My Shorts

RP Fight

This is an RP fight from an RP I took part of in high school.

I know there are many mistakes but hey I was in high school... it would of been easyer to rewrite it XD.

Also just relized my friends obsesion with saying Aster would... why is he using would there XD.

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      I stood in a balanced stance with my eyes closed, waiting for my opponent's first move.

      Ashter stood there, mask off as he looks at his opponent. Wondering what was going to happen. “Seems to me we got an ordeal on our hands.”

     I stayed silent as I took a slow strafing step to the right.

     His eyes would follow, body turning slightly to match the strafe. “Silent type eh…?”

     I formed a spike out of his shadow fling it up at his head.

     Ashter would leap back, one palm on the ground as he looked up at the spike. “Jeeze. Not too cozy? Don’t even wanna cuddle?”

     I formed multiple more spikes enclosing him in a ring of spikes before closing off the top.

     Ashter would sigh. “Cute.” He would throw his mask on, his image fading as his ring glows. Symbols of time forming in the air as he steps out of the shadow box. “Welcome to the black parade eh?”

     I allowed the shadows to melt back to the ground. I then extended my shadow outward in a circle taking on a defensive stance.

     Ashter would look at the enemy. Studying. “Something wrong…? Never seen someone like me before? Don’t worry. I’m a lover. Not a fighter. A very gentle man.”

     I then dissipated into the circle of shadow below me, before the shadow engulfed the entire floor of the arena.

     Ashter’s body begins to shift, the image of him fading in and out as he begins to do a time step. His body now fifteen seconds ahead in time. He would prepare himself for combat. Drawing his guns. “Don’t hold me back now, space cowboy…”

     A spike then raised from the ground inches in front of Ashter "do you really think I would fall for a trick like that."

     He would step back, his image following his location. “Yes. Yes I did. Who said it was a trick?” He would begin to spin the white gun, muttering in ancient tongue.

     Ashter aimed the gun up at the sky. “Let there be light in this shadowy hell!” Firing a bullet into the air as a luminous light shined upon the land. His body entering thirty seconds.

     The shadow then comes to life as many lotus flowers form from the shadow filling the arena.

     Spinning the black gun now, muttering once more. A symbol of darkness from his world would form. Readying the next attack.

     The flowers around him then change for thorns engulfing him in loose thorny vines.

     He would fire into the white light. The black and white balls of light shifting throughout each other. Creating multiple arrows within the sky, lines forming between each arrow. “Now where are you my sweet prince…”

      All of the shadows in the arena disappear in an instant.

      Ashter would look around, his mask scanning for any sign of magic. The arrows glowing in sync with the tip of his pistols. “Might have to use the bots…”

      Ashter would lower his back, letting the coffin sit. The coffin bursts open with bots that hold wires towards Asther. keeping a mana connection towards him. They would begin to swarm the arena to find Anaku.

      Anaku, sensing the shadows of the many small things, I did not want to risk them actually finding me. As they begin to spread out I used each individual shadow of the little things to destroy every one of them with a well aimed beam.

       Ashter would pull his guns down, the mana wires flying everywhere in a whirl of a mana storm. Wrapping around anything they touch within the radius they left.

       The lines now emit a huge amount of mists, obviously mana out to solidify anything out of the center of the arena.

       Ashter would grin a bit. “This one used shadows…. So lets see….” He would point his gun down at his own shadow. The dark magic forming in front of his gun as each arrow of sealing would fly into Ashter’s shadow, The weave spreading out near him.

       Ashter bites his lip, “Well then… Now I have to think about this…” He would increase his mask’s goggles to see any form of mana within the arena. His body entering minutes ahead.

        I instantly rematerialize behind him cutting the strands holding his mask on.

        As Ashter’s mask fell, he would spin around to fire his white gun into Anaku. Surprise in his eyes as his body returns to the present. The mist around the arena beginning to enter his body. His body slowly giving off a glow that would seem as if a god has touched him.

         The arena went completely black any light disappeared as the darkness touched it. Ashter was then hit from all sides by Anaku's swords in very fast repeated action in a different spot each time.

         The nanobots hidden within Ashter’s clothing spike out, all of the spikes ready to impale or break any weapon near him. His body shifts into a pure form of mana as the last of the mist came in. Ashter achieving his true raw magical form. “It’s time to end this young one…”

         His guns turning into blades of Corruption and Order, he would hold them both down. “Niflheim… Strike….” A blast of both magics together wave off of Ashter, looking for Anaku. Spreading over the entire Arena in a bubble.

          I reverted into my human form once I realised it was draining my mana.

          A small bubble forms in front of Anaku. Creating a tiny explosion of pure mana.

          I raise my hand. "I surrender, if I go any further you will die."

          As the mana bomb fades, Ashter returns to his original form. Falling down unconscious. Covered in multiple cuts, his body burnt from being pure mana.