To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz]

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

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PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

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Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 12:57:40 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 6, 2024 12:57:40 GMT -5

A canvas of endless azure stretched as far as Erys’ murky eyes could see. While grandiose, this seemingly endless tapestry was far from being an immaculate work of art; an assortment of floating debris surrounded the half-submerged pillar on which she stood. "Why this shithole of all places?" The alkaguíria genuinely pondered why this so-called "Battle Island" had to be the theater of their training. While she looked forward to deepening her understanding of árula and her bond with Kárnis and her master, she struggled to see how dilapidated ruins were going to help with that.

The Azenor began pacing around on the massive pillar, her impatience growing sharper with each circle drawn by her cyclical steps. All she had to keep her away from slipping into boredom-induced insanity was her faith in the Maestro's teachings.

The Prince of Death was an astute one who experienced a variety of situations that made the redhead's own lifespan pale in comparison. Maxsuz wouldn't waste his time with a purposeless training location — not when he had next to nothing to gain from this and she, on the contrary, was going to greatly benefit from the lesson. No, a man of his intelligence being counterproductive was an absolutely foolish hoax to entertain.

Berating herself internally for this mental faux pas, this alkaguíria tried to change her mind by giving her toothy alkálipe a few practice swings. The rudimentary vertical slices soon ramped up both in speed and complexity, turning into an elegant flourish that fed upon itself; the kinetic energy of every motion was used as a stepping stone from which the next one rose to prominence. Kárnis made the air sing around it in its zealous trail.

With her pallid gaze narrowed down in focus, Erys paid very little actual attention to her surroundings. In the intensity of the moment, she even forgot why she came here in the first place and began to cackle, delighted by what she envisioned at the receiving end of her shadow fencing: Hapless members of House Azenor begging for mercy before being delivered a slow, gruesome end via a thousand deliberate cuts fueled by her spite.

PL: 50,000 (Erys is in her Base form.)

UT used: Kárnis

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/310

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [2/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [1/1], Sno Ruby [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]

WC: 364
TWC: 364

Last Edit: Sept 6, 2024 12:58:10 GMT -5 by Erys "Monica" Azenor

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

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PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 13:27:28 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 6, 2024 13:27:28 GMT -5

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One of the first things Maxsuz did for his little protégé once they got to Earth was to give her the finest buffet, a hot shower, perfumes, lotions, shampoo and all other things a lady such as her would like, and some high quality clothing to compliment her alkaguíria cloak. He imagined the former slave had never experienced any of those privileges in her miserable life, and so he chose to indulge her for a little bit, if only because he liked to tease her with second intentions.

Alas, eventually it was time for the young Azenor to be trained by the Maestro. There was so much to be learned about herself and her own unique abilities, but first, he had to choose the right place to have their first exercise. After a couple of minutes of deliberation, he decided to go for the sunken Battle Island again, just for the fact he was already familiar with the location and knew it was appropriate. It would also give him the ability to show off a little more to his number 1 fan girl.

It was a surprisingly hot and sunny day in the Rocky North's coast when their training session would take place. Erys had already gone there earlier in the morning to eagerly await her master's arrival. It was around 11am when the Argin finally arrived, rocketing through the sky at supersonic speed, then swiftly landing beside the redhead, which was currently shadow fighting with her alkálipe. He also almost struck by one of her swipes, but casually side stepped at the last moment.

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"I see you're already warmed up, my dear. I can see the little drops of sweat forming in your forehead. Then, we can already begin."

With a single step, Maxsuz pulsated his árula across the entire structure, surrounding it by a thin layer of darkness. By raising his arm up, the entire sunken island emerged from the sea bed, and they ascended to now dozens of meters in the air atop that pillar. The Maestro crossed his arms behind his back and began his lecture.

"I have trained my other pupils within the Inner Circle on this island before. We tried to work on cooperation. This, however, is a private lesson." - he smirked provocatively at the alkaguíria. - "Today we shall test your fighting skills. Intuitively, you should already have mastery over the use of your alkálipe. However, I need to see if you can manifest your hollow árula in any way, and apply it in combat. You can attack me whenever and however you want. Do not worry, I can take it, my sweet Erys."

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Base Stats

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
150.500 PL	Be Prepared
Normal	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 6, 2024 13:31:45 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
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PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 14:36:03 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 6, 2024 14:36:03 GMT -5

The time spent on Earth so far with her Prince of Death had been magical. From the gorgeous, form-fitting clothes he got tailored specifically for her delicate figure to the umpteenth tastes of the various foods she was presented with, Erys was delighted from start to finish. Even the likes of clean water and fresh fruits were heavenly compared to what she used to be treated with back in her days of servitude, so gorging with world-class delicacies was in a league of its own.

At the same time, this frivolous indulging was bittersweet; it only emphasized how much she had been missing on this far. Whether it was intentional or just a fortunate coincidence, the Maestro managed to make his alkaguíria apprentice even more resentful of her forebears. There also was a bit of a compromise concerning the clothes; while she'd gladly wear the fanciest of dresses for him during ceremonies, her battle paraphernalia worn under the tattered cloak would have to remain rags and bandages. Clean ones, yes, but still evocative from the miserable place where she hailed from; something-something related to not letting the luxury distract her from her crusade.

When he plummeted down with a gracefulness and swiftness befitting of his strength, Erys had nearly nicked him with an alkálipe strike. Her body froze in place, murky eyes growing wider than dinner plates. Seeing how he dodged with an effortless economy of movement, though, the Azenor allowed her stiff posture to grow more decontracted and her panicked gaze to lid seductively.

"Yes! I am ready to indulge you, my Cataclysmic Liege~" The Himônus adored to shower her knowledgeable elder with pet names reminiscent of his arulal frequency. It was a way to show her growing fondness for him but also to nail down the irrevocable truth about his might: Death was his dominion and anyone else who dabbled in it were mere imitators replicating the masterful movements of the grim conductor, the Maestro.

She didn't know if it was in reaction to his onyx árula —perhaps an extremely advanced form of vynero— or due to the motion of his arms, but the island who was long-lost to the embrace of the ocean stirred to life. Erys marveled at the sight, taking a few steps back to contemplate the sheer magnitude of Maxsuz's work before regarding him with starry eyes. "THAT'S FREAKING AWESOME!" The alkaguíria's razor-sharp teeth sank in the plump of her lower lip at the mention of a "private lesson", drawing out miniscule droplets of blood. "Is that so, uh~? Well, lucky me..."

Erys began pacing away from Maxsuz, effectively giving a few meters of relief between herself and her beloved foe. She rotated around, facing the man once more, and held Kárnis sideways. "Let me repay you in kind for all that goodness you've given me, Lord Maxsuz~" Translucent árula oozed out from her every seams, shrouding herself and her serrated alkálipe with an aura that blurred reality near it. She unfurled her dainty fingers, allowing the vynero-enhanced sword to shoot toward Maxsuz's neck. She followed suit with a leap, intending to dropkick the dull side of Kárnis to either redirect it to where Maxsuz dodged or apply more pressure to Fenrhus if it was used to guard.

With this squatting push given against her own blade, Erys backtracked with a backflip. "NYEHAHAHAHA!" A snap of her digits was all that it took for her alkálipe to vanish out of thin air before reappearing in a trembling fist. She charged again. This time around, she had the intention of sustaining a melee with a wild barrage of sword strikes.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

Alkálipe Flourish = 20% - 1 KP - N/A = 40,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

UT used: Kárnis & Vynero

KP: 5/6 (-1) - MP: 2/6 (+2) - HP: 000/310

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [2/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [1/1], Sno Ruby [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]

WC: 613
TWC: 977

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

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PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 17:51:36 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 6, 2024 17:51:36 GMT -5

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Much like he came to expect from Erys at that point, she immediately acted seductively upon meeting him. Though, she called her "Cataclysmic Liege", which he could not decide if he found funny or embarrassing. Nonetheless, the young alkaguíria fan girled some more at his display of might and arulal control when raising an entire island off the bottom of the sea. He liked being showered with praise, but her appreciation of him felt different than the others'. It was genuine, it was innocent, as much as a perverted woman like her could muster.

Once the Argin instructed her to attack, she did so with no hesitation or concern, claiming it would be her way to pay back his generous deeds towards her. He nodded in agreement and spread his arms wide, inviting her offense. The Azenor's body was soon shrouded by colorless haze that felt like nothingness to the swordsman's senses. In response to the power he felt, he transcended into his hyera form seamlessly. Horns curving forward emerging from his skull, teeth and nails sharpening into fangs and claws, a bone tail growing from his spine and crashing against the ground.

"Good, from what I can already see, you surpass my base state in power. Such is the potential of the hollow one. Let's see how far you can push me in the hyera form, then."

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The next second, Kárnis was shot out like a dart towards his throat. The speed was high, but enough for him to be unable to react. The Argin drew his sword and blocked sideway, while ducking to the side. However, the serrations on Erys alkálipe got it stuck on Fenrhus, instead o sliding past it. Then, almost without any time to think, the alkaguíria came flying with a drop kick into the pommel of her blade.

The force behind it was enough to get Maxsuz off balance and let go of Fenrhus, though that allowed him to retreat slightly. The pale blade spun around violently in the air, before being pulled back into his sheath with vynero. That was his idea, but instead, he was pushed into grabbing it mid air to parry a relentless barrage of strikes from his pupil.

"Creative, but you're currently attacking me with brute strength, not technique. If you wish to break through my defenses, you need to force me into making a mistake first."

The swordsman suddenly deflected Kárnis into the side with a swift motion of his tail, and attempted to kick Erys' hand for her to drop it. All the while, he had let go of Fenrhus, which began a counter offense against the alkaguíria on its own, aiming her joints with surgical thrusts.

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Turn Start

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
150.500 PL	Be Prepared
Normal	Tenacious ▰

Battle Phase

Category	Name	Stats	Modifiers	Result
Enemy Attack	Alkálipe Flourish	20%/1KP	200.000UPL	27% (40.000PL) Damage.
Support	Hyera	BPL x 4	150.500BPL Árula Control	Increases UPL to 200.000
Defense	Alkálipe Parry	20%/1KP	200.000UPL	Blocks AF.
Attack	Alkálipe Flourish	20%/1KP	200.000UPL	20% (40.000PL) Damage

Turn End

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
200.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 6, 2024 17:55:53 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 18:56:11 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 6, 2024 18:56:11 GMT -5

An angel of death.

This was the impression that the alkaguíria had when bearing witness to the Argin's fearsome metamorphosis. It was a thing of beautiful edges full of wicked promises; horns, claws, and serrated tail all became part of his distinctive, handsome silhouette. As much as it pained her to internally admit it to herself, her judgment was erroneous. This form, in fact, had nothing of angelic — there was something imperious and primal to it.

"Like a dragon..." Thought by both Kárnis and Erys, this conclusion was what their being was genetically engineered to recognize with respect, for it was ultimately part of the transcendental steps any alkaguírio had to take in order to elevate their árula mastery to newfound levels. This form was incomplete, sure, but it didn't preclude Erys to enjoy seeing its savage beauty stapled onto an even more delectable bastard.

This fueled her lust, for him and for the fray. Erys gave it all she got, relentlessly assaulting the teacher with her unbridled ferocity that he met with open arms. This, of course, wasn't enough. Even though her alkálipe's uneven edge proved to be a modest advantage, she failed to capitalize on it thanks to her lack of refinement in her technique. She took good note of this, or at least she would have if it wasn't from the surprise factor that his tail was.

How could she have forgotten about this deadly, bony appendage of unspeakable sharpness?

She did and paid due comeuppance for this attention span blunder; her center of gravity was thrown off and Kárnis kicked away, which left Erys wide open for a counterattack. Fenrhus profited from this moment of weakness by opening cuts all over the redhead's delicate joints. Mocha flesh was torn asunder and began weeping crimson. The outline of the wounds began to flake off into a cinereous dust that wreathed her figure like the petals of a cherry blossom tree.

Yet, what should have been pained screams was instead replaced by moans of pseudo-religious ecstasy. Through a life punctuated by harsh corporal punishment, Erys had learned to bask into this searing emotion and tap into it as a source of strength. The ghostly árula aura flared, creating hairline threads that glimmered against her skin. They pierced her soft hide like suture points before closing her wounds shut with a sizzle. No blemishes or imperfections were left behind; she was as good as new.

"I WILL SHOW YOU THE METHODOLOGY TO MY MADNESS, MY BEAUTIFUL MAXSUZ!!!" She brought her closed fists together and dashed toward the alkaguírio with a seamless sliding motion that turned her figure into a blur. The juxtaposed hands clasped into empty air were thrusted toward his chest; it is at this moment that she showed him how deep her bond was with Kárnis by willing the sword back into her grasp. This was no vynero or trick or the light; the weapon materialized out of thin air to have its bandaged hilt reappear where it was meant to be held while the toothy blade threatened to dig into his gut with a flash of pallid árula.

Provided this was allowed, she would have followed by giving her sword a wicked twist before wrenching it out from her foe with an horizontal pull.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

40,000 vs 200,000 = 20% damage taken by Erys!

Alkálipe Flourish = 20% - 1 KP - N/A = 40,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

Notes: Erys regenerates her wound via her Devouring Void UT and teleports the disarmed Kárnis back into her grasp via its associated UT.

UT used: Arulal Frequency: Devouring Void & Kárnis

KP: 4/6 (-1) - MP: 4/6 (+2) - HP: 020/310 (+20%)

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [2/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [1/1], Sno Ruby [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]

WC: 555
TWC: 1532

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 20:12:47 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 6, 2024 20:12:47 GMT -5

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Maxsuz successfully disarmed his opponent, while Fenrhus struck true on the redhead Azenor. The sword punctured multiple holes throughout her body, drawing blood and slowing her movements down. That was until she started moaning as if those wounds had caused her pleasure. Even the Argin could not pretended he did not feel "something" watching that. Perhaps Erys was even more similar to him that he cared to admit. Suffering had an stimulant effect on them both akin to some sort of drug or powerful medicine.

In only a couple of seconds, all gashes on her petite frame had been healed by the haze surrounding her. With another battle cry that also worked as flirting, the alkaguíria dashed at the hyera once more, even those she remained disarmed. Maxsuz stayed immobile and watched her quickly close the gap between them. Then, at the last possible moment, she stretched her clasped fists, and Kárnis simply materialized from the haze between her palms, already in a thrusting motion.

Maxsuz had almost no time to react at all. In an instinctive movement, he back stepped and grabbed the serrated blade with his bare hand, stopping it completely in its motion. Despite his chest being safe, some pretty deep gashes were opened in palm, gushing blood on Kárnis. Yet the Maestro seemed unbothered, like he wasn't feeling it. Instead, he let the blood flow through the Azenor's alkálipe, as he made direct eye contact with her and smiled genuinely with satisfaction.

"Do you have any idea of how incredible what you have just done really is? It took me decades to master the ability to materialize Fenrhus at will, but here you are, on your first lesson, already surpassing me." - he took a step closer to the redhead, imposing his tall frame against her again, all while sliding his bleeding hand down Kárnis' edge. - "You are starting to win me over, sweet Erys." - suddenly, and with no warning, the hyera's tail came from behind him while drenched in dark árula and attempted to slap Erys on the cheek away. - "But not yet. Keep your focus on the battle."

If he had successfully disarmed the alkaguíria, he would throw Kárnis towards the horizon, as far as he could manage.

"Let's see what you will do now."

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Turn Start

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
200.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Battle Phase

Category	Name	Stats	Modifiers	Result
Enemy Attack	Alkálipe Flourish	20%/1KP	200.000UPL	20% (40.000PL) Damage.
Support
Defense
Attack	Ryuko	40%/2KP	200.000UPL	40% (80.000PL) Damage

Turn End

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 230%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
200.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 7, 2024 17:57:14 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 6, 2024 21:28:16 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 6, 2024 21:28:16 GMT -5

Erys tried to stack the deck against the Maestro. She came at him with an illogical attack that revealed itself to be a devious subterfuge at the last moment. It paid dividends, but barely; he was able to catch Kárnis within the palm of his hand. The contest titillated blood from the Argin's grasp. He didn't seem bothered by this flesh wound one bit, though.

Both alkaguírios got themselves involved in a staring contest. Erys leered defiantly at her master, leaning forward to sample the blood pooling down Kárnis' blade with a tentative lick. "Delicious~" She savored the metallic tang of the small feast, committing it to memory without breaking eye contact as he praised her. "Kárnis whispered to me years before manifesting. Just like me, it is exceptional, destined to greatness~" The oddity of an alkaguíria oozing a pale árula was forced to stand straight by the seductive death tyrant imposing himself with a forward step.

Thanks to her own devious mind and the newfound proximity, she began to fantasize. About kissing him... and how she could throw her arms around his neck while doing so... before driving her fangs through his jugular. The visions shattered like fragile glass thanks to the bony, árula-coated tail that swung toward her pretty face to dispense a well-deserved slap.

Instead of being sent flying with her alkálipe separated from her in the process, something quite strange happened; her spectral árula swelled, halting his attack dead in its tracks. It spread around the trapped appendage with thin, sinuous tendrils that glimmered with a gossamer hue. These ingrained roots gorged, siphoning away at the encroaching arulal frequency to break it down and alter it down to its most fundamental components before assimilating it.

That part of him. It was hers now. It felt warm, rotten, and delicious.

She wanted —no, needed— more of it.

With a network of black veins disturbing the dull milkiness of her eyes, she let loose a blood curdling shriek that shook the arena to its core. "GIVE ME MOOOOOOORE." His tail was finally released, but he was far from being left off the hook. The emboldened alkaguíria began blinking left and right, each of her ephemeral appearances characterized by a flurry of two-handed cuts with the torque of her whole flailing body put behind each and every single one of them. Vynero was periodically utilized to destabilize the Argin with unpredictably-angled assaults as she relentlessly pressed the attack with faithful Kárnis at her sides.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

Nahálcific: Inverted Polarity = 45% - 1 KP - Taunt = 90,000 vs 80,000 = 0% damage taken by Erys! Emboldened status gained.

Alkálipe Flourish = 40% - 1 KP - N/A = 80,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

Condition: Emboldened (Expended this turn!)

Notes: Erys uses her Sno Ruby and expends one of her two Efficient Adaptation to boost and discount (+10%, -1 KP) her Nahálcific: Inverted Polarity before using it to defend against Maxsuz's Ryuko. Since her taunt technique prevails, the following Alkálipe Flourish is boosted by 20%.

UT used: Arulal Frequency: Devouring Void & Kárnis & Vynero

KP: 2/6 (-2) - MP: 6/6 (+2) - HP: 020/310

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [1/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [1/1], Sno Ruby [0/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]

WC: 423
TWC: 1955

Last Edit: Sept 6, 2024 21:28:54 GMT -5 by Erys "Monica" Azenor

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 7, 2024 17:56:31 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 7, 2024 17:56:31 GMT -5

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Erys licking some of Maxsuz' blood from Kárnis was not a surprise to him at that point. He had already come to expect the most psychotic and obsessed behavior from her when it came to him. He loved it. She then mentioned how her alkálipe had been whispering to her for years and years, before finally manifesting itself in that ship. Maxsuz felt an explanation was in order.

"Your arulal awakening was actually much later than for most alkaguírios. I believe that was the case due to your non-existent connection to Seratus. Our alkálipes are made from metals only found in our home world's core. It must have been due to sheer force of will and your own arulal maturing that you were able to materialize it in your location all the way from our planet."

What did really surprise him was his skeletal tail coated in his árula being held in place by the Azenor's haze alone, tendrils emerging from it grapple the appendage and get it stuck. Not only that, but the thin tentacles absorbed the black energy covering the tail as if they were the roots of a tree drinking water.

"What the..." - he had never seen anything like it before.

The death árula flowed through her body and sent her in some kind of frenzy, which allowed her to zoom from side to side, slashing at Maxsuz with ferocity and a precision. Cut after cut, his blood was splattered across the floor and Erys' petite body. His shock had caused him to finally drop his guard, allowing each of those hits to strike him unprotected.

When it was over, he stumbled backwards, as a waterfall of blood dropped from his torso. He coughed some more of the red fluid, and looked back at the Azenor a few meters away. Despite the seemingly severe physical damage he had just received, the Argin began to smile with great enthusiasm.

"At every turn, you continue to prove my instincts right in saving you from that desert world. My sweet, sweet Erys, you truly are the best thing that has happened to me in the past few months. To think that I, of all people, could still be shocked by something, was inconceivable, until now." - he turned to laughter, as all wounds in his body regenerated in what felt like an instant. - "Very well, you pushed me this far. Time for round 2. This time, I'll take you more seriously. Think you can 'handle' me now?"

The swordsman's power suddenly flared, becoming significantly more menacing with minimal effort from him. With a slight gesture of his pointer and middle fingers, he invited the redhead to come at him.

Post Count	4
Post Word Count	452
Total Word Count	1.740

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Turn Start

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 230%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
200.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Battle Phase

Category	Name	Stats	Modifiers	Result
Enemy Attack	Alkálipe Flourish	20%/1KP	200.000UPL Emboldened (+20%)	40% (80.000PL) Damage.
Support	Árula Control			Increases UPL to 250.000
Defense
Attack

Turn End

Stats	Traits	Sparkings ▰	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 190%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
250.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 7, 2024 17:58:25 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 7, 2024 18:53:49 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 7, 2024 18:53:49 GMT -5

So she was some kind of late bloomer? Unlike most alkaguírios, Erys did not inherit Kárnis from Seratus' heart. This didn't surprise her given her disconnect with the planet, her lack of attunement to its arulal frequencies, but it still begged the following questions: Was her beloved serrated blade above or below other alkálipe? Was it even a "true" alkálipe? Would its different nature prevent her to fuse with it in due time to awaken her powers? These and so many more questions began trotting in her mind.

Or at least they did until she got a taste of her esteemed liege's árula. The frequency of death was an intoxicating one with a sharp, pungent taste. Yet, what it lacked in delicate aroma it more than made up for with the sheer zeal it empowered the alkaguíria with. When she was done giving the Argin's flesh a taste of her swordsmanship, he found himself tottering backward with plenty of vermilion ichor dripping from his torso.

She stared at his weeping flesh with obsession, lips slightly ajar and dripping ropes of saliva.

Soon, he would be hers. If not, then it only meant that she wasn't worthy of his admiration and deserved to die.

Maxsuz's words reminiscing on that choice he made when he opted to take her under his wing were appreciated, but Azenor knew that she had her work cut out for her. Still, to know that she was the best thing in recent memory... her blushing, heated body thrummed with a pleased shiver. "Oh, it only gets better from there, my precious Maxsuz: I am still in my chrysalis and have yet to truly bloom. I've been stagnating in a mire for all my life, but with your help... I might just make it. Yes, rivers will run red and worlds will burn for you, master. Both as a tribute to your teachings and my..." She did not complete that sentence. Instead, her dainty nostrils flared, "smelling" the increase in his might after he regenerated.

"NO! I CAN'T POSSIBLY DEFEAT A BEING LIKE YOU, BUT I'LL HANDLE ALL YOUR ROUGHNESS AND SPITE AND RETURN IT IN SPADES!" She erupted in a boisterous cackle that spread high in the sky looming over the temporarily reconstructed arena of Battle Island. She did not care in the slightest about winning. No, all she wanted was for him to ravage her body, to lacerate it, to roast her epidermis, and mold its lethal petiteness into the perfect tool of destruction. For this, though, she needed to shatter her limits; a more uneven fight was a splendid idea for their purpose.

Erys leapt back and took potshots at Maxsuz by caressing the air with whistling slices from Kárnis' toothy edge. The wicked blade was imbibed with chunks of her pale árula that were propelled toward the Argin as translucent crescents after each swinging motion.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

~~Elite Arm Blaster~~ Kárnis = 20% - 0 KP - N/A = 40,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

Notes: Erys uses her Elite Arm Blaster reflavored via her Kárnis UT.

UT used: Kárnis

KP: 4/6 (+2) - MP: 6/6 - HP: 020/310

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [1/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [0/1], Sno Ruby [0/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [1/1]

WC: 487
TWC: 2442

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 7, 2024 20:09:38 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 7, 2024 20:09:38 GMT -5

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Maxsuz' praise had unleashed something primal within the lusty alkaguíria. He had to admit, her constant and explicit desire for his flesh, in more than one way, were having an increasingly stronger effect on him. There were little things the Maestro appreciated more than power and skill in combat, and her protégé excelled in both, even beyond his estimations. It did not help that she was drop dead gorgeous, even with her milky eyes that made her look blind. He wanted that training session to go on. He wished to feel her body's heat and muscles pressed against his in battle.

The hyera slowly unsheathed Fenrhus again and let it hang beside his left leg, awaiting his pupil's next move. She claimed to be only in her chrysalis form, and would bloom with his assistance. Erys would destroy the entire Universe, if that was Maxsuz' desire, all with her smile on her face. Such was the level of her devotion to him.

However, before she could finish her adoration speech, the power surge from the Maestro sent her into another lustful frenzy. The hollow alkaguíria leaped backward while firing multiple hazy fyhrais in his direction. The time for fun and games was over, though. He raised his alkálipe high and channeled a swirl of dark árula around its blade.

"You want to truly prove you are worthy of my time? Survive this!" - at the last possible moment, he pointed Fenrhus forward and unleashed the tornado. - "Fenoraga!"

Though the air slashes still ended up cutting him on the shoulder, abdomen and tights, he remained in position. A sudden hurricane of black and red fyhrais blasted off the pale sword. The inferno travelled so fast and violently towards Erys it dragged water from the sea and debris from the ruined building with it. The brutal whirlpool threatened to devour her body and tear it to pieces.

Post Count	5
Post Word Count	318
Total Word Count	2.058

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Turn Start

Stats	Traits	Sparkings	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 190%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy ▰	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
250.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Battle Phase

Category	Name	Stats	Modifiers	Result
Enemy Attack	Kárnis	20%	200.000UPL	16% (40.000PL) Damage.
Support
Defense
Attack	Fenoraga	90%/4KP/4MP/Bleed+	250.000UPL	113% (225.000PL) Damage Inflicts Bleeding status for 4 turns if it deals at least 20% damage.

Turn End

Stats	Traits	Sparkings	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 174%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy ▰	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
250.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 8, 2024 15:00:22 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 7, 2024 22:16:36 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 7, 2024 22:16:36 GMT -5

Back in the bleakest period of her life on the merchant vessel where she slaved her childhood away, the alkaguíria had been taught a few precious lessons by Kárnis. Even if he had yet to manifest, he filled her dreams with visions of House Azenor to build up her spite, but also with the know-how on certain techniques to get her ready for battle. Amongst the arsenal he bestowed upon her influenceable self, two skills stood above the other: The ravenous vortex of balbatûhr and fenoraga, the pale tornado.

When Maxsuz spoke the name of the technique after channeling a copious amount of onyx árula around Fenrhus, the quasi-indistinguishable milkiness of her pupils lost somewhere amongst an ocean of vitreous white widened. She knew the blender of flesh that was coming not only in name; it was a technique who she was extremely familiar with.

Maxsuz simply endured through her fyhrais and unleashed all of the energy stockpiled into his alkálipe. The resulting forward-driving twister was crimson and jet black, mirroring his arulal signature. Erys was bewildered by this gorgeous symbol of death made manifest. It upset the element and made her tattered cloak billow toward it, forcing her to plant her bandaged feet in the ground to avoid being swept away.

In this situation, matching his fenoraga with her own only seemed fitting. But not with a clash; she wanted to experience the pain brought by its polychromatic dance fully. Like a mere debris, Erys was forced off the ground and swallowed in the tornado. The echo of her crazed laughter was swiftly deafened by the horrible sound of her flesh getting mangled. When she was finally spat out from the Argin's fenoraga, she haphazardly careened across the arena's floor like a swatted insect.

A puddle of her blood had formed beneath the alkaguíria's shredded body, and flakes of ash began to rise in the wind like a cherry blossom's petals. Yet, none of her chunks of flesh had been dispersed about; gossamer threads characteristic of her arulal frequency, the ghost outside of the spectrum, was holding her together at the seams. It began assisting her in the process of regenerating herself, but halting the bleeding would take some time.

She did not care about her non-functioning limbs or the copious amount of blood gushing out from all her lacerated bits; she forced herself up with a transparent vynero, her body aloft like that of a specter. "Feno..." The Azenor brought Kárnis to her sides, "sheathing" it in empty air while clasping one of her palms around its shaft. As soon as this was done, she splayed her legs wide and "drew out" her sword with a wide horizontal arc, tearing open the palm that had been holding onto the serrated edge. "RAGAAAAAAA!" The droplets of crimson ambrosia that flew in the wind evaporated instantly thanks to the pressure and heat exerted by the massive twister of pallid árula coalescing in their location. It barreled toward Maxsuz with a howling screech, leaving in its wake a sinuous line of torn and shattered arena plates that were fed into the tornado's body to be added as additional clobbering hazards.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

Nahálcific = 15% - 1 KP - Shield = 30,000 vs 225,000 = 195,000 (Shield Triggers) = 136,500 (68%) damage taken by Erys!

Fenoraga = 110% - 3 KP - Bleed = 220,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

Notes: Erys defends against Maxsuz' Fenoraga with Nahálcific. She uses her last remaining charge of Efficient Adaptation and a MP Cost Reduction Boost to reduce the cost of Fenoraga by 3 KP. She also uses her Dyno Capsule to recharge her Sno Ruby.

Condition: Bleeding (4/4)

UT used: Arulal Frequency: Devouring Void & Kárnis & Vynero

KP: 0/6 (-4) - MP: 0/6 (-6) - HP: 088/310 (+68%)

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [0/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [0/1], Sno Ruby [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [0/1]

WC: 535
TWC: 2977

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 8, 2024 14:59:45 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 8, 2024 14:59:45 GMT -5

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The swordsman watched attentively as his Fenoraga thorn through Battle Island and swallowed Erys whole. Her body was ripped apart and slashed to shreds from all sides, until the dark fyhrai hurricane violently spat her out on the ground. For a moment, Maxsuz thought he had accidentally killed his new sweetheart. Though, he soon noticed the ghastly tendrils keeping her body from falling apart like sliced meat. With some effort, they pulled her various dissected parts together and mostly stitched her up, but the bleeding was still significant.

Using the vynero technique yet again, the alkaguíria stood back up, even while her limbs had not even regenerated properly. The Argin could not help, but feel excited and ecstatic at her display of resilience. Even with his vastly suppressed strength, no many could survive being eaten alive by the Fenoraga and spat out the other side. His smile grew wide, as he awaited her next move.

"Yes, that's it. Use every strength you can muster to get back into the fight. I want to taste your árula ravaging my body again!"

Suddenly, the Azenor mumbled something which made Maxsuz fall silent. In only a few seconds, the former slaved shouted and unleashed the same technique the Argin had just used. A horizontal tornado of pallid árula was fired at the Maestro, who spread his arms wide with a maniacal expression.

"Come on! Let me feel it!"

The swordsman then jumped towards the hurricane, being quickly consumed by it. His body was thrown around the battlefield like a rag doll, from side to side, his limbs were ripped apart and disintegrated. His head was cut in six different angles. Once the whirlpool of árula had finally dissipated, the mangled pieces of the swordsman just fell into the sea, along with Fenrhus.

There were a couple of seconds of silent, yet his árula remained present throughout the arena. Soon, a pillar of water erupted from the sea, and Maxsuz emerged whole once more. Despite the current situation, he just burst out in a frenzied laughter, one of his palms covering his eyes, as eh couldn't contain himself.

Soundtrack

"Excellent, absolutely fabulous. You copied my signature move perfectly upon seeing it one single time!" - he floated back to the ruined battlefield and started walking towards his apprentice. - "You've already shown me everything I needed to see, and yet, I want more of you, more of this!"

Maxsuz' energy skyrocketed in an instant, and he fired a dense sphere of árula into the alkaguíria's chest at ridiculous speeds. Yet, instead of doing any damage to her, it was as if her energy had been fully recovered.

"Because you've made my day so delightful thus far, I will give you a little treat, my sweet Erys. I shall reveal to you what you're meant to become!"

The alkaguírio pierced his heart with Fenrhus and burst into an inferno of dark flames. Once it dissipated into the air, his regular black dragon form remained. He proceeded to speak to the Azenor via telepathy.

"This is the true potential of an alkaguírio: the dákron form. Only those who have found an objective to guide their life by, known as Akha, and have reached a high enough level of arulal control, can achieve this, through the Conetilira ritual. In this form, both the physical and spiritual halves become one... Now, with the power I have given you, I want you to try to fend yourself against the true might of an alkaguírio warrior. If you cannot reach this level, you will never get "our" revenge!"

Post Count	6
Post Word Count	601
Total Word Count	2.659

SPOILER: Click to show

Turn Start

Stats	Traits	Sparkings	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 174%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy ▰	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
250.000 PL	Be Prepared
Hyera Árula Controlled	Tenacious ▰

Battle Phase

Category	Name	Stats	Modifiers	Result
Enemy Attack	Fenoraga	110%/Bleed	200.000UPL	88% (220.000PL) Damage. Inflicts Bleeding status for 2 turns.
Support	Though as Nails			Reduces Fenoraga's damage to 44%
Defense
Attack

Turn End

Stats	Traits	Sparkings	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 134%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy ▰	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
2.107.000 PL	Be Prepared
Dákron Bleeding (0/2)	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 8, 2024 21:20:34 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 8, 2024 17:16:54 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 8, 2024 17:16:54 GMT -5

The prospect of losing her beloved liege was an absolutely heart-wrenching thought worthy of the most enervating of nightmares. Yet, the idea did not even brush Erys' mind once while Maxsuz found himself subjugated to the merciless violence of her feronaga; despite the shattered bones and torn flesh, the Argin's árula remained strong in the air. Even when submerged, his energy was such that it thrummed around the alkaguíria, gripping her heart with a sentiment of ecstasy.

"He is perfect!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, clapping at the spectacle of an aqueous explosion that came with a large pillar of water from which her liege reemerged like a glorious phoenix of death. His mad mirth was shared by the apprentice who bowed respectfully, almost as if she was an actor saluting a crowd after a performance well-done. "As your pupil, I take after the best, after all~" It did not matter if Kárnis was the one who originally implanted images of Fenoraga in her mind; observing Maxsuz performed it allowed the Azenor to perfect her understanding of the voracious twister down to a t. She more than felt it when she executed it mere seconds ago. Yes, somehow, it felt so seamless... less exhausting than before.

Her truest fear was to have to bring their spar to a premature end after the death alkaguírio told her that he showed him everything he needed to and then some to attest to her worthiness. Oh, the way her face contorted into a sadistic, bubbly thing cackling with madness when he said that he wanted more of their lethal choreography. Erys would gladly indulge.

Before she had the time to manifest her next attack, she was struck by something extraordinarly fast that she couldn't dodge. Instead of feeling a rush of pain, the Azenor found her body emboldened with the árula of death that mixed with her own ghost signature into a beautiful tricolored shroud of onyx, crimson, and ghastly flames that erupted around her dainty figure.

The power she experimented drove her mad with lust and a desire for violence, but it really paled in comparison to what came next. "SHOW IT TO ME! THE NEXT STEP IN MY EVOLUTION, BELOVED MAXSUZ!!!" With a gesture of unity with Fenrhus where he allowed his white edge to pierce his heart, Maxsuz erupted into a torrent of ebon flames, casting away his current coil by fusing both dichotomic halves of his being into a draconic, gestalt whole.

It was breathtaking. The Akha, the goal of her life? This was already decided: To serve him, to be used by him, and drive all his opponents and hers into the deepest pits of Hell. All she needed to commit to memory was to ensure a greater mastery of her arulal control to participate in the Conetilira ritual.

Now it was up to her again, to show him that she could survive the assault of this mouthwatering dákron form. With a blood-curdling shriek disregarding her gushing wounds, Erys leapt in the air with a vynero thrust and kept Kárnis held up above her head with a two-handed grip. The alkaguíria wanted to drive it through his chest and use it as an anchor point from where she could plummet downwards with vynero, essentially gutting the creature in the process.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

Alkálipe Flourish = 20% - 1 KP - N/A = 40,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

Notes: Erys' resources are regenerated via OOC consent!

Condition: Bleeding (3/4) (-1)

UT used: Árula Sense & Arulal Frequency: Devouring Void & Kárnis & Vynero

KP: 5/6 (+6, -1) - MP: 6/6 (+6) - HP: 103/310 (+15%)

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [0/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [0/1], Sno Ruby [1/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [0/1]

WC: 561
TWC: 3538

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP

Maxsuz Argin
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 168,000
XP: 45
Hyera (x4)
Dákron (x14)
Elemental Dákron (x19)

Tag: @maxsuz
Posts: 626 Male

Item Malus: 12,000

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 8, 2024 21:18:04 GMT -5

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Post by Maxsuz Argin on Sept 8, 2024 21:18:04 GMT -5

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Keeping to her fanatical tone, Erys screamed from the top of her lungs for her "beloved Maxsuz" to reveal the next step in himônus evolution. So he did, transforming into his great dákron form, his shadow by its own eclipsing the Azenor's petite body by its own. Disregarding the massive difference in power between the two now, the alkaguíria followed her master's command without hesitation, and attacked once more.

Even as her body continued to gush out blood from various open wounds, she thrusted herself up with vynero and aimed Kárnis at the colossus chest. Maxsuz' perception far surpassed any feats of speed the young woman could accomplish. To him, her every movement, even the blinking of her seductive milky eyes, moved as if they were part of a slowed down video recording.

With little to no effort, the dákron would raise his paw and try to slap Erys' entire body with the back of it. The force behind that casual strike threatened to be enough to shatter every bone in the former slave's frail body. Fearing he could kill her on impact, he held back ever so slightly by cushioning the blow with a layer of his own árula.

"I hope that wasn't too much for you, my sweet Erys. I would hate to overexert myself on our first time." - even telepathically, the innuendo was evident on his tone.

Post Count	7
Post Word Count	235
Total Word Count	2.894

SPOILER: Click to show

Turn Start

Stats	Traits	Sparkings	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 134%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy ▰	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
2.107.000 PL	Be Prepared
Dákron Bleeding (0/2)	Tenacious ▰

Battle Phase

Category	Name	Stats	Modifiers	Result
Enemy Attack	Alkálipe Flourish	20%/1KP	200.000UPL	2% (40.000PL) Damage.
Support
Defense
Attack	Alkálipe Flourish	20%/1KP	2.107.000	190% (381.400PL - Critical) Damage

Turn End

Stats	Traits	Sparkings	Items
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 119%	Extraterrestrial ▰▰	Frenzy ▰	Armor Lining ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP	Tough as Nails ▰	Fenoraga ▰
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP	Out of This World
2.107.000 PL	Be Prepared
Dákron Bleeding (1/2)	Tenacious ▰

Last Edit: Sept 8, 2024 21:21:59 GMT -5 by Maxsuz Argin

Maxsuz Argin's Personal Notes

Erys "Monica" Azenor
The Orchestra

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 70,000
XP: 9,153
Árula Unleashed (x4)

Tag: @erys
Posts: 155

Item Malus: 9,500

To Hone His Tool [Maxsuz] Sept 9, 2024 15:04:12 GMT -5

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Post by Erys "Monica" Azenor on Sept 9, 2024 15:04:12 GMT -5

No matter the amount of árula Maxsuz applied to "cushion" Erys against the impact, facts of the matter were that the strike coming from a dákron was one worthy of shattering worlds. Sensing an imminent threat to her survival, the alkaguíria shifted her sword around, improvising a defensive posture with the very tip of Kárnis aligned with the incoming draconic hand.

"Balbatûhr!!!!!" She channeled an enormous amount of ghostly árula to the apex of her blade, using its serrated length as a catalyst that began to glow with an opalescent shimmer. A vortex coalesced into existence, broadening from the tip of her alkálipe like a cone, or perhaps even a mini, static fenoraga purposed for defense.

For a fraction of second, it almost seemed as if the entirety of Maxsuz's impetus was halted. Then, he felt the power of his blow drained, a transfer of energy represented by the black and crimson ropes inherent to his own energy signature being pumped to Erys via Kárnis. This was so much energy. Too much energy, in fact; her stomach became a bloated thing before rupturing at the seams with an explosion that sent her flying backward with a thunderous POW.

The Argin's paw was now coated with her viscera.

The Azenor skipped across the water like an expertly-tossed stone, bouncing at least a good thirty times before her ragdolled form began slowing down.

The pain wracking her body, their mixed árula signatures, and her determination to show him her true worth when faced with the unstoppable; it all coalesced into a moment of sublimity where the likes of hesitation and inhibition were instantly snuffed out to be replaced by unfiltered bravado. In the distance, Maxsuz assuredly saw an explosion in the water, a thin and high geyser announcing that the alkaguíria had yet to be slain.

Her nether was simply no more; guts and blood were leaking from her bisected midsection that barreled forward thanks to vynero. Flakes of dust trailed behind her like a banner and the water caved inward in her wake thanks to the sheer speed with which she charged the beloved dákron. Kárnis was wreathed with swirls of three different colors —two of which belonged to Maxsuz's arulal frequency while the third was that transparent one inherent to her own gifts- and she reeled it back high above her head as she flung herself back into the arena with a telekinetic thrust.

"FENORAGAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" Was the battle cry that she unleashed prior to swinging her sword with great difficulty. This challenge was not due to her lack of energy or diminishing vitality, but rather because of the sheer POWER behind this last-ditch attack. It was ejected from her sword with a shockwave that forcefully spiked her toward the arena's ground where she agonized in a crater with the lower half of her body still missing. Her magnum opus' shape was one of roaring, tumultuous chaos where a triumvirate of energies met into an absolute meat grinder of árula sent soaring toward the dákron's face as a last middle finger punctuating the end of their match.

She was spent, exhausted, but still alive — albeit barely with how rarely the alkaguíria's chest moved.

Erys had lost. Somehow, though, she felt extremely satisfied with the outcome. "T'was a worthy COUGH COUGH-" A waterfall of blood was barfed, staining her chin and neck before splitting open to drip across her shoulders. "... match..." By this point, keeping her eyes open was an olympian task.

PL: 50,000 -> 200,000 (Erys is in her Árula Unleashed form.)

Balbatûhr = 100% - 4 KP - 5 MP - Shield, Lightspeed = 200,000 vs 381,400 = 181,400 (Shield Triggers) - 30% = 126,980 (63%) damage taken by Erys!

Fenoraga = 140% - 0 KP - Bleed = 280,000 aimed at Maxsuz!

Notes: Erys defends against Maxsuz' Alkálipe Flourish with Balbatûhr. She then uses Self-Sacrifice to fire a free Fenoraga that she boosts with Lightspeed and her Sno Ruby. She is now Incapacitated for the rest of the thread and will be unable to take mechanical action.

Condition: Incapacitated - Bleeding (2/4) (-1)

UT used: Arulal Frequency: Devouring Void & Kárnis & Vynero

KP: 1/6 (-4) - MP: 1/6 (-5) - HP: 181/310 (+63%, +15%)

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Efficient Adaptation [0/2], Forerunners [BLEED|SHIELD|TAUNT], Provocation [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [0/1]
Active Items [2/2]: Elite Arm Blaster [0/1], Sno Ruby [0/1]
Passive Items: Armor Lining [1/1], Dyno Capsule [0/1]

WC: 591
TWC: 4129

Plotter
A Ghoul Approaches
Current Item XP: 38,000 XP
Current Item Malus: 9,500 XP