Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]
Enjoy the RP guys!
Welcome to The Kingdom Hearts RP. We hope you enjoy your visit.
Posted Image

You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, once you get your character done you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as being allowed to post in others topics, customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and of course voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. After you register, you must merely go through the character creation process and then you're on your way to becoming a member of The Kingdom Hearts RP!


Get A Character and Join KHRP!


If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features:


Username:   Password:
Add Reply
Marluxia vs. Vexen; The Graceful Assassin vs. The Chilly Academic
Topic Started: Sep 1 2012, 04:57 PM (278 Views)
Marluxia
Member Avatar
The Graceful Assassin
[ *  *  * ]
Marluxia appeared in the middle of the arena, loud cheering from every side around him. This whole circular arena looked rather unimpressive with its grayness. Unimpressive indeed. A green pool of souls surrounded the arena, which was the only source of color ever. The Graceful Assassin awaited his opponent with an unusual eagerness to kill. His scythe was already drawn, its back end held behind him, and his hood was down, revealing his curly, long, and pink hair. His mouth was curled into this sick and sinister smile.

The Graceful Assassin was ready for his challenger. The question was... is the challenger ready for him? Marluxia spun his scythe over his head, scattering a wave of cherry blossom petals all about to color up the battlefield further.
Posted Image
Themes ('cuz they're canon and I'm uncreative!)
13th Discretion - Marluxia's Plot
Graceful Assassin - vs. Marluxia (Normal)
Scythe of Petals - vs. Marluxia (Specter)
Lord of the Castle - vs. Marluxia (When pushed to the limit...)
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Vexen
Member Avatar
The Chilly Academic
[ *  *  * ]
Oho, Vexen wanted this. Vexen wanted this so badly. He always despised Marluxia - whether it be his rank or attitude was uncertain - but the two obviously had some history together. He wanted to end Marluxia's life with his own two hands - but the battle was sufficient enough on it's own. He guessed. There was a shadow that formed opposite to Marluxia, widening and forming into a Corridor of Darkness, from which Vexen stepped out of. His hood was up, surveying the stadium around them. Alright...decent. Bland, but decent. Nothing here he could use to his advantage, per-say, and there seemed to be surplus of the color grey. Well, aside from the green tinting the pool of souls splashed into the ring as well. He snapped his fingers and the portal behind him dispersed into nothingness, lowering his arm to his side. Then, he raised his other arm and pulled his hood down.

"There's only one outcome for this mixture - your defeat!"

The air begin to get colder as it collected around Vexen's arm, freezing and solidifying. Growing larger and longer, until finally his weapon of choice - Frozen Pride - had formed on his right limb. He gripped the shield's handle tight, crouching slightly and raising the shield to cover his upper torso, left arm pulled behind the blue barrier. He could barely wait for the match to begin, to start freezing the lower-ranking Nobody once and for all!
Edited by Vexen, Sep 1 2012, 05:18 PM.
Posted Image
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Terra
Member Avatar
Keyblade Master
[ *  *  *  * ]
Light flashed throughout the entire arena, a single figure in a strange armor making his first appearance as a judge in the middle of the battlefield. He looked around, confused. There were people here, lots of people. On opposite sides of the circular arena were two black-coated individuals. Each was ready to make the other bleed, from the looks of it.

Terra took a very deep breath and spoke finally. A few cue cards appeared in his hands in a burst of fire, and he read their contents aloud. "This match here is a special one in that the grudge that exists between these two fighters is very real. Get ready for an exciting fight, boys and girls, because it's coming to you right now! The Chilly Academic, Vexen versus The Graceful Assassin, Marluxia!"

"Begin!" Without expecting it, the armored man disappeared as flames.
Posted Image
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Marluxia
Member Avatar
The Graceful Assassin
[ *  *  * ]
Marluxia grinned, handling his Graceful Dahlia with loose fingers, occasionally spinning it behind him or by his side. This was indeed going to be interesting. Vexen hated him, that part was certain. But, how willing was he to kill him? The past could definitely justify his loss here to Vexen, but in the end he was just too prideful for his own good. He will lose this fight, the Graceful Assassin guaranteed.

"The old man is getting a bit cavalier. But, for how long?" Momentarily, Number XI disappeared in a flash. Flower petals fluttered in his place. After a short second or two, he appeared again behind Vexen. A large projectile shot forth from his fingers, the nobody insignia glowing with pink light. If it hit, Vexen would become stuck in the Doom status. A black number '10' would appear over his head, counting down over time (once per each time it is his post). If it hit 0, Vexen would lose the match then and there.

Warping back closer to the edge of the arena, Marluxia's scythe was slammed into the ground, energy building up at its blade and its excess disappearing into the floor in which he stood. He lifted it up and spun around once, slashing at the air. The crescent pink energy shot forth to the left side of Vexen, and then another, and then another. Each slash would cause moderate Darkness damage if they hit. Three times the Graceful Assassin slashed, completing his DeathScythe technique.

(Combo Boost - +25% damage)

[HP=1000/1000]

MP: 19/20 (Warpaga)
Guards: 3 Uses
Counter+s: 3 Uses
Limit Breaks: 1 Use
Posted Image
Themes ('cuz they're canon and I'm uncreative!)
13th Discretion - Marluxia's Plot
Graceful Assassin - vs. Marluxia (Normal)
Scythe of Petals - vs. Marluxia (Specter)
Lord of the Castle - vs. Marluxia (When pushed to the limit...)
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Vexen
Member Avatar
The Chilly Academic
[ *  *  * ]
Vexen's fingers laced and unlaced around his shield's handle as he waited for the match to begin. He could barely contain himself - not that he wanted to, though. He wanted Marluxia to feel the full wrath of his ice-cold power, and he would make sure this battle was to be a chilly one! Before them, a man appeared, one with dark, spiked hair and odd armor. The man intrigued Vexen, but he was more concerned with winning and less concerned with their judge's appearance. He could have looked like a clown and he wouldn't care. But then, he would look just like Marluxia. Ha! Terra, the judge, began to speak, but Vexen wasn't listening of course. He was already planning out his means of victory, something he would ensure as soon as possible. But before he knew it, the battle had begun!

Marluxia didn't waste any time in started, something even Vexen admired. There would be no waiting, excellent! The rose petals annoyed him, though. Marluxia was one to be flashy. He appeared behind Vexen, beginning an attack that was sure to have dire consequences. Spinning on his heel, Vexen brought the shield up between him and Number XI, bracing himself as the flowery, pink Nobody symbol collided and dispersed on it's reflective blue surface. Hah, like that would work on him, Assassin! When Vexen lowered his shield, he saw that Marluxia was gone. Run off, have we? He turned at the sound of a scythe being slammed into the ground, and saw that three crescent projectiles where headed his way!

"Try your best, vermin, but you could never hope to compare to the likes of myself!"


Aiming to close the gap between them, he rushed towards Marluxia, barreling around one slash, but causing him to collide with another, then another! Ouch, that stung, but Vexen wasn't about to give up just yet. Crouching low to the ground, he laid his hand flat against the earth, summoning forth a group of moving icicles from the ground that advanced quickly towards Marluxia. This Unrelenting Ice would not easily give up chase, but neither would Vexen, who dashed close behind it and quickly took to the air in a large bound, gripping his shield tightly and taking a great slash down on Marluxia as he descended. Feel the pain, Number XI!

(One Hitter: Increases the power of lone attacks (no effect on combos))

Unrelenting Ice

---------------------------
[HP=950/1000]

MP: 16/20
Guards: 2/3
Counter+: 3/3
Limit Break: 2/2
Items:


Potion x3
Ether x3
Phoenix Down x3
Edited by Vexen, Sep 4 2012, 07:26 PM.
Posted Image
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Marluxia
Member Avatar
The Graceful Assassin
[ *  *  * ]
The Graceful Assassin anticipated the missed Doom spell. It was too obvious anyways. It would take a fool to fall for a trick like that. Luckily, the Chilly Academic was not a fool. But, his pride would not save him, nor would that eyesore he calls a 'shield'. He got himself in a low stance, pulling the pink, curved edge of his Graceful Dahlia back and keeping an eye on Vexen and his attacks. From here, he quickly analyzed the odds. That shield, despite its repulsiveness, did serve as decent frontal cover. Therefore, he wasn't going to do well with attacks from in front.

Just as he was recovering himself and studying Vexen, he found himself the target of three moving icicles and a jumping Vexen. Marluxia smirked and warped directly behind Number IV as more petals fluttered down in substitution. Only, this time, his presence was replaced by 4 clones each standing side by side. 3 of them went off to get hit by the ice attack, bursting into flower petals as they were trapped instantaneously inside of an ice cube. The fourth was a bit to the side of Vexen's attack, his strike missing just barely.

The fourth clone twirled its copy scythe around, conjuring up a flurry of flower petals that surrounded Vexen no matter what he did. They'd follow him for a while no matter where he went and, no matter what, they'd pause for a moment before exploding into a burst of flame that would deal moderate damage (Rose Explosion). Meanwhile, the real Marluxia pointed a single finger at the back of Vexen, a small orb of darkness firing off at an incredible speed due to MP Hastega. This wasn't an ordinary orb of darkness: it was a Curse spell, more than capable of locking Vexen's special techniques and limit breaks for three posts.

"Useless banter gets a person nowhere. You should have learned from erring in the past, Vexen."

[HP=1000/1000]

MP: 16/20 (Warpaga, Clopyaga, Curse)
Guards: 3 Uses
Counter+s: 3 Uses
Limit Breaks: 1 Use
Posted Image
Themes ('cuz they're canon and I'm uncreative!)
13th Discretion - Marluxia's Plot
Graceful Assassin - vs. Marluxia (Normal)
Scythe of Petals - vs. Marluxia (Specter)
Lord of the Castle - vs. Marluxia (When pushed to the limit...)
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Vexen
Member Avatar
The Chilly Academic
[ *  *  * ]
His attack was perfect, there was no way Marluxia could ever hope to break through Vexen's carefully thought-out attack! Or so the scientist thought, but was eventually proved wrong, as Marluxia was so eager to prove by escaping his icicles through a lifesaving use of clones. Bah, he was making him look like a fool! No, this will not be tolerated! Vexen was an esteemed academic, a simpleton such as Marluxia has no right acting on a higher ground than he! The clones were successful in countering Vexen's ice-cold attack, and the final remaining clone lifted his scythe above his head, spinning it rapidly. Vexen scowled, finding himself trapped in a swirling vortex of roses. He stopped moving, looking around, but finding no clear break. And then the petals stopped - a warning Vexen soon picked up on, curling his body in and holding his shield tight, releasing a protective spell that surrounded his body in a glistening sphere of light that that repelled the explosion before dissipating into nothingness.

Regaining his stance, Vexen prepared himself for another attack before he felt a dark orb collide with his body, a Curse, and suddenly the knowledge to preform certain abilities faded from his memory! A cheap trick, Marluxia, but not one that would put a dent in the Chilled Academic's ego or will! Gripping his shield in his right hand, he thrust his left arm at Marluxia, palm open, as two powerful jets of water escaped his gloved hand and aimed to blast at Marluxia. If this hit, it would surely increase the damage done by Vexen's ice-based attacks, something he was counting on!

"Useless? Do you jest? Useless is someone like you, someone too irrational and illogical to see the defeat before them!"

---------------------------
[HP=925/1000]


Curse: 1/3
MP: 13/20 (Reflera, Jetra)
Guards: 2/3
Counter+: 3/3
Limit Break: 2/2
Items:


Potion x3
Ether x3
Phoenix Down x3
Posted Image
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Marluxia
Member Avatar
The Graceful Assassin
[ *  *  * ]
It took a while to ignore Vexen's abundance in pride, for it was admittedly distracting. It also detracting from the grace this duel was supposed to have or, at least, what he thought it was supposed to have. The audience was cheering from everywhere. Some were for the pink-haired flowerman himself, while others were for the Chilly Academic. Talk about adding fuel to the fire. But, maybe he could use the old man's pride against him? It was a tactic that was usually employed in books and other forms of media. Just, how did it all go again?

The clone that created the rose explosion faded from the wave of heat that was reflected back toward it. By now, the whole arena's floor would be covered in scattered cherry blossom petals. The clone did not help the poor floor, only cover it up some more. A bit distracted by his surroundings, Marluxia glanced back up at Vexen. He could only slip to the side once before falling victim to one of the jets of water. Marluxia was launched backwards, but he quickly recovered himself in the air. In extremely fast speeds, he glided forwards and twirled his scythe once more. The petals around him and some new petals generated by his weapon flew all about. The breeze would try to pull Vexen in.

If he got close enough, the Graceful Assassin would follow up by dashing towards Vexen and swinging his scythe thrice at him with each capable of doing basic damage. Marluxia would also conjure even MORE petals to swirl about Number IV while coating himself with thorny flowers. These petals that fluttered around Vexen, however, were as sharp as glass each. Not only that, but they were visually distracting to say the least. There was no doubt that his vision may be affected.

[HP=925/1000]
Reload:
Petal Whirlwind - 1 Post

MP: 15.5 (Flowaga)
Guards: 3 Uses
Counter+s: 3 Uses
Limit Breaks: 1 Use
Posted Image
Themes ('cuz they're canon and I'm uncreative!)
13th Discretion - Marluxia's Plot
Graceful Assassin - vs. Marluxia (Normal)
Scythe of Petals - vs. Marluxia (Specter)
Lord of the Castle - vs. Marluxia (When pushed to the limit...)
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Vexen
Member Avatar
The Chilly Academic
[ *  *  * ]
It's true, Vexen was rather absorbed in his own pride. But even if he noticed it, there was a very slim chance that he would care. Battles, just like most other events, were seen as experiments in Vexen's eyes. If he could live up to what he preached, if he could have a bite that rivaled even his great bark, then he would be free to undermine his enemies however he wished! Marluxia was a sly one, but nothing Vexen thought to be impossible to overcome. He swerved past the first jet of water, but the second nailed him and knocked him backward. But Vexen knew it would take more than that to defeat the Graceful Assassin, and readied his shield as the Nobody began to glide towards him, twirling his scythe and kicking up quite a bit of rose petals from the ground, as well as generating more. Wow, they were fighting in a practical flowerbed now. That could be very bad, but he had something more important to deal with now.

He began to be sucked towards Marluxia, presumabely from the draft being created by his rotating blade, scrapping petals from the ground as he began to drag against the floor. No doubt, getting pulled into the vortex of petals meant pain for the Chilled Academic, but he didn't have very much of an oppoturnity to think, as the vacuum was getting stronger by the moment. Tightening his grip on the shield, Vexen did what he could - charge through. He sprinted towards the light-haired Nobody, feeling his body being pulled towards Marluxia, and kicked off the ground with his shield raised to cover his head and chest. Grunting, Vexen braced himself as the slashes crashed into his shield, grazing his sides and sending shocks down his spine.

When he landed, skidding on the ground, coming to a stop, he lowered his shield to find himself surrounded by more petals. Just wonderful - another challenge. But these, these petals were different. They glistened, nearly blinding him, surely made of some kind of metal or glass. It was hard for him to see anything - Marluxia was a mere black-and-pink smudge in front of him, but he would surely change that if he could. With his eyes nearly useless, Vexen needed to depend on something else to deal with Marxy. He dropped to his knee, touching the ground with his finger tips as magical energy manifested and froze on the ground, extending outward from Vexen's hand and very quickly spreading to the rest of the arena with his enhanced spell speed. If he couldn't

---------------------------
[HP=885/1000]

Curse: 2/3
MP: 12.5/20 (Freeza)
Guards: 2/3
Counter+: 3/3
Limit Break: 2/2
Items:

Potion x3
Ether x3
Phoenix Down x3
Edited by Vexen, Sep 16 2012, 05:53 AM.
Posted Image
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Marluxia
Member Avatar
The Graceful Assassin
[ *  *  * ]
Jabbing the bottom of his scythe onto the ground, Marluxia held his free hand back, parallel to the side of his face. It seemed that he was all full of fancy flying flowers. Why? He was a show-off. But, the difference between him and your run-of-the-mill show-off was that he actually had power behind his quick twirls and elegant movements. He was the epitome of 'graceful'. His feet began to float up off the ground, but little did he know that his... scythe was stuck to the floor. Shrugging, blocks of digitized nothingness energy spun about his fingers closest to his face. It was how everything began, even before darkness. Before there was everything, there was nothing. That part was stuck in his head from all of that ranting the Superior oh so loved to do. Meaningless words. This Organization was so full of them!

The energy spread out across his body, shielding him. They protected him from any attacks that came at him while this spell was active. 10 of the blocks left their organized arrange around him and sped off in all directions, most of them going after Vexen. They would smash into him harshly and all the while, Marluxia would be protected. Once it was done, he was vulnerable again, on the ground, and unarmed. One move too quick on this ice would set him at a disadvantage. The Graceful Assassin could slip and fall. Either way, he couldn't move.

More energy swirled around both of his hands now. Pink, black, and white tendrils shot down into the ground and seemingly disappeared into it. Under Vexen, a single column of this multi-colored Carnation Beam fired upwards. Three more would follow, one after the other striving to blast him upwards like a boy juggling a ball in Twilight Town. One of them could hit for moderate darkness damage too. All the while, Marluxia would stand where he has been for these past seconds with a forever-plastered smirk on his face. He was sure that his odds at winning this were much higher.

[HP=925/1000]
DISARMED FOR 1 MORE POST. CANNOT USE SCYTHE-RELATED ATTACKS.
Reload:
Petal Whirlwind - 0 Posts
Carnation Beam - 3 Posts

MP: 14.5 (Digaga)
Guards: 3 Uses
Counter+s: 3 Uses
Limit Breaks: 1 Use
Posted Image
Themes ('cuz they're canon and I'm uncreative!)
13th Discretion - Marluxia's Plot
Graceful Assassin - vs. Marluxia (Normal)
Scythe of Petals - vs. Marluxia (Specter)
Lord of the Castle - vs. Marluxia (When pushed to the limit...)
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Vexen
Member Avatar
The Chilly Academic
[ *  *  * ]
When Vexen was able to see clearly again, he smirked, happy to see that his freezing spell had trapped Marluxia's scythe in the ground. Excellent, he was disarmed for the time being! Vexen knew this would not stop Marluxia, though, merely slow him down. But that's all Vexen really had to do to gain an advantage. And the Chilled Academic was right - Marluxia was still aiming to attack, even without his weapon. He watched as the Graceful Assassin srounded himself with digitized blocks, swirling protectively around him. Damn, if Vexen tried to attack him head-long with that active, he wouldn't be very successful. Ten of the blocks floated about Marluxia before zeroing in on Vexen, who simply could not react fast enough and, although he avoided a few of the blocks, the majority of them managed to pummel into his chest. He winced, gripping his chest, and looked back to Marluxia.

The Nobody had fired multicolored tendrils into the ground, and Vexen studied the move thoroughly. Hmm...if he was to send his power into the ground, then...uh oh. Vexen's eyes widened the beams sprung out from the ground, volleying him upwards with their power. Dammit! He would have to be more perceptive next time, but now he could only focus on winning. Whatever he did, he could not let Marluxia gain the upper hand so easily. While still in the air, Vexen glided down towards Marluxia, holding his hand out and activating a devastating Blizzaga, coupled with his Magic Mastery, froze the ground under Marluxia in the blink of an eye, forming large icicles around him that would then come crashing into him from all directions!

Coming to a halt on the ground, Vexen quickly whipped around and swung his arm in an arch above Marluxia, activating the Waterga spell which bombarded the rose-loving Nobody with a practical machine-gun of water from above. Take this, you annoying, insubordinate pretty-boy!

---------------------------
[HP=785/1000]

Curse: 3/3
MP: 10/20 (Blizzaga, Waterga)
Guards: 2/3
Counter+: 3/3
Limit Break: 2/2
Items:

Potion x3
Ether x3
Phoenix Down x3
Posted Image
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
ZetaBoards - Free Forum Hosting
Create your own social network with a free forum.
Learn More · Sign-up Now
« Previous Topic · One on One Challenge · Next Topic »
Add Reply

Shiva created by Sarah & Delirium of the ZNR