::Abbadon:: on the rise

[::Abbadon::]

Hey I'm Abbadon new to this RPG site, played in other ones though. Ive read through the rules and guidlines and I would like to challenge any takers to a RPG dual. If you would like to accept then please repost. ty

::Abbadon::

(I cant seem to figure out how to get an avatar can someone show me?)

[Kargath]

This is just a subforum, but welcome to the wonderful world of the VGF Gunjin!
You need to earn an avatar. See next to your name the Points and Bank thing? You need 4000 points to get a standard avatar. Pay real life money or get to 10,000 posts then you get a custom avatar.
You might have a bit of trouble getting an opponent right now, as the major once-a-year tourney is happening. In the meantime, read the sticky topics (rules, Selene's tldr posts, and the rest).

[KirbyBoy2000]

Thats true, but not everyone is in the tournament, more so now since the first round is over.

Anyway, I'll fight you if you want; I've been wanting to fight for a while now anyway. So, do you want to make the battlefield and the first post, or may I?

[::Abbadon::]

Ya I will start off the first post

It is in the Realm of the Abyss, the homeworld of the legendary demons of the Order of Kylyn. The realm is full of dark shadows, and dank bonechilling statues of former rulers of the age old realm. The weather is a constant storm and the rain is heavy and blinding to the unspiritual eye. The only light that can be seen is the glowing haze of dark enchantments cast on a massive stone castle that plays host to the realms current ruler. Demons both great and small roam the Abyss floors and skies. The Kylyn guards, massive warrior demons whos job is to protect the border portals of the abyss can sense an unindentifiable being aproaching through the portals. Abbadon, King of Demons, is medatating in his chamber when outside his chamber he hears the voice of one of his minions.

Kylyn Guard: My Lord, a force has been spotted aproaching the portal gates what would you have me to do, sir?

Abbadon: The abyss has not been aproached by any outsider in over a millenia. But... Let him come, if he is harmless to me, personally kill him, if he offers some sort of threat, let him be showed the immense power of my enchantments and spells, then leave him to me."

Abbadon then shows himself to the guard. A tall figure wrapped in pitch black robes, with long flowing white hair and a pale face is seen. Abbadons face is visibly young but, pale and stern with a scar on his left side of his face. His body portrays the body of a warrior. He has three rings on his fingers, one ring is made of refined ruby, one enchanted onix, and the last a mysterious ring with a soft glow that inhibits it. His right hand holds a staff that is has a glow and has a constant flow of visable electricity flowing through it. the top of the staff has a dark jagged stone encrusted in it. His robe has been passed down from Kylyn king to king for ages and his cape is torn and wraspy. His stature is upright and his look is soul pearcing.

Immidiatly the guard falls to his knees and bows.

Kylyn Guard: Yes my Lord, your orders will be carried out to its fullest

Abbadon: Good, see to that it is done. I will be waiting at the top of the tower to onlook.

Then just an few minutes after the conversation of the dark lord a loud thunderous sound is heard from the portal the guards are pushed back by the now blinding portal light. Abbadon remains emotionless in the tower, and his guards hold there ground revealing swords with misty blackness orbiting their blades...And then the portal light dims to reveal the outside being...

[Rainbow Dash]

Abadon? Oh, you Magician rip-off, you. :P

[KirbyBoy2000]

OoC: Hopefully this is alright, I'm not sure on a lot of my writing, plus I'm not too comfortable with writing a lot each post. And on a side note, I hate my internet connection for crashing and making me rewrite all of this over again.

A large figure appears from out of the portal; a long cloak of gray fur wrapped around its body, torn and faded from time and harsh conditions. The cloak falls to the ground as it rises to its feet, revealing the figure beneath it.

It was in the shape of a human, though its traits were more akin to that of a beast; short white fur covering its entire body, feet and hands ended in sharp claws, its large ears rose above its head. Despite that, it still wore clothing, a black sleeveless shirt and pants, though its lower half wrapped in gray cloth, held by a white sash around its waist. Within its arms it held a pitch black spear.

The creature, a Labohan by the name of Reisul Eirser, kept its eyes shut, and tried to sense the area around him. Though the air was thick and covered in a dark haze, he was able to make out the surrounding stone walkways leading to a large castle. Three figures stood blocking the path, each easily towering over him.

One of the guards laughed at the sight of his opponent. "Lord Abbadon! Allow me to take care of this pest." He roared back to his master while lifting his sword.

Reisul's ears twitched as the demon began to run towards him, each step booming along the walkway. He quickly steps to the side and attacks.The demon's sword crashes to the ground, its owner soon following. A crimson red crystal begins to grow on the opposite end of the spear as he pulls it from out of the demons side. With a quick spin of the spear, a deep cut is slashed through the demon's neck with the crystal, its blood pouring out onto the ground as it dies.

"So... which of you are next?" Asked Reisul coldly; his voice, though soft, reaching far through the Abyss.

[::Abbadon::]

As the demon's blood is spewing upon the stone basin near the portal, the first sense of emotion is seen on abbadon's face, not an emotion of fear but to the far off eye a sort of bland smile. whispering softly to himself he speaks.

Abbadon: A Labohan, have not seen one of those vial creatures since the Ishni-Alko wars over a millenia ago. agressive with superior weaponry skills, a quite impressive species. but I do recall in that war, most Labohan died like dogs at the foot of our last ruler Lucifer and I as his grand general.

as Abbadon speaks to himself Reisul Eirser looks at the tower where Abbadon is. As Reisul Eirser onlooks, a second demon guard attacks from behind, but only to find himself pierced through the heart by the black spear. Abbadon onlooks in a serious jocular look at Reisul Eirser.

Abbadon: I do not take kindly to doglike species killing my portal guards, you dhall pay a bigger price for a quite expendable guard. BRING DOWN THE STARS!!!

instantly after abbadon utters the words a portal on the top of the abbyss opens and meteors of all sizes begin to plummit into the earth. startled Reisul Eirser runs toward shelter but only to find himself nearly killed by a falling meteor. the meteor hit five feet away from Reisul Eirser sending a shroud of shrapnel-like debree flying towards him. Reisul Eirser felt a sharp pain in his back and looked around. His back was cut open by hot burning smolten rock. Yelling in pain he manually takes out the shrapnel piece from his lower back as more meteors are falling. Abbadon smiling utters the word's...Elsur Reductroma, and the meteors vanish in thin air.

Abbadon: I believe, unwise Labohan that you have entered a game thats knowledge goes way beyond your head...

[KirbyBoy2000]

"I think its more a long the lines that you're out of yours." He snidely replied to the man at the top of the castle's tower, trying to ignore the sharp pain running through his back.

Abbadon looked down upon Reisul from a top his tower, angered by the dog before him.
"For that, I think that I shall kill you with my own hands vermin." The demon lord said, leaping down to Reisul's level, his black cloak billowing behind him as he lands.

"Lord Abbadon, I presume? Part of me is glad you're not a coward enough to step down here; it saves me a climb in the least."

"Foolish creature, may you die by those words!" Abbadon roared at Reisul, raising his staff into the air, lightning surging through it.

A bolt crashes down by Reisul, who immediately jumps to the side and begins to run toward his opponent. Reisul spins his spear in the air, the point of the spear and the red crystal on its end blurred together. With one swift move, the red crystal on the end of the spear is launched towards Abbadon's right leg, and the point of the spear is lined up with his chest. He quickly thrusts the black spear, but his opponent quickly jumped backwards, tripping slightly on his right leg which was slashed by the crystal. Though the wound was not bleeding severely, it was oddly cold.

Reisul focused his senses upon Abbadon in preparation of the demon lord's next attack, fearing he would need it after his last. He placed his hands down on his spear, another crystal growing from out of it.

[::Abbadon::]

The sharp cold pain in Abbadons leg began to throb. Abbadon showing an emotion of anger and rage, levitated with great speed high in the air. He uttered the words "Endensul Patronium" then a white plasma-like orb surrounding his whole body in the shape of a bubble appeared. With Hatred in his eyes and in a furious tone Abbadon then speaks.

Abbadon: Prepare to taste, a little bit of Lucifers wrath! WAVE OF HELL!

Hands stetched high clutching his staff Abbadon charches straight toward the wet rocky surface of the Abyss. He hits the abyss floor with a kneel and the floors of the Abyss shake and a large bluish purple scalding flame pertrudes from the inner depths of the Abyss. Reisul runs to the side of the attack but gets hit with the tail of the flame, his fur is singed but more serious is that he breaths a portion of the flame and singes his lungs. His breathing becomes shallow and his vision becomes faint. Reisul then remembers an old healing charm from legends passed down through family history. He utters words in a language unknown to Abbadon and almost instantaniously his breathing returns to normal and his vision sharpens. but the effects of the flames are not left undone. he feels something in his body that is slightly painful but easily ignored. Reisul gets up and speaks to Abbadon in a sharp voice.

Reisul: Is this the best of Abbadon, the great king of demons? At this rate I will be back in my homeworld soon with your staff as kindiling wood for my fire!

Abbadon: Charming to the last, your arrogance is almost as great as your foolishness. Remember what I said earlier, your playing a game that contains more knowledge then you know....

[KirbyBoy2000]

OoC: I didn't really want to outright say it, but I guess my hints were way too vague. Anyway, vision isn't really much of a concern for my character. I really need to put more emphasis on some things like that though I guess...

"Quit repeating yourself. If you've got something to prove then just get on with it. 'Cause I'm getting tired of this." Reisul yelled at his opponent while breaking into a dash towards Abbadon.

Reisul swung his spear at the demon lord's neck, yet only managed to slash through the black haze of the abyss. He spun his spear around, and pointed the opposite end of the spear at Abbadon, its crystal being thrown toward his chest. Abbadon raised his right arm toward the crystal, and a burst of flame consumed it; the crystal melting into reddened water on the floors of the abyss.

"As I thought; you're running out of tricks dog. If thats all that you have then I'll have your pelt by the end of the hour. The demon lord taunted.

"If that was all it was I wouldn't be here."

The Labohan jumped towards Abbadon and threw his spear down at him. Almost immediately after, he places his hands together and mutters a short spell beneath his breath. He thrusts his arm towards his spear; a blast of icy air flows from his hands and guides the spear downwards. The spear grazes Abbadon's leg and pins his black cloak to the stone ground.

He lands and immediately begins to charge toward his opponent, ready to strike at him with his claws. He mutters another spell as he approaches Abbadon, and thrusts his hand at his chest, only for it to be blocked by the demon lord's staff. A gust of air flies from his hands, striking Abbadon's chest with the force of a strong punch. At the same time however, lightning jumps from the staff, surging through Reisul's body.

Reisul leaps backwards, falling to his legs abruptly. He coughs into his hands, blood covering his lightning burned hand. Abbadon, already recovered from the hit he took, looks down on Reisul and taunts him.

"A foolish attempt, you ended up hurting yourself more than me. But I suppose its to be expected from such a dim creature."

Reisul coughs. "You talk too much..." He coughs once more and swings his arm towards the demon lord. A frozen needle of blood sent flying towards his head.

Abbadon tilts his head to the side, causing the needle to miss. "Pitiful... You should just give up, atleast that way your death would be swift."

Reisul growled as he rose to his feet. He pulls a cloth flask from out of the white sash around his waist and drinks some water from out of it; pouring the rest of it into his hand, freezing it into a crude dagger of ice. He throws the empty pouch to the ground and goes into a defensive stance, waiting for the next attack of the demon lord.

[::Abbadon::]

Abbadon- I must admit my time here has not been wasted, I have learned that some creatures have no sense at all when coming into a demon kings kingdom, but, I must end all of this, it has been....fun.

As soon as Abbadon finished his sentence he took a large step backward and kneeled and placed his head looking downward. Reisul, confused looked forward at him and slowly rose from his defensive stance. Reisul then looked at Abbadons leg that was slashed by the dagger. The wound was growing and it was clearly not getting better.

Reisul-Maybe he is stupified, why isnt he moving? (Reisul thought to himself)

As soon as he finished thinking, Reisul heard a death defying supernatural scream come from Abbadon.

Abbadon- What kind of magic is this, that it is getting through my defensive patronium charm. The wound on his leg began to grow rapidly. until a small blinking red light was shown blinking faster with every blink under the skin of the demons leg. Reisul let out a little grin. When he slashed Abbadons leg a microchip spirit bomb was placed into his leg with a sleek timely throw by Reisul.

Abbadon- %&$&

BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the bomb exploded dismembering Abbadon's lower leg from his body and severely damaging the other. His leg was now a bloody stump and his other leg was spurting out black blood rapidly. His robes were now torn and smoldering, to reveal a torso burned so badlly his ribs could be seen, His face was burned also so that his scar on his left cheek could not be seen. Pain in his eyes and with agonizing yells, abbadon clutched onto his leg and got up only with the help of his staff and a jagged rock to lean on.

Abbadon- AHHHHHHHHH! you, you bastard. (Blood now coming from abbadons mouth and eyes)

Abbadon uttered something from his mouth and then fell to the ground. Reisul looked at the bloody heap. and said

Reisul- You've entered a game thats knowlege goes over your head...Abbadon.

As soon as Reisul finished the sentence he heard the word "horsemen" come from the lips of the bloody heap called Abbadon.

Reisul- walked back to the portal killing handfuls of demons on his walk back. Until...He heard a loud noise coming from the other end of the Abyss. solunds of hooves clammering on the ground. He started into a run toward the portal knowing that whatever was happening was not good. He turned around again looking for any sign of what was making the sound. Then...He saw four horses with dark figures on them. The first horse was shining white, with a demon dressed in war armor on him. The demon carried a fiery bow with him, the demons look was peircing and no emotion was shown on his face. The second horse was black and a demon in grey robes was sitting upon the horse. In his hands were not weapons, but scales. and he uttered the words "A measure of wheat for a penny?" He had an evil smile on his face, but in Reisul's mind the less dangerous of the four. The fource horse was a fiery red. the horse was made entirely of flames, as was the demon. a sword was in his hand that was long and broad. His face had no features, and he wore no clothes for he was a flame. And the last horse was pale with a rider in a black cloak and black hood covering his face riding it. In his hands was a sithe and his fingers were long and bony. Reisul began to panic as he ran toward the portal hole. He was struck down by a burning sensation that he felt from inside. It was the very same burning sensation that he felt when Abbadon cast the Wave of Hell spell on him. But the burning sensation was amplified to a much greater extend, almost paralyzing him. The white horse got off his horse and lvled his bow toward and said RAPID FIRE in a cold voice. Reisul was helplessly almost paralyzed. He dodged a few but the arrows were coming in too fast. he was struck by one burning arrow in his hip followed by two more hitting his lower neck and his arm. yelling in pain he dropped to the abyss floor holding the arrow that was stuck in his neck, his neck was secreting blood when he yanked the arrow from his neck. flesh was torn from his neck and blood began to spurt on his chest. he covered the wound with his hand to halt the bleeding a little. the seconf horseman leaped of his horse. the black horseman with the grey cloke stood over the almost paralyzed agonized Reisul. The horsemen then performed the spirit kiss. Every bit of good memory left Reisul head and was quickly replaced with dispair. It felt as though his soul was dying as the despair flooded throughout his veins. Then the next horsman leaped from his horse. He picked Reisul up and punchd him with his fiery fist. Reisuls faced was shattered by the punch, his face was broken and burned. The horsman picked him up again and slammed him to the abyss floor. Reisul could feel the organ's in his body quizer and squirm, but dazed as he was, he wasnt so sure it was from the brutal attack that was being performed on him. the horseman drew his sword and merely placed it on his body, his body began to burn and his fur was burned completely, aggonizing yells flowed throught the bloody mouth of Reisul. he could not move he was motionless. His flash burned to the point parts of his skin were black and pasty, the arrows all except the one that hit his neck remained. His soul was in desperation but all he could find was dispair. He lloked up with his now fluttuering eyes coming in and out of conciousness. He saw the final horsman get off his horse, but begind him was a crude and broke looking Abbadon that was helped onto a horse by the black horseman.

Abbadon- DO what must be done.

The pale horman nodded and began to chant. The squirming in Reisu'ls organs began to throb and pain beyond immagination flowed through his body. Screaming reisul heard the chant get louder. He began to realize that the Wave of hell fire that siged his lung was actually, not just a flame, but a demonic spirit. He clutched his stomach, it seemed as though the demon was trying to get out of his body. The pain began to increase as well as the chants. Yelling and gasping for breath Reisul looked down then closed his eyes. a ripping sensation shot through his stompach as the demon scraped his way from Reisuls stomach. then burst out of his body and craled on the abyss floor. Reisul's stomach gaping open, his spleen layed on the ground and his intestines were warped in and out of his body. the stomach was ripped secreting liquid stomach acid. Reisul layed there motionless as his body layed in a pool of his own blood and matter...

[KirbyBoy2000]

That post makes me sad.

First off, Reisul is pretty much an ice/wind based fighter. His spear can absorb liquids, and then he uses wind magic to draw it from out of his spear and freeze it. Basically all the crystals I made are just shards of ice, using the blood of the first demon and water to attack with. The fact you had him heal earlier I didn't mind so much, since I suppose its not too rare a move for one to use; but a bomb type attack when I never showed much other than ice and wind is sort of too far for me.

Second off... Your attack is pretty much death for my character. I don't know about you... but I don't see many people surviving their head being smashed in and a big hole teared through their stomach. Whats worse is that you did it all in one post with no hope of countering it.

*Sigh* I don't even feel a need to write up my characters death at this point, as you pretty much put that too...

[::Abbadon::]

well, u can always try to make it a draw, by something i left a few options open if u look carefully, his options are still open foir even possable a win in the future lol dude im such a Jerk we will call that a draw! I got carried away. wait....i dropped a super revive potion lol....Im thinkin u cancome up with something.

[Wyborn]

No. If you do things that are in no way survivable, like head-crushing and suc, you need to go back and fix it.

Check our rules, they're stickied.

[SephirothKirby]

How is it Abbadon has such horrible grammar out of battle, yet he writes fairly well? (Of course, he has a few rule problems, his writing in itself isn't bad.)

[Repster]

Cause we's bad speller types put more efforts in the fixings of the not writting goodz in teh hurting painy posts instead of these random talkies that don't really need to be as clear and stuffz lolz!!!111one

[::Abbadon::]

lol. ok wyborn I will fix the problem and kirby i'll get the problem fixed soon for you sorry

[SephirothKirby]

^ Which Kirby?

[::Abbadon::]

kirby2000 ... u too lol

[KirbyBoy2000]

As interesting as chatting like this is, want to start up another battle? Or if you would rather rewrite it we could continue the first. Either one would be fine by me. It just seems kind of a waste to not do anything more in this topic except talk.