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Post by Inor on Oct 16, 2008 22:09:36 GMT -6
Inor raised his arm high into the air, his hand glowing a bright blue this time. a burst of light shot up into the sky and a blue dome descended down sealing both inor and Rhiath inside a dome. "there now nothing can get in or out. its just you and me in here. " he said running toward Rhiath, his arm glowing purple once more.
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Post by Rhiath on Oct 16, 2008 22:16:11 GMT -6
Rhiath opened his eyes, lifting his arms off the ground, and clapping them together. Pulling them apart, he slammed them back to the ground, palms-down, on either side of the circle.
The circle glowed brightly for a moment, lines of blood-red fire shooting out from the circle to the edges of the dome. The earth between these lines dried, cracked, and blackened. Around the edge of the dome, a ring of fire shot up, sealing the two in even further.
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Post by Inor on Oct 16, 2008 22:18:34 GMT -6
inor watched as the flames rose from the two circles on the ground. he could feel the heat begeing to rise within the dome. Inor jumped in the air leading into a flying kick aimed for Rhiath's chest
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Post by Rhiath on Oct 16, 2008 22:27:01 GMT -6
Rhiath took the kick directly, flying backwards with Inor's foot embedded in his chest. His back slammed against the wall of the dome, the fire surrounding him, as well as his attacker. At this, he laughed. Due to his abilities, he was immune to the pain that accompanied a hellfire burn. Inor, at least to his knowledge, was not.
He grabbed Inor's ankle in both hands, surrounding the other demon's leg in fire, laughing as he did. He twisted the ankle hard, spinning Inor around, before pushing him away.
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Post by Inor on Oct 16, 2008 22:36:30 GMT -6
inor fell to the dirt. trying the best he could to put of the flames. hellfire hurt like a bitch. he knew a direct attack would only land him back into the pain house. after a few tries the flames were gome. Inor slowly stood upward.
Inor was starting to get a little angry. the purple glow on his arms grew brighter. " ah its ready." he said as he jumped upward, and punched the ground as he landed, sending out a shock wave and rubble as he did.
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Post by Rhiath on Oct 20, 2008 0:52:47 GMT -6
Rhiath crossed his arms in front of himself, blocking the rubble while the shockwave knocked him off his feet. He lay on his back as a cloud of dust filled the dome, rendering his eyes useless. Oh well, he thought. At least Inor's as blind as I am. And I've still got a few tricks left...
Rhiath sat up, placing his palms flat on the ground and tapping into the fire energy he'd summoned into the earth. He closed his eyes, mentally reaching out to the ring of hellfire surrounding the two fighters, his body swaying in a slight circle as the unholy flames did the same. Before the dust had even begun to settle, the flames were climbing higher, creating a cyclone of hellfire and blinding dust and ash.
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Post by Inor on Oct 20, 2008 7:52:05 GMT -6
inor's vision was blinded due to the dust. its not like i need to see him to fight. he thought.
inor could feel the flames around him starting to rise up. the heat within the dome was climbing faster and faster. the smell of ash was all he could smell.
damn you. he thought. inor stood there not moving. inor was trying to use clairvoyance. with all that was happen it was a pretty fuzzy picture. but there in the haze inor could just barely make out a figure. inor leaned back and unleashed a Psychic scream.
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Post by Rhiath on Oct 21, 2008 21:05:54 GMT -6
Rhiath yelled out in pain, falling to his knees and clapping his hands over his ears. However, the pain was more psychic than sonic, and the act did nothing to lessen the pain, so Rhiath was forced to wait it out. By the time it ended, his ears were bleeding, both eardrums ruptured. He could feel his own demonic energies beginning to fix the damage, but it would be some time before his hearing was back to normal.
"What is it you think you're doing, Inor!?" Rhiath called out, his anger plain in his voice. "What happened to you!?!? You were one of the most feared in all of Hell! And now? Now, you travel with angels, using your power to protect their kind from one of your own!!"
Rhiath let out a scream of his own, the heat spiking at temperatures that would have killed a normal human. However, it dropped again quickly, as Rhiath looked around. The dust had settled, and he looked directly at Inor.
"You are weak, Inor. You are a disgrace to our kind. They were right to cast you out, but I see that you must now be dealt with." He raised both his hands at Inor, a dome of hellfire surrounding him, much like Inor's psychic shield surrounded them both. Between his hands, a small ball of fire formed, and began to grow. Rhiath concentrated hard, his mind blocking out all distraction.
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Post by Inor on Oct 21, 2008 22:18:21 GMT -6
all inor could do was just watch the hellfire dome surround him. he had used to much energy up all ready he couldn't break free.
"i am not siding with them more using to get get back at those who cast me out." Inor looked directly back at Rhiath.
" but if you think your taking me out, you are not leavening here alive."
Inor closed both of his hands making a tight first and closed his eyes. Inor started to yelling, his whole body started to glow a bright green. Inor's eyes shot open both were filled a strange black flame.
"demonic kamikaze explosion!!"
inor shouted as a fierce blast of psychic erupted from his whole body. the whole dome filled with this black mist. the dome started to crack, as it held the blast back. the ground inside and outside of the dome started to shake violently. buildings in the village started to collapse after what seemed like hours the shaking stopped.
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Post by Rhiath on Oct 21, 2008 22:39:18 GMT -6
Rhiath's flame shield was annihilated by the blast, and the energy he had gathered was lost, strengthening the explosion. Waves of hellfire flowed out through the cracks in the dome, shooting out and setting fire to some of the nearby buildings.
Rhiath wasn't sure exactly what had happened. He'd been gathering his magic for one giant attack, one even Inor couldn't have survived, but he'd been interrupted. He couldn't remember what had done it, but whatever it was, it had hurt like Home. Now, as he opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by black mist, inside of a now-cracked dome. He could hear fire crackling in the distance.
He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't manage it. Looking down, he saw blood. Alot of blood. Then, looking at his mangled and twisted lower body, he realized it was his own. Staring at the widening pool of blood around him, Rhiath soon lost consciousness.
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Post by Inor on Oct 22, 2008 20:47:29 GMT -6
Inor opened his eyes and noticed that he couldn't feel his feet, or any part of his body. from what he could tell he was a black mist floating within the dome. Inor looked down at the ground to only see one body there.
Rhiath was still alive but from the looks of it he was badly hurt. Inor looked around but couldn't find any trace of his body. Inor pressed his mist form up on the already cracking dome, causing it to shatter. large bits started to fall within its self. the mist started to grow smaller.
I don't have much time i need a new body fast. he thought to himself. inor looked quickly floated his way around the village looking for a new host. Inor spotted a small body. inor floated over there was quick as he could entering the body just as his mist was about to disappear.
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Post by drixel on Oct 23, 2008 0:08:56 GMT -6
all drixel could do was just watch as Inor sealed himself in the dome. "inor stop." he tried to shout as inor exploded.
Drixel took laura by the hand. "come on we got to get out of here."
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Post by laura on Oct 23, 2008 0:15:24 GMT -6
Laura was heart broken as she watch the city crumble and burn to the ground. her and drixel started to run. "please we have to find Pablo." she begged Drixel.
she pulled her hand away from drixel and ran off to the middle of the village. She scanned the rubble looking for any trace of of him. after a few minutes of looking She found Pablo standing up from the pile of rubble. " oh Pablo your save. quick come with us." she said grabbing Pablo by the hand. She meet back up with drixel and the 3 of them took off in flight.
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Post by Lotus on Oct 23, 2008 0:47:59 GMT -6
[glow=000000,2,300]A large, purple, apelike figure had watched the barrier appear from the window of a nearby bar. He wasn't nearly as excited as the rest of the patrons. In fact, he was, soon enough, the only living thing left inside, save for the rats in the cellar. He wasn't finished with his drink yet.
Setting the glass down, he grabbed his borrowed sword, Gaia's Torment, which rested next to his seat, and stood. Above his regular pants, he now donned a ragged, sleeveless tank. It was black, and had a few holes, but he only needed it to cover the hideous gashes, left by that wretched vampire.
Throwing the Torment over his shoulder, he left the building, tossing a few coins on the table next to the door. He now stood in front of a mysterious dome. It was cracked, but still in his way. Sure he could have gone around, but that would take him an extra ten minutes. Instead, he struck it with the evil blade, carving an opening large enough for him to walk through. It was rather smokey inside, not to mention hot. Making his way across what seemed to be a battlefield, something caught his eye. Upon first glance, it seemed to be a body. Though, as he got closer, he noticed that the 'body' was still breathing. It was a demon.
"Well, now," he stated, placing the sword in a massive sheath at his hip, "Looks like he got pretty beat up. It'd be a shame to die here with all these people watching. Why not make a glorious comeback?" The ape lifted the unconscious remains, and exited the dome. He wasn't sure what he was going to do with the guy, but he was heading back home anyway. Maybe this guy would make a good general.[/glow]
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Post by Rhiath on Nov 18, 2008 1:48:05 GMT -6
A bright flash of light illuminated the town center, and when it faded, Rhiath stood, blinking to stimulate his eyes to work. After a moment to gather his bearings, Rhiath easily found the direction to the battlefield. Most of the town towards the battle had been leveled by Inor's last attack, so all Rhiath had to do was follow the cracks in the ground.
Walking towards the area where they had fought, Rhiath reflected back on the guns, and their history. He didn't relive every moment he'd had them, but he remembered enough. Getting the revolver from his father. Buying the shotgun himself, then being scolded later for even wanting to use such a brutish weapon. Pulling the trigger on the rifle, watching the head of his first 'hit' jerk back, as the body slumped to the ground. Dying later that day, in a shootout with the target's bodyguards.
He shook his head, clearing his mind of the memories. That was enough for one day. He stood in the middle of a glassed crater, where the dirt had been superheated by his flames. The glass itself was inherently unholy, and as the years passed, wind and rain would erode it, until it was dust in the wind. Unholy dust. It seemed that even the act of the two demons fighting had made the world a darker place.
There. An inch or so below the glass on the far edge. Rhiath walked over, kneeling down to look at the smudge, trying to identify it from its silhouette. He couldn't be sure, but he'd seen no other sign of his possessions. There was only one way to get to it. And it would hurt like hell.
Rhiath gathered a ball of hellfire around his hand, surrounding the flesh in red fire. He made a fist, and cringed, swinging at the smudge in the glass with all his might. A loud crack! echoed out, and for a moment, Rhiath couldn't tell whether it was from his hand or the glass. However, as his hand brushed against fireproof fabric, Rhiath knew which.
Grasping the bundle of material, Rhiath heaved it out of its bubble in the glass, ignoring the blood that was now literally boiling on his hand. He extinguished the flames, wiping the blood onto his jeans as he unwrapped the coat from his guns. He stood, and in a matter of seconds, his gunbelt and shotgun harness were strapped in place again, and the coat was being pulled on. Rhiath reached down, tearing a strip of cloth from the bottom edge, and wrapping it tightly around his hand.
Favoring his wounded hand, Rhiath reached down, pulling his rifle up by its strap. He slid the strap back onto his shoulder, and, lacking any visible way of returning to Second Hell, began to walk, hoping he could find the way back on his own.
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