Chaos Point. Gladiator E-War

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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 9:29 pm

Name/Alias: Ashbringer
Gender: Male
Species: Human
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Weight: 180lb
Height: 6'2"
State of Mind: Logical, thinks out most situations.
Equipment: Longsword dubbed Fenrir, made of very sharp metal, able to withstand immense force and other elements, metallic armor that spreads out over his entire body, thick enough to offer as protection, but is also attached to his skin, with some of his body replaced completely with mechanical attachments. As such, he is stronger, faster, and more durable then normal humans, and is completely resist to the effects of pain. On the bottoms of his feet, there are smooth treads, allowing him to slide across the ground with amazing speed, his mind alone controlling the treads' function.
Powers and Fighting style: Has the power to bend the air in front of him, allowing him to push or throw enemies and objects away, but only at a short range. Usually fights strategically, but is swift at dealing with enemies. He is usually merciful, only fighting because he is forced too, although a trained fighter.

Ashbringer walked out into the arena as well, ignoring the mixed responses from the crowd, more focused on the enemy in front of him. Even if he never met this being before in his life, he was a sworn enemy...forcibly an enemy. Ashbringer's grip on his sword tightened, just wanting to get this over with....
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 9:51 pm

Mirrage stepped forward, as he did so, a huge mountain of rock erupted out of the ground at one side of the arena, grass sprouting up out of the dirt in parts, various rocks and plants pokeing their way through the soil. A depression appeared in one part, soon filling with water. An arm of rock tumbled out of the mountain, stretching into an arch... The crowd cheered louder, some of them hammering fists off the railings... Mirrage looked towards them again... they all looked like humans, he couldn't be sure though...

He walked straight for the armoured creature infront of him, not having any clue what it was, but knowing he had to kill it. He reached up, pulling his long sword out, spinning it once before picking up his pace...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:03 pm

Suddenly, Ashbringer moved forward without moving his legs, sword over his head as he swung down on the creature in front of him, still being propelled forward...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:40 pm

mirrage waited till his enemy was almost on top of him before doding to the side, landing onto one foot and prepareing a kick towards the metalic man's waist
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:45 pm

Ashbringer twisted to one side, kicking off the ground as he landed on the other side of the man-like creature, swinging the sword at an arch in an attempt to cut off his head...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:59 pm

Balancing on one leg, Mirrage ducked as well as he could, the sword swishing past his nose, too close for comfort. He elbowed the metal man in the stomach, pain shooting through his arm from the impact, causing him to let out a small gasp.
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:02 pm

A laugh came from Ashbringer's helmet, punching the man in the face, the blow sending him stumbling opposite from Ashbringer. Moving forward, he raised the sword over his head, slamming the hilt of it against the man-like creature's back...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:06 pm

Mirrage let out a high pitched cry as he was smashed to the ground by the blow. the crowd shaking with creul laughter at the sight... He gritted his teeth, rolling over onto his back and throwing one hand towards the metal man, opening his fist. He shouted out a high pitched word of power, a blinding flash of light erupting from his palm, hopefully stunning his enemy. He took the change, swinging his across, trying to slash into the monstrosities side...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:12 pm

Ashbringer stumbled slightly, openly able to see an incoming form, raising his sword quickly. A metallic clang echoed around the arena, Ashbringer finally able to see what had happened. Bringing his foot back, he swung it upwards, kicking the man in the stomach, the treads suddenly exploding to life, tearing through the leather and the traction alone cut through the skin slightly....
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:23 pm

Mirrage shouted out in pain, wincing. He kicked his left leg out, sweep kicking and tripping up The metal monstrousity over him. The moment he was free, he rolled back, hand springing into the air, spreading his wings. He twirled his sword, jamming it back into its hilt and jerking his fist, a glowing blue bow appearing in his hand, sparks flying out. He aimed it towards his foe, pulling back a bolt of light and letting the string go, blasting the the arrow towards the metalic man....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:29 pm

Ashbringer's treads came to life as he propelled himself to the side, grabbing a rock from the formation, tossing it up into the air. As it came back down, he put his hands forward as the air seemed to bend, the rock exploding forward like a cannonball, heading for the flying man...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:35 pm

Mirrage beat his wings, dodgeing to the side, the rock zipping past him. He drew his sword once more and then pulled in his wings, falling into a dive towards the man below. he flipped in mid air, bringing his heels down, hopeing to drive them into his head...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:39 pm

Ashbringer put his arms forward, the air bending as the flying man was launched back, slamming into the ground several feet away. Ashbringer moved forward slowly, sword in hand, waiting for his enemy to rise...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:53 pm

mirrage bounded onto his feet, sprinting towards The Ashbringer and reaching him in a flash. He swung his sword up, slashing diagonally towards the Ashbringers chest...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Sep 28, 2008 12:36 am

Ashbringer twisted himself to one side, dodging the blade. Slamming his own sword's hilt against the enemy's hands, the unexpected force knocked the blade from his hands, Ashbringer kicking him in the chest, forcing him to back up. Grabbing the second blade, Ashbringer twirled the two long blades in his hands, knowing he wouldn't have a perfect grip on both, but would give him an edge...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Sep 28, 2008 1:29 am

Mirrage, stumbled back, reagaining his footing... breathing heavily... He let out a snarl of fustration and charged foreward again, this time jumping into the air and grabbing hold of the Ashbringer's wrists, quickly pulling himself in, flying kicking the metalic mans chest...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Sep 28, 2008 2:04 am

Ashbringer fell back, unable to keep his balance. Grunting, he lept to his feet, grabbing a nearby chunk of rock, throwing it forward while bending the air in front of him, causing the rock to soar toward the winged man at an alarming speed...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Sep 28, 2008 7:33 pm

Mirrage beat one wing, the force rising himself into the air slightly while spinning him out of the path of the rock. He landed back onto his feet and bounded foreward, aiming a kick into the metal suited man's hand, trying to dislodge his sword
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Sep 28, 2008 7:49 pm

The sword was knocked from his hand, which was sent above both of their heads, Ashbringer smashing the hilt of his own sword against the man's chest, bending the air in front of him as the sword came down, propelling it toward the man's stomach, attempting to impale him...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Sep 28, 2008 8:19 pm

Mirrage was stunned by the blow, stumbleing for a moment. He tried to dodge while still dazed, hopeing for luck....
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