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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/11/2016 10:02:10 PM
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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."
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"I, uh...no, that's not necessary." [i]Something was off about Anri. She turned away, cleaning off the end of her coiled lance.[/i]
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Edited by Skatch142: 9/12/2016 2:00:36 AM"Nonsense! We haven't seen each other in such a long time!" *Sketch pulls her helmet off before she can react.*
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"DAMNIT, NO!!" [i]Anri immediately turned away from Sketch, the lance in her hand suddenly becoming a fragment of a coiled sword as she covered her face with both hands childishly, although the back of her head could still be seen. Her dirty blonde hair was a mess, covering her ears and all. The armor she wore covered the back of her neck, odd enough. Something was wrong. Evident by the fact that Anri had began sprinting away from Sketch, of all people, still covering her face.[/i]
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Edited by Skatch142: 9/12/2016 2:06:39 AM"Hey! What's wrong?! Come back!" *Sketch quickly catches up to her and tackles her, moving her hands out of the way so he can see her face.*
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[i]Anri's face was...well...disturbing. Her once smooth, tan skin was rough and weathered, skin beginning to literally rot. Her eyes had turned a murky, colorless shade, yet in the center were two slight emerald pupils, though they were faint. Anri pushed Sketch off, curling up in a ball as she suddenly lowered her head.[/i] "I-I'm a H-Hollow...a-a monster..."
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"A-Anri... You're not a monster..." *Sketch's mood has suddenly changed from happy to upset and concerned with a hint of fear.* "How did this h-happen? Tell me."
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"I...A-After we left...Yuria took me and...trained me...m-made me this way...I had to kill people...[i]innocents[/i]...just so I could stay sane... T-Then she made me take the First F-Flame and..." [i]Anri went silent, quietly sobbing in her hands.[/i]
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"She... She did this to you??? I... I...... I......... I'm going to kill her... Anri, I'm not one for revenge but that slimy w#%&$ is going to die. And it's going to be painful. But is there any way we can fix this? You talked about staying sane... Is... Is your mind going too?"
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"M-Murder is an option, but...I hate killing people...it r-requires me to take their souls, too... I...I don't know...there's another path, but..." [i]Anri went silent, still crying.[/i]
