Pontus vs. Raw Talent

[Pontus]

I will post my intro tomorrow or saturday. You can choose the length if you want to. If not, it'll just be a 1-2-1.

[Xellos]

its sunday?

[Pontus]

Yeah, I got sick and couldn't go on the computer. It will be up soon, though.

[Raw Talent]

Character Bio:

Name: Mr. Ferver (Ex-School of battle teacher)
Appearence: Long black hooded cape to help cover is undead face from people, he wears no shoes on his feet just merely has them wrapped for slight protection but easy movement. He has dark red eyes.
Weapon: Enchanted katana, carried ina sheath on his right side (Returns at will)

[Meathos]

Is posting a bio before a fight some sort of new fad?

*watches*

[Raw Talent]

Is posting a bio before a fight some sort of new fad?

*watches*

Pontus requested I post a bio, personally, i've never had an RP fight so no idea what the norm is.

[Newtype06]

*sits in and watches*


More bios, meh...

Whatev. Have fun, guys.

[Raw Talent]

Isn't that what the last guy said?..Dejavu surrounds me.

Unsure if this is happening anymore, waiting on Pontus but I think he has been busy and ill.

[snoogadie.]

I think that posting bios is a great idea. It lets each other know what they're up against, as opposed to just predicting things. It makes for a far more interesting fight. Anyways, thats my 2 cents. good luck

[Pontus]

Sorry, RT but I'm on vacation this week and possibly next and there is no way in hell I'll be able to write an Rp. I'll either be posting next Sunday or the week after that.

[Pontus]

It was hot and humid, two things that make the day unbearable. The air was so thick that it seemed like it took that much more effort just to trudge on. Maxwell Vairinius found himself covered in sweat at the edge of the largest forest he had ever seen. The trees loomed above him like giant towers gazing down upon the six foot tall Hylian.

Maxwell grasped his hand around the leather-wrapped handle of his long sword. He slid it out of the sheathe and brought it up to his face. The sun glistened off of the shining metal. He drove the blade into the earth and took a seat on a large rock.

Dammit. At this rate I won’t last another week. I have to get more supplies. Food. Maybe there’s a stream nearby....or someone to kill for their supplies.

Maxwell sighed and took off his helm. It was growing too hot for him to continue wearing it. He balanced it on the end of his sword and wiped the sweat from his brow. He looked down at his armor. It looked old and dirty, but the armor was much stronger than it looked.

The armor was a light plate armor with minimal protection and maximum mobility. The plates covered Maxwell’s entire body, protecting him from any weak attacks. However, a well placed stab would easily dispose of him.

The sun was high above the trees. Maxwell squinted his eyes to gaze up at it for a second and saw a brilliant yellow orb seemingly floating in the deep blue sky. It seemed like the day would never end. Although Maxwell had only been awake for a few hours, it felt like a couple days at least because of the humid air.

Maxwell had to survive on a few loaves of bread and extremely warm water. He had enough food for about 5 more days. Water, however, was sparse. He needed to find a source of water soon. It seemed all of the animals had left the area. Maxwell could find no trace of them. Either they could sense his starvation, or they were seeking refuge from the humid day.

It was then that Maxwell saw movement in the woods. He quickly grabbed his sword from the ground and took off into the forest. His black hair blew away from his green eyes, despite the lack of wind. Maxwell emerged into a small clearing in the forest, a man standing right in front of him, weapon drawn.

[Raw Talent]

The mysterious man looked over towards Maxwell in a cautious nature. Below the hooded figure lay a corpse, possibly human but clearly dead and extremely pale. A small pool of blood surrounded the mangled corpse, its black hair looking as dark as coal against the bodies bleached flesh.

The concealed face looked almost as bloodless as the discarded body, however the face writhed with unnatural movement, sickening twitches echoed through his flesh like a horde of excited insects. The man's shadowed face came into clear view as he drew back his jet black hood. Two crimson lines dripped from each side of his mouth wrapping around his bony chin. Ferver wiped the warm blood from his features as his red eyes narrowed, concentrating on the armoured man before him. Ferver shacked off another twitching spree that erupted on his face; his very skin could sense the possible healthy morsel in front of it.

Ferver moved closer to Maxwell holding his katana in both hands in front of his face. He bent his knees and lightened the pressure on his feet ready for rapid movement if it was needed. The forest was almost silent, as if every living creature and entity within it was watching the situation in the clearing unfolding like a play, all that could be heard was the slow creaking of trees their ominous, massive trunks cast shadows on the clearing that contained the two warriors.

Ferver seemed almost possessed as he dove headlong towards the lightly armoured man in front of him, catching him slightly off guard; Maxwell managed to step to the side parrying the katana with his sword. Ferver hit the ground on one knee as Maxwell spun into a backhanded attack towards Ferver, he responded by flattening himself to the floor and rolling to one side within Maxwell’s guard, he rose and struck Maxwell with a sickening thud to his chest using the hilt of his katana rattling the grazed armour sending Maxwell onto his back. Maxwell rolled over himself to get back to his feet, drawing his sword behind him ready to thrust it towards Ferver if a similar attack ensued. However when Maxwell looked up, Ferver was no where to bee seen.

Maxwell rose completely and took slow cautious steps wary that his attacker could be anywhere nearby, branches twitched all around Maxwell sending his senses into overdrive, movement rattled around him like a herd of terror-stricken cattle. Maxwell managed to concentrate feeling a pattern of movement above him. Suddenly Ferver shot down from a surrounding tree spinning through the air like an arrow, holding his katana in front of him turning him into a living spear.
Maxwell felt this was coming and spun a kick around in Fervers direction, catching him across the face with an almighty thud knocking several bloodied teeth from his mouth; this was followed by an ear piercing shriek as Ferver hit the floor, his face almost instantly bruised from the impact. Ferver quickly managed to overcome the pain, jumping to his feet just quick enough to parry a lancing attack from Maxwell whilst spinning, the two warriors were back to back for a split second before they each leapt forward to create a safe space between them.

Once again the two men stood both breathing rapidly, but Ferver clearly worse off spitting another tooth from his shattered mouth. Once again silence gripped the forest as the two warriors clenched their weapons waiting intently for the other to make a move...

OOC: Sorry if I posted incorrectly, unsure wether Iw as supposed to attack or introduce, anyway I hope that's ok. Nice post by the way Pontus!

[Pontus]

You're supposed to intro your character up to where I left off. So yours would end with your character seeing me run into the clearing or around that time frame. Then I do the first attack, and then you attack like you did right there.

[Raw Talent]

Well I have work soon so I probably will re-post tomorrow or possibly tonight. Sorry I got it wrong.

[CrazyHobo]

*sits and watches*

Yhis will be interesting.

[Pontus]

Okay Raw Talent, I've given you plenty of time to write your post and I've PMed you. I've seen you post recently so I'm giving you 2 weeks to post your intro.