kamen Rocket were pushed to their limits and could be felled by a single blow... Yet, even though both were weaker than they ever knew before in their lives, they still seemed to project a fierce battle aura like titans, almost as if giant aura projections of their spirits were still impacting one another, creating momentary flashes of lightning as the edges of their spirits touched. Beneath his mask, Kamen grinned and slowly raised his hand into the air, his voice croaking out. " Geass. " All eyes turned towards the floating shuppet, who had watched the battle silently with knowing eyes. Nodding in response to the statement as he suddenly dove down towards Kamens backpack, and with a flick of his body, threw something like a blur. Snatching in mid air, Kamen grasped the Super Potion in his hand and grinned, giving it a sharp twist to break the top open, tossing the spritzer to his side, discarding the broken top of the potion to the ground as he pointed his finger towards Kamen Bui. " It's not over yet. " With a jerk of his arm, he tossed the Super Potion towards the injured pokemon before reaching up and catching the second Super Potion that his ghost pokemon tossed towards him, breaking it's top as well before tilting his head back and moving his mask up enough to exposed his mouth. Tilting the bottle up, he poured the medicinal concoction down his own throat... Tasting the bitter restorative medicine as it burned his throat and caused his eyes to water before h e jerked his head away with a cough and spit... Having downed the entire bottle. It was meant to be a medicinal potion, to restore the wounds and power of a pokemon... But what about a human? What would be the side effects? He didn't care. He had the spirit, he would fight through whatever the consequences of his action was. As he dropped the empty bottle, he brought his mask back down over his face... Even as the jaggged cracks began to grow more and more, zipping across the bottom half of his mask before suddenly shattering, exposing his jaw and almost sharklike jagged grin. Slowly sliding back into battle position, he felt his muscles spasm and flexing as a sudden surge of power ran through his body... An almost animalistic force flowing through his body, if only temporarily. But just long enough, he thought, to bring this fight to the conclusion it deserved. " Alright, Bui. No more holding back. We lay all our cards on the table and finish this. No looking back, No regrets. Let's burn ourselves in this battle till nothing is left but white hot ashes. HOUKAAAAAAAAA~ "
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| Angel | Aug 7 2010, 06:12 PM Post #14 | ||||||||||
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[.3 ]In a display of true competitive spirit, Kamen Rocket tossed Bui a Super Potion before taking one himself. This showed how much of a man he truly was. Only a person who represented true manliness would do such a thing. I did it once myself. Gave a guy a quarter to fight me in Marvel Vs Capcom II at the arcade and ended up losing... five times... yeah... let's get back to the battle. Taking the medicine, both combatants quickly felt the liquid's restorative powers at work. Most of their injuries and weariness from battle vanished, however they quickly noticed something. Their bodies were still wracked by their serious injuries. Sorry kids, but a potion isn't enough to deal with broken ribs and a sprained ankle. It was a nice try though. Still, with their bodies restored they could give one final display of manliness that would make the audience pass out from over exposure to manliness. I know that the girls are already about to pass out. A small breeze swept through the area. Both combatants scarf's flowing in the momentary breeze before going dead once more. Silence filled the battle field for a moment as both fighter's readied themselves for what was about to come... or rather, what they were about to do. And then... BANG!! They were off! Kamen Rocket suddenly leapt up into the air before doing a front flip and coming back down in a death defying flying kick. Somewhere on a distant parallel universe... a group of certain masked heroes would be proud that their legacy lives on. Maybe even a tear slowly fell down their collective masked faces. Only Kamen Bui was not as moved as his masked brethren. Well, at least not to the point of being proud and left in tears. No. He was all fired up and ready to dole out some punishment of his own. The masked Buizel let out a powerful war cry as a surge of water enveloped him. Then, like a bullet, the masked weasel flew off to encounter his fated masked rival like a rocket slicing through the air. A second later... they collided. The resulting clash of power resulted in a powerful pressure wave making the audience cover themselves to avoid getting mud in their eyes. Meanwhile, their heroes continued to struggle in mid air. Neither combatant was willing to give in. No. They couldn't. To give in was to die, and they would not die. Their souls were to strong for something as insignificant as the Grim Reaper to claim. He lacked the power and skill to contain either of these souls, let alone both. Still, silently he hovered around this battlefield hoping to claim one. But alas, he also had to fight the Valkyries who wished to claim one for Valhalla and the Angel's for Heaven. Poor fools. They would not get their wish... at least today. An explosion from the colliding attacks sent both combatants to the mud, sliding several yards before coming to a stop. Silence befell the arena once more. Neither masked fighter was moving. The audience thought it was over. The Reaper held onto his scythe with anticipation expecting someone to die today. Suddenly, and much to the Reaper's dismay, there was movement. Both combatants slowly rose up their feet. They were beaten, battered, bruised, broken, but not defeated. Each one was covered in what seemed to be a ton of dirt, and it felt like it to them. It was anybody's guess how they were still capable of standing up, but they were. There is only one phrase that can truly describe the situation: "One shall stand, One shall fall...". Now it was a matter of determining who would fall.
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| Metool2 | Aug 8 2010, 07:18 PM Post #15 | ||||||||||
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The Rocket That Burns The Heavans Red
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[ .4 ]" We both know how this will end. " Kamen Rocket said, grinning widely and fangedly from behind his broken mask, his fingers slowly sliding across his mask, wiping away the mud and leaving long brown lines of mud still on the mask, like dags of warpaint as his hand slung to the side, casting the dirt away dramatically. Then, he took off once more into a charge... Heading headlong into the Buizel, raising his fist high into the air as he opened his mouth and let out another primal shout, intending to bring this battle finally to a close. He wasn't going to hold anything back, not play it safe, not lighten up because the Buizel was injured. Like a rocket, he was burning as bright as he could as he rocketed into that burning tommorow. I am the only, solitary, human legendary. Paragon of masculinity! A shining soul that sets his sights for nothing less than the heavens themselves! Like a beacon of spirit, casting its light to split the fog and darkness of doubt and deception. When fate dares to lay an obstacle in my path, I crash right through it! A rocket shatters the limitations mankind has set for themselves and cracks the vault of heaven! Don't you know who I am!? You may be unaware of the name of the ruler of this land. It will be understood if you don't know what the gyms of Opaddeka are. You will even be forgiven if you are ignorant as to the name of the star that burns ever over our heads during the day! But to not know who I am is a crime against nature itself! Listen up, because this is important. It is an immutable law of nature. I am unstoppable... I am Kamen Rocket.
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| Angel | Aug 12 2010, 08:10 PM Post #16 | ||||||||||
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I Am The Coolest Person And You Should All Know It
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[.3 ]After a long arduous battle, it was finally here. It was the second that all that came before was for. That lone second that decided who would walk out victorious, and who would be carried back home like a whiny little... wait... we do not need foul language ruining this beautiful thread and all of its awesomeness. This is an encounter between true men and real men have no need for such words. No. Those words only weigh down their souls. Kamen Rocket and Kamen Bui locked gazes once more. This time however, it would be the last... at least for this battle. Their bodies could no longer take it. No matter how they willed it to fight, it would not. Their bodies would fall after one last blow... but that didn't stop them. No. It would never stop them. In fact. It only made their souls burn brighter like a comet blazing through the heavens. Scorching anything that crosses its path. Of course... such comets are meant to burn out eventually. Ignoring the pain in their bodies for the last time, they charged at each other. Kamen Rocket's body was covered in a shroud of energy that seemed to sprout from his very soul. However, Kamen Bui wasn't far behind as he utilized his earlier Hydro Jet combo move. Both combatants letting out a thunderous roar as they closed the distance until... BOOM!!! They met in an epic final clash. Mud and water flew everywhere and both combatants were engulfed in a cloud of steam. Silence befell the battlefield once more. Slowly the steam cloud began to dissipate until a shadow could be seen. From the size of the shadow, one could guess that it was Kamen Rocket that was standing making him the winner. The female Buizel's held their breath in shock. In capable of processing what just happened. The Referee raised his arm and readied himself to announce the winner. Just as his arm was about to fall and call the match, a small gust of wind swept through the area and cleared away the vapor cloud. For the first time in the last minute or so, the audience got a good look at their heroes. The cracks in their masks had widened. Their clothes and scarfs were torn to mere shreds of what they used to be. Blood trickled down their various cuts and gashes. However... that wasn't the worst of it. The worst of all was their inability to stand up straight. You see... the only reason they were standing right now was that they were resting against each other. Neither masked fighter was capable of staying up any longer without some manner of support. The fact their eyes were completely white from being out cold while on their feet helped them to reach this realization. Then, they slipped and fell face first, or rather mask first, to the mud. “Bui!!! Zel!!!” The referee yelled as he threw his arms up into the air. It was obvious what he just said. It was a draw, plain and simple. Both sides rushed to the aid of their chosen hero. Kamen's Pokemon flipped him over and found him just barely waking up from the last exchange. While that was happening, two other Buizel's appeared out of nowhere, dressed in paramedic outfits and wielding a stretcher. Quickly they headed over to Kamen Bui and lifted him up to the stretcher after giving him a once over. Still, before they could haul him off for proper treatment, Kamen Bui motioned to them to turn him toward Kamen Rocket. “Bui... Zel...” Kamen Bui said weakly to Rocket before passing out. To anyone else this was nothing, but not to Kamen Rocket. He understood it. It was a promise. A promise understood only by men who walked the path of true manliness. A promise that they would some day cross paths and do battle once again. Many moons would pass between this battle and the next, but it would come. The heavens proclaimed it so and it shall come to pass. And so, having issued his challenge, Kamen Bui was taken away. Quickly his Cheerleaders followed, eyes teary over seeing their hero in such a state. After a nod of courtesy toward the human, so did the Referee join them. Now the human, having properly defended his honor as a man, and his posse were free to continue on their journey and prove to the world what the it means to walk the path of manliness.
Congratulations on a well fought battle!! For surviving/enduring this battle you have been awarded an extra 3.0 to be awarded to which ever Pokemon you see fit. On top of that, Kamen Rocket will require medical treatment to take care of his injuries. After that, he will require 10 posts to recover and be ready for more strenuous physical activity. I truly hope that you enjoyed this mini storyline/event battle. I do apologize for it going on a little longer than it was intended too, but certain life situations made it rather hard (read impossible) to complete it before. Anyway, any mod can mod you from now so feel free to ask for mods again. Edited by Angel, Aug 12 2010, 08:13 PM.
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| Metool2 | Sep 19 2010, 11:28 AM Post #17 | ||||||||||
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The Rocket That Burns The Heavans Red
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.5 ![]() Kamen Rocket glanced up weakly and grinned towards Kamen Bui, raised one hand and placed two fingers to his forehead. " Kamen Bui." He murmured, as he tapped his forehead, and pointed towards the pokemon with his fingers. " I will remember that name. " He said as his pokemon gathered around him while the Buizel carted away their champion. Coughing out mud he pushed himself up and winced. " Ku ku ku... Something like this? Stop me... Don't count on it." He said, as he reached out and placed his hand on Crag's body and pushed himself up to standing. In a moment, there was a series of flashes across his body, as thousands of pain points erupted along his body, causing his knees to buckle under him and his head to tilt back as he let out a low groan of pain. Ruckus leapt down and ran around to help Kamen back up, but he only held his hand out to stop him as he breathed heavily. "It's... Okay." Geass meanwhile, using a bit more common sense, got some pain killers out of h is bag, levitating them out with some bandages to help him out.... To which Kamen just grinned and leaned back against the giant Onix, and popped the pills into his mouth before proceeding the long process of dealing with his own wounds. Once he had himself treated, he fell back against the pokemon who just growled a bit and gazed down at the weakened human, though bearing a little more respect for the new trainer, even if he had yet to acknowledge him as any better trainer for him... Still, he could imagine worse humans to serve under. Kamen sighed, reaching up and pulling off his broken mask and chuckeling some to himself. "Looks like i'll have to get this repaired... Still." He shook his head and gazed at his shirt and jacket, each soaked and tattered on the ground next to him, his torso covered in bandages. They hardly looked decent to wear now, he would need to replace those as well. After nearly half an hour of rest, he pushed himself up to standing, the pain killers having worked its way through his system and numbing the pain that had earlier nearly crippled him... That coupled with his will would have to carry him through. Geass gazed quietly towards him, as if questioning his resolve. To which Kamen just shook his head. "We're not going back, we move onward." He said, pointing his finger out towards the distant mountains that still filled the horizon, the towering spire of stone reaching even beyond the clouds... His eyes, though showing weariness, seemed to spark with a flame of spirit that would not die out. Storing his clothes and mask in his backpack, he began to lift it up to his back when he winced... Hearing popping beneath his bandages, but just grit his teeth and his eyes clenched tighter before he let out a guttural shout and flashed an angry glare. " Such trivial wounds.... Ku ku ku... You think I'm going to be slowed down by them? I'm Kamen Rocket, the human legendary. " He said with a grin, as he began to walk on, his three pokemon following along. ------ Location: Soggy Hillside Destinations: Sinklands 1 --> Mist Valley --> Barrier Mountains. Edited by Metool2, Sep 19 2010, 12:00 PM.
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| Jance | Nov 13 2010, 08:11 PM Post #18 | ||||||||||
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0.3 ~ Your resolve kept you going for quite some time, despite the pain. Your destination ahead and memories behind there was little to stand in your way. Your companions followed your lead, confident in your command. Still, they were concerned for your safety and kept an extra close eye out for any threat against you. The hills passed behind and the earth beneath you began to grow much more difficult to traverse. Mud and muck stuck to your and your pokémon's feet as you trudged along. It was obvious you were now in the sinklands, probably the least hospitable of landmarks within the murmur valley, even more so than the dense fog to the east. But you were making progress. Oh and some ledyba were keeping pace with you over head. Doesn't look like they're worried about you and your teammates below and are just out for a Sunday fly. Reached Sinklands 1 ![]() Lv.18 | HP: 54/54 ~ Flying over head ![]() Lv.20 | HP: 60/60 ~ Flying over head |
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| Metool2 | Apr 12 2011, 09:23 PM Post #19 | ||||||||||
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.3 ![]() Kamen Rocket gazed up at the flying bug types with narrowed eyes as he continued to walk on. A bit of a grin as he reached down and touched the pokeballs on his belt, Geass casting a wary gaze over towards him. " I'm fine... Besides, we need the excersize. My body feels so sore, it feels like I haven't moved five months." " Wake up! Crag!" He shouted, tossing the pokeball up into the air and splitting it open as the giant rock snake pokemon emerged with a loud roar, shaking even Kamen Rocket on his feet. "Geas, Crag. Double battle now." The two nodded as they moved themselves into position, Geas easily able to match the flying bugs with its floating, whereas Crags giant size gave him more than enough reach. " Crag, I want a rock throw. Geas, Screech the other." He gave his commands, as the two pokemon did their stuff... With the little ghost pokemon releasing a soul scratching screech attack, and the Onix slamming its tail into the ground, digging up a chunk of rock and flicking it like a catapult at the flying bugs. ------------------
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| Kyozuki | Apr 12 2011, 10:15 PM Post #20 | ||||||||||
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0.2 ![]() Your pokemon go on the attack - but sending out a giant 30 ft long collection of boulders is a very obvious tip off. Even as Crag got ready to fight, one of the Ledyba dived at him, fist glowing as it launched a Mach Punch. But Onix are nothing if not tough - even with the type advantage, the attack barely tickled Crag. Crag hoisted up a rock with his tail, launching it at the Ledyba above his head. Alas, he was just a little bit too slow - the Ledyba dodged the projectile, swooping down and letting loose a chittering buzz at Geass. It could have been a debilitating Supersonic attack - but Geass managed to stave off the effects, and came back with a sonic attack of its own, letting out an unearthly Screech that left the Ledyba shaken and wide open for an attack in the very-likely event that you continued this battle. --------------
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