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Just post your charecter in the first post.
Name: Andrew
Age:15
Weapon: Fallen Antler(Fencing Raiper)
Magic(No more then three): Firaga, Wall, Pain(poisen,darkness,silence)
Special: Rend Equipment: Breaks Equipment with a devestating blow, if used on someone without armor it can instantly kill....if preformed right.
Location: Small ship in the middle of the Altlantic ocean, timeline about mid 1700's.(Timetraveling charecter is acceptable)
Bio: Andrew is a young swordsman from the land known as America, he had just recently imigrated there from the land of Italy where he was raised and where he trained in the art of swordplay, an art which was slowly dieing due to the invention of the Matchlock and the Musket. Andrew was sailing twords london to train further in his art.

Lets begin, Enter however you want.

Andrew was sailing on his ship the Highwind, a whole month had gone by and he was so ready to see land again and he knew it was nearby. "Hey Helmsman, when are we going to reach London?" Andrew hated long trips. He had no one to fight and he somtimes would worry his sword skill would deminish due to the lack of true swordsmen abord his ships. "Is there anyone else who would fight in the way of true honnor?" Andrew asked to himself.....

(OOC: Now its up to you.)

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Name: Mark
Age:14
Weapon: Buster Blade
Magic: Thundaga, Firaga, Pain(poisen,darkness,silence)
Special: Clan Armour Passed Down From Generations


Bio: Mark Is A Trained Theif + Swordsman That was trying To steal something From the Ship when it set sail leaving him a Unhappy Stowaway

Mark started to move Towards the Exit Of The Ships Cargo Hold As He ascended The Steep Wooden Stairs one of the crew Was Walking past With a Barrel. Mark guessing the barrel was to go in the Cargo Hold Where He Was Currently Hiding Decided To Shove The Crew Member over board

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Andrew heard a splash and knew imediatly that there was someone abord but remaind calm and composed.

He could hear footsteps and just kept watching the moonlight ocean. The steps came closer and closer and Andrew knew he was right behind him. Andrew stated loudly "If you are not a member of my crew then I will inform you that you are tresspasing and should not be here."

Andrew herd the footsteps back off slightly and he turned to face his opponent. "Is it a duel? Or is it not?"

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Mark Replied To Andrew by saying "Well if I'm not welcome, So i guess it is a duel." as Mark finished his sentance he quickly grabbed a rope supporting the masthead and untied it he then quickly swung from it and launched a swift kick at Andrew before he had time to unsheath his weapon

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This man was clearly an expert fighter and was able to use his surrounding to his advantage...Andrew realised this as he was kicked in the face and was almost thrown overboard.

Andrew flew over the guard rail and into a lifeboat. "If I have 5 pounds for everytime a life boat saved me I would be quite a welthy man." Andrew Chuckeled to himself and climed abord his ship.

"You are not disposing of me with such trickery."

Andrew climed up to the spot where his opponent stode. He drew his sword and held it to his forehead. "Lord forgive me for I may have to sin against thee and kill a man tonite. En Garde!"

Andrew charged to his enemy and sent a barrage of strikes that very as deadly as they were swift.

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As Andrew begun the Attack Mark quickly rolled backwards still getting some scratches on his shins and thighs due to the sheer speed of the attack and he was getting back up from the previous roll he Unsheathed his large buster blade from his back. Mark then charged forward with his Buster Blade Trailing Behind Him scratching Through The Deck as He raised His sword quickly going towards Andrews left Side

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The enemy theif was now swinging a large sword that was thankfully not very sharp, but the shear size of the weapon was a threat enough.

Andrew saw a blow coming from left side and blocked but the massive blade overpowered his small sword and he was knocked into his cabin. Andrew got up and coughed up a little blood. "Ouch, that one hurt..."

Andrew ran and attacked the thief who was ridiculously fast for a buster blader. As a slash from Andrew's sword scratched across Mark's blade sparks flew and had shined in the night, this fight was far from over.

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As The Fight Continiued Mark Tried To Get The Upper Hand By Launching A Snap kick Towards Andrews Torso.

Andrew Quickly Slapped Marks Strike Away. As Mark now went off balance with strikes still coming mark sought to block the stab movemnet by turning his buster blade sidewards.

As the stab hit the side of the buster blade mark parried it and the two were caught in a Power struggle

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Damn my powerfull strikes...
Andrew had struck alittle to hard and no a dent was in Mark's sword, meaning the swords were now locked into position...unless someon backed off the swords would remain clashed. He also knew his opponent would win any power struggle...What to do.

It cant be avoided...
Andrew said to his enemy "You know there is more to swordplay then meets the eye....one must be trained in a wide variety of skills....Let me show you one of those skills!"

Andrew leaped back and Screamed "Firaga!"
Three large fireballs now threatened to destroy the ship, the crew and most importantly, Mark...

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Mark Laughed Slightly Then Replied With The Comment " I know they say dont fight fire with fire, but i think under the circumstances it will be acceptable

Mark then Shouted "Firaga" as the fireballs collided in mid air the blazes broke into smaller spits of flame as most of them shot into the water a few put small burning holes in the sail slowing the boat a little

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This was now just highly entertaining and Andrew could not have asked for a better fight.

The ship caught ablaze slightly but it was soon put out by Andrew's crew who were, for the most part, standing back and watching. Andrew's crew knew not to interfear with a duel for Andrew had slaughtered everyman who had stoped a fight, even if he was on the brink of death. Andrew would rather die an honerable death then live as a coward.

"If this man can cast magic then I must prepare for the worst. Wall!"

Suddenly Andrew's skin had become as hard as stone and he was surounded by a magical arua that radiated defencive power. Andrew chareged his opponent and thrusted twords his throat.

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Mark on reaction Slapped The Incoming Blade With His forearm as the point of it just scratched his throat and The impact on his arm made a slightly deeper scratch on his arm
Hmm A Defensive Spell its a Shame This Fight Needs To Be Changed It Was Entertaining...

Mark Then Raised His Cut Arm and Said "Pain" As The Effects Of Poison, Darkness, Silence. The Effects Now Burdened Andrew


(OOC: Brb Having my Tea =])

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Name: Gideon call sign Scarecrow
Age: 35
Weapon: Although he started out with his Steyr-AUG the trip through the wormhole had rendered his gun useless. Beside that he had his hunting knife. He is also a master of Muai thai and Kenjitsu.
Magic: Scarecrow has no magic but his left arm was completely replaced by a futuristic mechanical arm from the elbow down.
Special: He is an elite trained modern soldier, at the age of 30 Scarecrow had ranked four in the worlds best soldiers and was the only Australian to rank in the top 10. He has trained with Special Forces around the world including the Musaid, the special Irish commando unit the Sciathan Fhianoglach an Airm and the CIEF the Commander-in-cheif's In Extremis Force and of course the Australian SAS.Scarecrow played a big part in Desert Storm.

Scarecrow landed on the ground on all fours and vomited the trip through the worm hole had churned his guts.
His mission was to retrieve an artifact to prevent the destruction of the world and no one would stop him.
He looked up and realised he was on an old ship and noticed two ancient clad warriors dueling at the other end of the ship.
"What year am i in" he asked himself. As he recovered and straightened up and started to stride towards the duo.

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(OOC: Dragoon, are you on the ship or what? Im alright with you being here but I want to know a bit more about where you are.)

Andrew's vision was suddenly blery, he could no longer see and he was vomiting about every 12 seconds.
"I see, its magic again....I knew it was only a matter of time." Yet still Andrew raised his sword. "I have outlasted magic cast upon me by the great sages of England and Im not about to let some thief kill me with a pain spell!"

Andrew ran at his opponent and missed compleatly and ran straght into a wall. (I cant fight him in this condition, Ill need to avoid him or ill die soon, the spell should only have about half an hours effect on me....

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(OOC sorry i was a bit rushed with that post and had to cut it off short ill edit it to save posting again)

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Mark took his Advantage As Andrew Was Vunerable From The Wall And Swung His Sword From the side with a lot of power as Andrew tried to dodge his foot hit the small hole from Mark Dragging his sword as he fell the Blade just skimmed his face

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"As you cut me more I will only bleed out your poison."

Andrew got up and stabed at his opponent missing by an inch. Andrew slashed and slashed, the echo's of sword strikes could be heard for miles. As metal met metal the blades started to blacken from the heat caused by the speed of the blows with which they struck. Although he put up a good fight, Andrew was starting to weaken. Fatiuge pluaged him and stung his body. (For sure my opponent is suffering similar problems, hes not immortal.)

Andrew simutaniously fought and climbed his way up the mast of the ship, fighting and running at the same time was his only option now.

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Name: Nick
Age: 15
Weapon: Fist of steel. Got his arms ripped off and replaced with titanium arms from the shoulder down.
Magic: Firaga, Pain, and Meteor(only used on special occasions)
Special: Smashes the ground and causes massive earthquakes causing the opponent to be helpless for a few seconds.



Bio: Nick coming from the year 2500 did not like using swords or guns but enjoyed crushing his opponents with earth shattering punches. Nick and top notch in the U.S. Army fighting like a true American and trained in Japan becoming a master at Karate and Judo. Usings a friends time machine because he was the guinea pig in an experiment was accidently transported back in time to the 1700s.





Traveling through time wasnt a biggy for Nick but he had never been sent 800 years back in time. Falling from the sky due to the malfunction with the time machine landed smack dab in the middle of a sword fight. Nick is severely confused right now.

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(OOC: Well Mark, since everyone seems to like this so much, I belive this will have to have a slightly more refined storyline, unfortunatly this means I can not die yet and nor can you, make sure you dont kill me....I think I will escape for a time and we can continue fighting in different areas.)

Andrew stoped his charege and looked to the sky only to see a man falling at an alarming rate. "Oh What now!"

Taking advantage of the momentary confusion, Andrew leaped onto a small life raft and cut the ropes tying it to his ship. "Alas my oponent you will not be aquiring the item you came for, it will be mine for a time now. I bid you adue." Andrew's raft hit the water and he was pushed away by waves being given off by the ship.
The strange man fell from the sky and hit the ship like a cannonball. Andrew watched as his ship crashed and was torn into small pieces, it seems everyone was on a seperate section of the shatered ship....except his crew, who apparently must have died on the ship.

Andrew sailed off twords London's shores, thankfully he was close to the port and could rest there...

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As the Ship Broke Mark Saw Three Pieces Of Wood Floating He quickly Sheathed His Sword Grabbed a Piece of Wood Left On Top Of a Nearby Box He Leapt From The Ship As it Was Tilting And SKingking Now THankfully The Wood Held His Weight As HE used The Single Piece Of Wood He Grabbed As an Ore Pushing Himself Along The Waves Moving In His Favour Towards The Shores