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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Orn:
9/11/2016 9:29:55 PM
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[i][u]The Death of a God[/u][/i]
"[b]WITNESS ME, DOJO! FOR I AM YOUR RECKONING!!"[/b]
[i]The Nameless King's deep voice boomed from the heavens as the God himself slammed down from the sky, electricity coursing from his muscles as he rose from the crater he had caused as he landed. His Dragonscale armor had been shined, his 11'4 foot long swordspear coursing with bright yellow lighting. The golden crown he wore stood out among the strands of ash protruding from his headdress, the gold gleaming brightly in the sunlight.
He would destroy the Dojo. It was time to end this.
Once and for all.
Of course...he had to consider her.
What if she was coming? What if...what if she could stop him?
No. That wouldn't happen. It would be impossible.
He was the son of GWYN. A GOD. He was unstoppable. He was immortal.
The King roared as he began his approach, each step he took shaking the barren dirt beneath him.[/i]
[spoiler]Open.
Yes, the King dies.
No, he will not die to you.
He will die to someone rather...special.[/spoiler]
English
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*Sketch, Sapphire, Vorim'Tairn and Garry look over the wall.* *Garry "Well s#%&..." [u]Mhmm...[/u] "Come on, we've fended off worse... I think..."
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[b]"FACE YOUR DEATH, COWARDS. I AM THE NAMELESS KING, FIRSTBORN OF GWYN AND SLAYER OF DRAGONS, MASTER OF ORNSTEIN AND GOD OF WAR."[/b] [i]The King roared loudly at the group, a bolt of lightning forming in his left hand as he spoke. He suddenly threw it at the group, the bolt atleast 15 feet long.[/i]
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*They duck under the wall as the lighting passes over, frying six pigeons in midair. They look back over the wall.* "DO YOU THINK WE CARE!?!?!?"
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[i]It wasn't the best idea that the group didn't immediately move, for just then the god had risen into the air, slamming down upon the group with an unimaginable fury.[/i]
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Edited by Skatch142: 9/11/2016 9:44:35 PM*They all jump out of the way, Sketch summons his sword and Vorim gets an orange aura. Garry, though wasn't fast enough and everything but his head is crushed.* *Garry "Godd@#%it." [u]PISS OFF YOU TURKEY![/u]
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[i]Ignoring the robot at his feet, the King immediately launched himself at Vorim, which would be quite intimidating, considering that he was a 10 foot tall god with a massive spear and with the intent of annihilating everything in a mile radius.[/i]
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*Suddenly the king is stopped, surrounded by an orange aura and unable to move. Vorim smashes him into the wall, releasing him as Sapphire boosts slamming her shoulder plate into his jaw.*
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[i]Slamming back even further into the wall, the King only laughed loudly as he suddenly slammed into Sapphire as well, sending her flying with pure force.[/i] [b]"You do not stand a chance. GIVE UP."[/b]
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"Now why would we do that? Just get your own home and smash it up." *Sapphire falls to the ground, sliding. About twelve feet before stopping.*
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[b]"DIE."[/b] [i]Body engulfed with lightning, the King rose up into the air, raising his spear as if about to slam down upon Sketch. He was his intended target, after all.[/i]
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"Nope!" *Sketch swings his swords as hard as he can, causing an extremely powerful blast of air to knock the king right out of the air and off to Sketch's right.* [spoiler]I hope it's fine that I'm doing this stuff, I'm just assuming the king's lightning would be an instakill for them. And now I'm paranoid about people thinking I'm godmoding because of JT blowing that way out of proportion.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I don't plan on killing, but...yeah, the King's pretty damn strong.[/spoiler] [i]Spiraling through the air, the god landed, his face contorted into a look of rage as he slowly approached.[/i] [b]"I am going to kill you. Slowly, but painfully. You will all feel the wrath of the son of a LORD."[/b]
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"A lord of what? Being an a$$hole? Just go away already!" *Sketch swings his sword again, slamming the King into his box. The box doesn't move and it feels like he just hit a giant block of solid lead.*
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[b]"YOU DARE INSULT MY FATHER?! DIE!!"[/b] [i]The King suddenly chucked a bolt of electricity at Sketch, enraged.[/i]
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*Predicting who this was obviously going to go, Sapphire boosts in front of him just before it hits him. The electricity travels through her armor and a series of loud pops can be heard. Her whole suit of armor falls off, smoking.* "Are you okay?!" [u]Yeah...[/u] *Suddenly, an extremely large Boulder slams into the king.*
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[i]Reeling back, the Nameless King suddenly flies out into the open, laughing.[/i] [b]"YOU THINK YOU EVEN STAND A CHANCE?! YOU ARE AS WEAK AS..."[/b] [i]Suddenly, he went silent, staring at something in the distance.[/i] [b]"No...it can't be...not [u]her[/u]..."[/b]
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[u]Who?[/u] "Huh?"
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[b]"...NO..."[/b] [i]For at that moment, a figure had arrived at the Dojo gates, staring eerily at the Nameless King. It had a feminine posture, extremely thin yet standing straight and tall, her height 5'9. Her entire body was hidden away by a fortified suit of steel, ceramic, kevlar, and carbon, the red and ash colored grey fabric burnt. Her head was hidden away by a metallic knightess helm, visor lowered at the moment. She held out her hand, and a coiled greatsword formed within it, the blade of the weapon igniting in flames. She spoke, and it became clear of who she was.[/i] "King. Son of Gwyn, Master of Ornstein. Let us end this." [i]Anri. Unable to speak out of an apparent fear for the knightess, the Nameless King backed away, his grip tightening on his weapon as he did so.[/i]
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[u][b]You're not going anywhere.[/b][/u] *The king finds himself surrounded in an orange glow again, unable to move as he is carried closer to Anri. Sketch and Sapphire just stare at her, their jaws hanging open.*
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[b]"NO! RELEASE ME, YOU FOOLS!"[/b] [i]Anri suddenly started to pick up her pace, the sword in her hand suddenly flashing brightly and appearing as a 6'7 long coiled lance, the tip molten. She placed both hands on what could be considered its handle, or grip, and raised it to where the tip as pointed at the King's heart. She began a charge, putting all of her strength into one colossal blow to the god.[/i]
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*Vorim keeps him from moving, making sure she can kill him immediately.*
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Edited by Orn: 9/12/2016 1:45:23 AM[i]Letting out a slight roar of rage, Anri slammed the end of the lance straight into the Nameless King's chest, busting through the bubble and breaking the armor that he had worn, the tip protruding from the god's back. Both were sent breaking through the orange ball, the Nameless King hurtling to the ground with a loud thud. He twitched for a moment, raising his left hand before going completely limp. An orange light surrounded his body, a bright orange gas rising up from the King's corpse and swirling around Anri, before fading away. It was over. The King was dead. Pulling her lance out of his chest, Anri looked back at the three, or four, if you counted what remained of Garry, only only nodded.[/i] "...Well. It's good to be back." [i]She sounded older, maybe in her mid thirties, yet also fairly serious as well.[/i]
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"Anri!" *Sketch runs up and hugs her.*
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[i]Surprised, Anri only chuckled lightly as she hugged Sketch back. Although she felt skinnier, she still weighed the same, it seemed.[/i] "Hey, Sketch. I missed you, pal. Really."
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"I missed you too." *He pulls away.* "Are you skinnier? You should probably take off that helmet since you don't really need it now."
