Rumble on the Ocean Waves (Open Challenge)

[The Welsh Paddy]

OOC: Okay, my bio's somewhere in the Character Statistics thread. One of the more recent entries. Challenge is open to anyone at all, so. Good luck to whoever I battle.

IC: It was almost pitch black out in the open ocean. The sea churned violently, like giant claws, grabbing at some invisible prey. The winds howled, like countless raging beasts. Rain came down in torrents, and the occasional bolt of lightning struck down like a hammer.

Battling the extreme weather conditions, was a rather small, three-masted merchant ship. Two of the three masts had already been snapped in half. Half of one was still on the ship, rolling from side to side between two of the masts, and half of the other broken one was lost out at sea. The sails were shredded and useless, and there was no sign of a crew anywhere on the ship.

On the prow, however, stood a figure, wrapped up in a brown, hooded cloak. As the ship dipped, spray flew at the figure. But the figure just stood there, motionless and unflinching. On closer inspection, one would see that the cloaked person was actually female, and looked quite human, in fact.

But Degra was no human. Not by a long shot. But, anyone trying to discover her true identity, will find out at the cost of their lives. Beneath her cloak, she rested her hands on her axes. She could tell there was one other person on board this ship, and she could tell there would soon be a fight. However, she still stood at the prow, looking out to the ocean. She was going to wait for her opponent to find her, and then they shall engage in combat...

OOC: Whoever accepts. Take your best shot.

[Bonezero]

"Wake up. Come on, get up. Hey! HEY! Wake UP! Your the only one left." An image appeared telling Carbine to wake up. It lookedfemale, wearing a black cloak. The voice certainly was. He never realy figured who it was so he got up.

Apparently he was in the captain's quarters of the ship. Two old rusted cannons stood between the doorway. Basically it bore a warning, if you leave, certain death will befall you. Rain was flooding the captains quarters floor, giving the wood an aged look. "Funny, I thought I'd never find my way out to sea." 'Neither did I.' Carbine drew his saber and looked around. No one there.

He went onto the deck. Carbine saw someone at the prow in a brown cloak. It was a storm. Lightning struck all over. "Well, that attack will be useless here." He calmly walked over to the brown cloaked person, bu sensed hostility from the image.

He drew his saber. "What are you doing out here?" Carbine asked this without hesitation. He waited for his answer.

[The Welsh Paddy]

OOC: Sorry this took so long, dude. Went on a somewhat unexpected holiday for the week. :\

IC: Degra's ears twitched as she heard someone calling her from behind. To anyone else, the sound would have been barely audible, but Degra's heightened senses picked up where the sound came from, and what had been said. This made Degra wonder. Was the man a fool, or did he really know who and what Degra was? Asking such a question to any normal human would have been a foolish thing to do, as he or she would not have heard it over the storm.

If this man did know what Degra was, then she'd have reason to be somewhat worried. She made sure that no one knows of her identity, and those who found out, found out at the cost of their lives. So, she settled with the idea that the man called, simply guessing, or hoping, she would have heard him. It was a good guess, after all.

She turned to face the man, her face almost invisible beneath her hood. For those with a keen eyesight, Degra's eyes would have a noticeable glint in them, and clearly be seen as those of a normal human. Her mouth, which is set in a rather menacing grin, would also be barely noticeable.

Degra just stood there, her cloak billowing in the strong winds. Her hood was suddenly blown back to reveal her face. Her mid-length, black hair whipped out behind her, and the rain pelted her face, but she stood there, unflinching. Her eyes narrowed as she smiled threateningly at her opponent. He stood there expectantly, waiting for Degra to answer his question. She also noticed that he had his sword drawn, as if ready to fight.

"I ask the same question of you," she replied, simply, her hands gripping her axes even tighter.

[Bonezero]

"Hostile arn't we?" Carbine replied loudly. The storm was growing in severity. To make things worse, he was out on the ocean. One false move and he would be swimming to his desination.

"I going to an ancient city, a source of great evil. I needed this boat. When I got on, I somehow fell asleep in the captains quarters."

Carbine could tell that this person, if she chose to fight him, would not hold back. Carbine was prepared for anything. 'If I must...,' he thought...

[The Welsh Paddy]

Degra immediately grew suspicious of this man.. She knew of this city, and the evil within it. Back when she was with a group of fellow weretigers, she had taken part in a few attacks upon the city, trying to get at the evil at its source. Each time they had all failed, due to sheer weight of number on the enemy's side. This made her wonder. Was this man evil? Or did he plan on trying to destroy this evil himself? The latter would be a rather foolish thing to do. But either way gave reason for Degra to want to fight him.

If he was evil, then Degra would kill him. If he wasn't then she would merely see how strong he really was, to prove if he was capable of getting anywhere near the great "evil". And, it was a good while since Degra had a good fight, afterall.

So she drew out her axes, and held them losely either side of her. "No more questions, now. I just want to see you fight," she said, loud enough for the man to hear.

As she stood there, she began to change. She grew slightly taller, and her hands became clawed. Slight traces of orange, black striped fur grew all over her, though only the black was really noticeable at a distance, unless her elbows and calves were visible. Her eyes also became wider, and a more vivid, yellow colour. Her pupils became slits, and she grew fangs.

She tore the cloak off herself and threw it aside. A tail had grown, and her body was now rather skinny and tall. Very agile looking. She grinned at her opponent, and let out a loud snarl. "I am Degra," she roared. "Prepare yourself for battle, weakling!"

OOC: By calling your character 'weakling', she isn't making any assumptions that your character actually is weak. It's just her way of challenging someone to battle.

He didnt know what was about to happen on the majorly damaged boat ahead in the storm, kamen was on a small raft at sea cast out of the ship he had passage on for cuasing trouble and starting fights earlier. he had a feeling that thier was about to be blood shed so he jumped to the water from his little raft and strugled toswim to the boat. once he reached it and climbed aboard he saw a tall thin menasing figure with two axes squaring off with a smaller man with a saber to him it looked one sided and moved between them."what is this? what kind of creature are you and why are you two fighting?" he waited for a reply. when several minutes past and thier was no answer he knew he was in for trouble. alrady he was wishing that he had stayed on the little raft to die but he was hear and couldnt resist a good fight. he silently nodded and moved to the side forming a triangle of suspended violence. he loosed the sheath catch on his special sword {broadsword with a 3 foot handle} and drew 2 of his 12 hunting knives. "ok im in this two. ive got nothing to lose."

[The Welsh Paddy]

OOC: A three-way battle, eh? Should be fun.

IC: Degra looked at the newcomer with hardly a trace of surprise on her face. The new arrival was completely unexpected, but it seemed he was ready to join the fray. When the man asked who she was and why she was about to fight the other bloke, she merely bared her fangs and snarled menacingly. "That, you pathetic little upstart, is of no concern to you," she replied.

But the man seemed determined to be in this fight. He drew out a Broadsword and two hunting knives. "Okay, I'm in this too. I've got nothing to lose," he said.

Degra smirked. "Nothing to lose, eh?" she asked, in the brief lull of the storm. "If you value your life, you better get your worthless hide off this ship!"

She glanced at the other. "You, my friend, are last!" she said.

She suddenly closed the distance between her and the new arrival in two, swift leaps, swinging one of her axes towards the hand that held the broadsword, aiming to disarm him. With her other axe, she aimed another slash towards his chest, not exactly aiming to kill, but at least drive him back. If he does move back, she would continue her assault in an attempt to make him fall back overboard.

He held up her first axe with his sword and side steped just enoughto avoid the second. "whats wrong? did you think i was weak or somthing i mean thats the thing with weretigers they always under estimate me" he held her off and smiled "ive got an ace up my sleeve if your good ill show you later" he then slashed at her with the hunting knife barely niking her because of how fast she moved. he could not see her surprise but could sense it. he swiped again wondering if she could smell he was secretly a werewolf. his hand was stinging from here first blow.


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he had fought many weretigers befor but she was different she was actualy atractive for a feline but he wasnt going to let that stop him. " hey you!" he shouted to the other figure " why are you just standing their i was trying to help you" "and you....you are just to damn fast for him arent you ? just kidding " he said as he dodged anther swipe "man!''

[LocoColt04]

OOC MOD POST:
(edited)

Well then, that's settled. Carry on.
And kamen, please don't double post.

oky dokey
shall we continue?

[The Welsh Paddy]

Originally Posted by kamen leonhart

he then slashed at her with the hunting knife barely niking her because of how fast she moved. he could not see her surprise but could sense it.

OOC: You're god-modding a tad there, dude. I'll let it slip this time, though. Try not to determine whether your opponent is hit by the attack or not, or how they might feel from your character's actions. I'll make a proper post tomorrow sometime. Zero Legend can make his post before then if he wants.

[Bonezero]

Carbine could only stare at the battle taking place."Well, it looks like its three versus three. Evens out the odds."Carbine stil had his saber drawn, and was waiting for an attack.

Carbine got an idea on how to stop the storm 'I haven't tried this in a while' he thought. He pulled out his saber and buster and combined them into a saber like gun, that grafted into his arm. He had performed Myalkuko, a combination weapon attack.

He then aimed the weapon at his two opponents, and charged his shots. They were going towards the edge of the ship. 'Perfect' Carbine thought. The buster was now charged enough to shoot burst rounds. He fired, and at once flashes brighter than lightning covered the area and went straight for the two fighters.

[The Welsh Paddy]

Degra continued her assault on the newcomer. She was mildly surprised to find that this man was able to hold his own against the barrage of attacks she threw at him. But saying that, she was not entirely sure about who or what this person was. Something didn't seem quite right about the person. He seemed more than a mere human. However, she stopped thinking as, out of the corner of her eye, the other man decided to intervene.

If she had managed to succeed in her attack upon the man with the gun, after making several slashes, that would surely wound him really badly if he didn't escape the movement before hand, she would backflip away, pushing him away from her and the turn her attention to the other.

If her opponent managed to get away from the attack, she would keep moving, to make herself less of a target to the man.

He drew out two weapons, and performed some ability, which merged the two weapons and grafted them to his own arm.

She smirked, anticipating the attack that followed. Both her and the one she had first attacked were near the edge of the ship when the man with the gun-arm made his attack. It seemed a sly move, but also a clever one at that, when he fired a shot from his weapon. Degra made a backflip the exact second her opponent had fired. She was used to being shot at, so she knew exactly when to move when she could see someone aiming a gun at her.

But Degra didn't expect the bright flash from the gun, and was momentarily blinded. She snarled and closed her eyes, raising one of her arms to shield them. It was lucky she had moved, otherwise she could have been hit. It only took her a few seconds to recover from this, though, and neither of the two seemed to have noticed the opportunity of which they could attack her. She was glad for that, and next time she wouldn't be so careless if her opponent was to pull off a move like that again.

She turned to the man with the gun and decided to charge at him. If he brought his arm up to shoot at her, she would dodge to the side and continue her charge. Then, when she was still several metres away, she would leap at him, covering the remaining distance in a split second, to hopefully come down onto his shoulders, and start hacking away at his face. While performing this attack, though, she remained concious of her other opponent, in case he decided to try and do anything.

Kamen saw Degra react but he himself moved too slowly. the only thing he had time to do was try to deflect the blast with the flat of his sword he was forced back over the edge but slammed the blade of his knife into the deck to avoid falling over board. he pulled his self up and noticed that the blade of his sword was melted and threw it overboard. he then sheathed his knife and steped forward anxious to rejoin the fight. he steped forward but fell thrugh a rotted section of the deck to a floor below. all that was heard was a thud then the howl of a wolf only more loud and sinister. the deck 5 feet from the other 2 combatents burst and through the whole jumped kamen in his were wolf form. he was only six foot even which was short for a werewolf but he was built with the muscle that any wereape{the biggest of the were species} would envy.