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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/1/2017 1:37:21 AM
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"G-Gah!"
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[i]"SIMULATION: END[/i]
[i]VICTOR: IRINA"[/i]
[i]The digitalized body of Irina fell to the cold, simulated flooring, gurgling dark, corrupted blood before fading into nothingness, as the simulation of the actual Irina merely chuckled and turned from the dying version of herself.[/i]
[i]It had been...such a long time since she had gotten into a genuine fight. Not against mercenaries or assassins and whatnot - but fights against the warriors of the Dojo, as she hadn't gone against them in quite a while. She brandished her separated Rakuyo blades - one about twenty-four inches long, the blade sharpened to look like a katana, the other being ten inches long and a serrated dagger. She bore no other weapons, other than...a hidden one, within her coat. [/i]
[i]She was...getting bored. The simulation itself was blank, the concrete flooring's stone perfectly place, until a portal opened - as another being entered..[/i]
((Open - you're the one heading in.
Short post. But I need some combat, preferably melee. You come with guns, then I'll draw guns.))
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Edited by Wheatley: 6/1/2017 4:50:22 AM[b]A man cloaked in a black hood stepped inside the simulation, his eyes glowing in the color of deep fire. He seemed to be anywhere from his late twenties to early thirties...[/b] "Hmm. Been awhile since I've faced a Vileblood. Even if it's just a simulation."
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"Mm. I think I'm bleeding, may have cut myself on that edge.." [i]The female joked, as the synthetic blood from her blades dripped and pooled upon the synthetic ground. Clearly, she didn't take the threat of a Hunter very seriously, assuming that was what he even was.[/i] "I hope you know what you're getting into, though. Because I'll probably come after you outside of this and...eh, I'll save the surprise."
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[b]He laughed slightly, staring at her with cold, malignant eyes[/b] "I suppose this is what I get for acting like a Hunter..." [b]He drew his sword that glowed with several corrupted sigils and pulsed with shadow. Even as a sim, there was something that seemed very wrong about him. He paused suddenly, wary of the Vileblood's presence[/b] "Wait... you not..." [b]He suddenly relaxed[/b] "Ah. Sorry, my memory sometimes mixes things up. I suppose that's what you get from dimension hopping..." [b]He raised his sword[/b] "Shall be begin?"
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"Good [i]god[/i], and I thought I needed help. Next thing I know, you'll be teleporting and one-lining every second you get." [i]The woman sighed, her eye twitching slightly as she suddenly assumed stance: both her her weapons were swung out to the side, as if she would pounce upon the man like a tiger would attack a deer. She was ready to begin.[/i]
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[b]He just just stood there with his sword raised, waiting for her to make a first move[/b] "Should I keep this fair or would you like a challenge?"
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"Ha. "Challenge" is just an excuse for you to bullshit your way to victory. I can read you edgelord deities like a book." [i]Irina shook her head, as she began to approach casually, returning to a straight, calm posture.[/i]
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"I guess we will play this fair." [b]His stance was measured, like he knew exactly what she was about to do.[/b]
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[i]Irina meanwhile had suddenly lunged, beginning the fight with a sudden swipe towards his face - it was more of a poke, to test reaction timing.[/i]
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[b]He leaped to the side, his sword up and his stance ready for combat[/b] "I have to admit, it's been awhile."
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"I have to admit, you need to chill out on the edge." [i]She snapped back, calmly swiping at his stomach to test out his speed a little more. Irina had a plan, alright.[/i]
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[b]He spun, calmly sending a sword to intercept the swipe[/b]
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 6/1/2017 8:53:16 PM[i]Irina almost laughed as he spun, flinging her dagger at him - when he turned back, he would likely find the blade stuck within his right shoulder, while her own had been deflected by his sword.[/i] "Amateur move, my dear-"
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[b]However, the dagger simply flew through empty space. He appeared behind her, sending a wave of mysterious energy towards her[/b] "I guess you didn't factor in magic did you?"
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[i]Irina merely turned, yelled[/i] "CALLED IT-" [i]before casually sliding underneath the magic - it was unspecified about how the magic was formed or what it could do, but she merely assumed that it was a horizontal wave and that it was destructive.[/i] "Aww, can't accept defeat so you start using magic? Cute! I'll rip that sword off your corpse."
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"That attitude won't last long when I have you in shackles, watching everything you know die in shadow and fire." [b]He sent a sharp tendril of shadow toward her chest[/b]
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"Now [i]that's[/i] edgy." [i]Irina muttered, strafing to the side as she calmly drew a .45/70 revolver from her coat. She didn't bother mentioning that the fight was being recorded, as her intent was to get it out that this being was to be eliminated.[/i] [i]She had begun to move at a significantly faster pace - as if her reaction timing had suddenly taken a massive change, her very being blurring as she swiftly evaded the tendril.[/i] "You're fun. Edgy, but fun."
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"I see your taking this more seriously now. Oh and don't bother recording this, I already have that handled. That's the advantage of knowing my very existence is a lie, and that our stories are already written." [b]He sent a wave of corrupted shadows toward her, almost testing her reaction[/b]
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"Hmm. Not like the eye-witness account of one of the Dojo's most trusted members isn't reliable, is it? I've dealt with your type before, trust me." [i]Irina giggled, strafing to the side at a slower stride, as she fired two rounds at the being.[/i]
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Edited by Wheatley: 6/2/2017 12:59:03 AM[b]He absorbed their impacts with a wall of shadows, and returned the favor with sharp, black tendrils[/b] "I'm not planning to destroy this universe quite yet. I still need some of it's secrets after all. And even if you did alert Dojo, I'd make sure it wouldn't last through the morning."
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"Would you like to test that theory, you cocky little shit? I'd love to!" [i]Irina laughed loudly, as her very being became a blur - she was practically unseeable, slicing through the tendrils as black light issued from her hand. A sword..?[/i]
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[b]Shadows corrupted with the same fire in his eyes began to emanate from his form, darkness gathering in his hands[/b]
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[i]Since it was a simulation..[/i] [i]Irina began a full-on charge towards the being, before leaping into the air. Within her hands was a gleaming black blade - a darksaber. She reared back to slam it into his chest-[/i] [i]-before suddenly disappearing, as the entire area shifted and changed. It had gone from a room to the outside of a brightly lit castle, the sun beaming down as the Dreadful One found himself in a courtyard. And the woman? Gone.[/i]
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"Bloody Hell. Whatever your doing, and whoever is doing it, stop. Your only wasting time." [b]He knew he had to get out of there as soon as possible[/b]
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[i]No response. The sun continued to beam down upon him, as the darkened castle lay ahead. He would have to go through it to investigate where the woman had gone..[/i]
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[b]He moved toward the castle as he investigated the integrity of the simulation[/b] "Whatever you trying to do, it isn't going to work. I'll destroy my sim and re-enter the real world before you have a chance to act."
