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It has been almost 2 months since i have done any post worth while, and longer than that since I have had a decent battle. This is an open battle, anyone can apply, but I wouldn't mind a two on one against to noobs. I will post the rules when I get a challenger, so if someone wants to fight a fairly decent rper, nows your chance.
 

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You wouldn't mind If I batlled with him, would you?

Name: Mahistrado

Age: ???

Gender: Male

Appearance:

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years he has spent since he was bestowed Immortality has greatly changed his simple one-robe mage like appearance. Possibly from the unknown’s influence, he has worn clothes that one would consider to be ‘out-worldly’, in a sense. Worn out black robe, many foreboding leather straps and belts, red gauntlets with black strips overlaying each other. He is what his ‘maker’ wanted him to be in terms of his outer appearance. However, he refuses to have the same mind as his, and still manages to retain his mage-like persona.

Weaponry:

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Forsaken Scythe of the Damned- A weapon forged from the essence of the Reaper himself, Mahistrado created it himself over his times of depression of his Immortality. Where he got the essence of the Reaper is still uncertain to anyone except him. It has the ability to bring out the worst in one’s sense of logic and judgment when it gashes the skin of a human, its malice seeping in. If left long enough, it will cause the victim’s mind to bend and break, causing apocalyptic insanity, and utterly causing them to kill themselves. It still however, has yet to match up to the fabled ‘Devil’s Intent’.

Calamity and Ruin: Dual Blades of Dark Justice- Using the leftover materials from creating Judgment, he decided not to waste anything, and created twin weapons, both created out of dark intentions. More powerful than an average bastard sword, it does not have the Judgment’s ability though. But it gives Mahistrado the ability to transfer his spells into these weapons, making them deadlier the more powerful the spell. He rarely uses these swords however, as he prefers his Judgment to see him through a battle.

Magick: Mahistrado’s power in undeniable in the ways of Magick and to simply put it, nearly impossible to surpass his level of power. He has dwelled in darkness, light, and earth magicks. His unlimited arsenal of spells is truly what made him “the immortal mage of oblivion”

Special Abilities: Dark state (Release, Chaos, and God)

Dark state – When Mahistrado enters dark state, he transforms into a demon of the darkness. In this form, he has nigh-omnipotent powers and capabilities. In this form, he has 3 sub-forms: Release and Chaos

-Release: In this sub form of the dark state, his magickl capabilities become even more extraordinary, he could destroy a whole galaxy within days. Though his physical strength becomes diminished, there is no need for It in this form. 4 black angelic wings sprout from his back in this form.

-Chaos: In this sub-from of the dark state, he becomes so physically enhanced, it is nearly impossible to stop him in this state. He becomes faster than light, strong enough to grab a entire planet and throw it deep into the dark space. He loses all magick in this sub form. 2 large demonic black wings sprout from his back in this form.

-God: He had only reached this sub form only once, but that was enough. In this state, Mahistrado becomes a god in all of its glory. Obtaining omnipotent powers, he could change the whole entirety of reality. A form in which he reaches total and complete enlightenment. Once out of this form, his soul retreats into the dark abyss in which he was “reborn”. He stays in that abyss for any amount of time. It could be 1 minute to 4000 centuries. All the time needed to cleanse his soul’s memory of the god state, for it is too risky to use it, ever. In this state, he grows two large angelic wings and demonic wings.

Personality: Wisdom comes to mind when you try and describe him. Philosophical, he is often calm and rational towards things, even in battle. This clarity gives him the ability to act with a more strategic approach. His many years dwelling in the art of magic had brought him to many situations, each of which he had left with a little more knowledge.

Bio/past: In the darkened corners of the planet was born a child, one of which was endowed with the powers of the mystic, a fate pre-ordained. Under the hellish circumstances of which he lived his childhood, he learned the basics of survival; “Kill or be killed”. The wound inflicted on his young mind drove him, time and time again, to see the horrors that anyone normal, would cringe to the thought of. When he was finally able to escape this reality of the damned, he sought out a new way of life, a more “civilized” way of living. He traveled to one of the 4 great kingdoms that inhabited his world; Malaki Kasamaan. It was probably the most powerful of the 4 kingdoms, yet it was unstable. Enlisting in the army in his adolescence, he quickly climbed the ranks, surpassing even the strongest of warriors, even before his destiny was realized. He had the potential to become great. And become great he shall.

During this time, the Great War had broken out. Him, with the help in the Malaki Kasamaan army, had swiftly conquered each kingdom with a solid iron fist. Over confident in his skills, he had tried to take the throne of Malaki, but was quickly defeated in his ignorance. Ashamed of his defeat, he had fled from the kingdom, never to return. He spent many nights alone, fending for himself like he did in his childhood, growing farther away from what kept him sane, until he met a Mage that at the highest point of the planet in isolation.

By this time, Mahistrado was as barbaric as any man can get. He fought fiercely against the Mage, but once again, failed miserably. Peering into his soul and seeing the fate that lay before him, the Mage had made Mahistrado his apprentice. Training with the man for many, many years, Mahistrado’s powers had been unlocked, and became one of the most powerful mages on the planet, even surpassing his master.

By this point, his mind had been enlightened; he became wiser, and fearless. But his heart was still tainted by his past experiences. Wanting to become stronger to fight these demons, he had created a spell, strong enough to transport matter to anywhere he pleased. Teleportation. From place to place, planet-to-planet, he traveled, searching for more ways to become stronger and wiser. So, he did, and accomplishing what he quest for, step by step. This was until it came to a day that changed him forever, a fight that changed him forever. It was on Earth where he would realize his 'destiny', or rebirth.

It was to take place at St. Mortimer's Abbey. A dark shadow loomed over this holy sanctuary, as fate begun to weave it's thread. He came swiftly, bringing death to priests and nuns with his dark hand. Even the newborns saw no mercy from the man, as he wrapped his hands over their little necks and snuffed the life from them. Bathed in their tears, one of the remaining nuns implored that he stop the man from killing them all, and quickly agreed. He had confronted him in the abbey courtyard, where it would begin.

The sky was crying black tears that day, weeping in vain for the two beings about to do battle. One of malicious origins, and one of the mystical origins. The stranger, opened his jacket, as his hand went over the chains across his chest, as he pulled with great strength, two long chains coming into the ground.

Then what appeared to be a hilt bursted forth from his heart, dark tendrils swirling around it. As he grabbed hold of it, his back arched forward, as he begun to pull his weapon from his body. The sound of a blade coming from the ribs of a newly dead soldier came from the enigma, as he brought forth the Devil's Intent. The mage clenched his fists, as a blue flame started to ignite, as he looked at the man without fear, without doubt. When the thunder rolled by, it would begin.

And like the funeral bells, the thunder beated with anger, as it began. The mage threw his magical fire towards the unknown; as he reeled back a slight distance from impact. His azure eyes looked at him more ardently, as his footsteps drew nearer and nearer. As a reflex, the mage casted a barrier of holy protection, but this did not stop the man in black.

With one thrust of his arm, the sword pierced through, the barrier turning blood red before it shattered like glass, the blade still traveling through. Clashing with bone and blood, the mage had been defeated. The man pulled the sword from him slowly in victory. The rain peered into his eyes, as he laid on the wet grass of the abbey, defeated. As the mage looked up at him, his face still showed no fear.

"Strange..."

"Go on. Finish me off."

"Sorry, but the voices tell me that it is not your time. And it will never be your time, if you wish to live. Young mage, do you still have to will to live?"

"...Yes."

"Then so be it."

And with one clean stroke, he plunged his blade into his heart, but he did not die. As the mage looked in horror, darkness swelled from the enigma's body, as it seeped into the wound the sword had created. The young mage gritted his teeth in pain, as he felt himself slipping away. He felt himself seep into the ground, as he drifted into the confines of this planet.
As he drifted, he already knew that his body was far away from him, and it was his inner essence plummeting down to the Netherworld. And when he hit 'rock bottom', there was only darkness. As he looked around, still in suspension, he heard a deep voice echo in the distance.

"So you're the mage he sent..."

He looked in horror as his eyes became transfixed upon the two crimson pupils staring back at him. Darkness surrounded him like tentacles of an abomination, as they pierced through the surface of his soul.

"You shall become ageless, a phantom of time. But the cutting off of your source of knowledge or the erosion of your body through unnatural causes shall bring you back to me, unlike 'Him'. 'He' will come to help you, but that will be it. This has been pre-ordained, and it shall be so. Take care of this gift I have blessed you with, the gift of Immortality."

And with these words, the dark tentacles brought him up, back to the surface. As he was brought back to his physical form, the tentacles remained, swirling around his body, as he felt himself affixed to this form. The man in black exhaled a ghastly sound, as he pulled the blade from him. The mage gasped for air, as if it was the first breath he ever took.

"I will watch you. You and I are now connected through our souls. You cannot escape my bound influence. Farewell, young mage.."

And he left. He left the mage there to recount his past moments, as the rain trickled down his face, as the sky opened up, light shining on his now ageless body. Through dark influences, he had now become an Immortal, the phantom of the sands of time.

Now unbound by the ties that bind him to natural world, he exploited this, consuming everything possible that his brain could. His knowledge would become vast. His Immortal mind would know the most powerful of spells. He would become a mage among mages. Kingdoms would crumble under his wake. The dark powers now surging through his body had gave him new possibilities making his quest for enlightenment never ending. And with his creator silently watching him, people would be forced to take notice. Mahistrado would become a name to be feared, a name to be loved. But above all, it would be a name to be remembered in the worn pages of history.
 
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COol, fix your pics, they don't work, and I'll post my tmeplate now.

Name: Unknown
Aliases: Doom of Hellgate, Doom of the Canyon, Him, Dark Prophet, Markin
Age: Nearly 470, looks to be in his mid thirties.

Appearence: Doom wears a long dark cloak that covers 95% of his body. Only his long tan arms and legs, covered by a pair of black pigmented pants and boots, and a pair of blood red eyes can be seen beneath the black hood. Anything under that has never been seen, and blood stains cover everyhting else.

Weapons: Doom carries two wicked-curved blades on either side of his thighs. Each has a serrated edge, and can be placed side by side to make a blade much more powerful than the sum of its parts. The left blade is blood red, while the right is deep blue. When combined it glows a dark purple, and grows an extra inch and a half, and the edges are sharper than solid admantanium.

Abillities: Doom can use the blood or bodily fluids of any creature to create weapons, trap enemies, or smash them to bits. This power is extremely versatile, but if Doom's concentration is broken it takes more energy to bring it back up. Doom can also use his blades to summon up blasts of fire with the left, and blasts of lightning with the right. Combined, he can use all but the elements of ice and water.

Bio: Little is known about Doom's past before he came to the planet of Markino at the human age of 17. He was roughly 107 in his own years. After four years training, a dark shadow attacked the palace, and Doom was captured, and soon was sent to the dark land that the shadow had come from. For another 20 years he worked like a dog, fighting huge beasts, and working as a slave. Then in a desperate plan to escape, his mind was wiped, and he learned of his powers.

After escaping Markino, he turned to a neighboring planet. While captured, he had heard of a plot to capture the planet and began traveling this new world, calling himself the Dark Prophet, warning their people of impending doom. One man took this message more seriously than his country folk, and took Doom in, training him in the art of combat to a new level. This man, Marx of the Dread Wood, would later destroy the shadow that attacked his planet.

Doom soon left this planet and traveled the universe looking for someone that might have clues of his past. Doom soon landed on a small planet that was all grassland , except for a deep depression known only as the Canyon. Doom landed in this canyon and when he crawled out of it, the people called him a demon and fled. Only one boy stayed, and when Doom collapsed, weary from travelling, the boy took him in. When his parents returned, they found Doom awake. After telling them his name, the entire villagers began calling him Doom of the Canyon. After being attacked by a group of demons from the Canyon, Doom was proclaimed hero of the town.

For another 20 years, Doom protected the village, and represented them in the world fighting tournaments. Then, a dark figure came to the planet. This being, called Dreklamehesh, challenged Doom. Doom accepted and was easily defeated, and sent to Hellgate, the place of judgement for the dead. After a long debate, and Doom killing off several warriors, he was given a second chance at life. Returning as Doom of Hellgate, he came to his village, almost a hundred years into the future. The people had turned their back on him, and now Doom of the Canyon was just a legend, a story to teach kids why they shouldn't rush into things. Angered by this display of treachery, Doom destroyed the entire planet from his anger and hatred. Saddened by his display of anger, Doom left his past behind and began to search for clues of his past.

Theme song: Soldier Side by System of a Down
 
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Name: Akuma Kage
Age: Timeless, but looks 19
Gender: He doesn't really have a gender, but looks male
Race: Demon Lord

Appearance: Akuma is a fairly tall person, standing at about 6'5 and tending to lean towards the athletic side of things. He has a straight face, with dark red eyes, and black hair, that hangs around his neck. He is a built person, but uses it more for speed than power. Akuma was also grain demonic wing and his hair became white when he becomes Lord Of The Underworld.

Human Form - http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/9773/akumahumanformtu3.jpg
Demon Form - http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/6187/akumademonformuh3.jpg

Personality: Akuma is dark, and tends not to talk to anyone. He has a short temper, and is very merciless when angered. His life has been hard, and because of, he has a tough exterior as well as interior.

Abilities:
Fireball - Akuma makes a small fireball in the palm of his hand, Akuma can make the fire the size of a small moon.

Enflame- Akuma can set thing on fire with his mind.

Summon Felhound - Akuma summon a demonic felhound from the underworld to do his bidding.

Summon Dreadlord - Akuma summon a dreadlord solider that is more powerful that the Felhound, the Dreadlord do whatever the lord of the underworld orders.

Summons Cerberus - Akuma can call forth the guardian of the underworld, Cerberus the all mighty three headed dog.

Weapon: Demon blade. A blade of ancient evil, it has the power to absorb souls, and make the wielder more powerful. It is a blade of pure dark fire, and has a hilt of woven silk and leather. http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/929/sword8sc.jpg

Bio: Akuma wasn't always the Lord he is now. He was once a simple soldier for the Dark Lord Hades. He would go out on random missions for his Lord, and destroy whatever he was told to. On one fateful mission, he was sent to the darkest part of the Omniverse, and told to destroy the power that laid within the cave.

But he couldn't... It was the Demon Blade. It called out to Akuma, telling him of the power he could wield if he was to use it. What Akuma didn't know, was that once someone used the Demon Blade once, a curse would be put upon them. They would have to continue killing and stealing souls to stay 'alive'. It would give them an eternity of hell...

Akuma grabbed the sword, and instantly felt the power surge through his body. He felt like he was invincible. Upon returning to the underworld, Hades asked if Akuma had destroyed the sword, and in false trust, Akuma agreed, giving him the slight chance to kill Hades. He thrust the sword directly into Hades' head, and split his skull everywhere.

Akuma sat in the throne of Hades, and instantly became the Lord of the Underworld. Now he looks for a worthy opponent to test his skills, but as far hasn't found one.

Theme Song: Scars – Papa Roach
 
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Pictures are fixed =/

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Morals, the weapon pic works, but not his pic, and AOD, fix your spelling and grammar errors, otherwise I may have to remove you and just fight Morals. Ok, so here are the rules.

1. Follow Morph's basic rules, no G-modding, or Power-Playing.
2. This is a literate battle, Angel, you get a total of 30 mistakes, 5 per post, Morals you get 10 mistakes, and 2 per post, but i will be slightly leanent on that.
3. Judges choices are final, no arguing, if they tell you you g-modded, or powerplayer, go back, fix the post, then resume the battle. No excuses!
 

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Alright, spell/grammar rules are what they are, but pointing out every mistake when you made several in your own post is too picky Roxas XD
 

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That lad within the cave? Yeah, I know Morals, but i am planning to work on it.

I can't help it =/

I make mistakes like that. Disgraphia ftl. That error rule sucks ass. I understand grammar, but I can't help making spelling mistakes.
 
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