General Rules:
-No strong cursing. Meaning the S word, F word. The D word is ok but not to much.
-Post limit is three per day. Some times depending on the situation i'll increase it for that day or two. The post limit is unlimited on weekends like my cell phone.
-Don't god mode or try to control another players character. You can't dodge everything. If you break this rule three times then your gone. The first is a warning and the second is your character losing an arm or something.
-You have stamina. Your can't fire energy blast after energy blast without some reaction.
-All discussions, and disagreements are to be held in the OCC thread. Don;t do it here.
- Have fun. That is an order. You break it you buy it.
You can start off in the current universe as me or do your own thing. If you want to start a fight with someone do it. Have fun. plus remember you starting Legend/ See below.
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Let's get it on!!!
Sense the time of the ancients a tournament has been held bringing in hundreds upon thousands of fighters, all seeking to be crowned Kysica, or Champion of the Multiverse. Each winner of the Tournament faces off with the previous Champion, and if they find themselves able to defeat him then they gain the ultimate prize. However, this tournament has claimed its fill of lives and crushed many universes hopes for salvation, peace, honor, and dominance.
For the last fifteen years there has been no Tournament. This has caused mass war to spread across many universes. All ready have whole cultures been reduced to nothing. Women, children, and the lives of whole civilizations no more. Many blamed a single universe. This universe only seeks peace, yet without their knowing dark, and dangerous deeds were being preformed. Some how a evil came forth from this Universe, and spread it's evil throughout all universes. Playing on the anger, fear, and sadness in the hearts of all those suffering, and used it as fuel for his own will being. This man came to defeat all those in his path, and rose to the honor of Kysica. With the title, and the power this man single-handedly reformed the tournament itself. Three years ago the battles continued. Many warriors flocked to gain glory. The battles spread from universe to universe. Whole planets being destroyed in it's wake. Till finally one fighter came to challenge the darkness of the Champion, whom became known as the Sotaicho, or Master of All. Their battle resulted in the destruction of one of the Great Universes of the Multiverse. It's people lost, or those that survived scattered across the Multiverse. The the warrior dead, and the Sotaicho weakened, yet victorious. Yet something changed in him. he now seeks to rule all the Universes, and began a war. Stating that whomever's Universe could defeat him would rule all others universe, and take the Title Sotaicho.
Now with more universes at the ready and many new warriors the tournament to save the multiverse is about to begin, but unknown to the contestants, if all the fighters from your universe are defeat your universe will be destroyed. The fight for the Mulitverse has begun, only the fighters with the passion and the courage to take on a being of unimaginable strength will survive.
This is:
THE CLASH OF THE MULTIVERSE
Location: Yashamura Captial of the Feudal Universe
Status: Walking, no injuries
Credits: 100
Items: None
Back in school teachers always told the students to follow what their hearts command them. To always believe in your own inner strength and drive to succeed. This made the children believe in themselves and in turned made them powerful warriors. Back then things were simple. Training everyday to master your powers so they would lead you to greatness. Fighting, and defeating even your friends to grow more powerful. The peaceful fighting's on Enya, the Capital of the Mystic universe, where just cover ups for a darker realization. Behind the scenes you were scouted, and your power guided so they knew who was useful, and who was not. If you were you found yourself accepted into the best of schools, and taught by many. If not you were cast aside, and forced to become yet another worker who furiously listened to the king. it was so this scheme that a boy's life changed. he wasn't like the rest. he was strong, and faster then them all. he learned at an amazing rate, and would adapt almost anything to his advantage. Many called him a genius. While others feared his growing power would kill them all. Fear grew with each day as the boy grew stronger, and stronger upon taking on a Master the boy's skills doubled, and he became the King weapon of the future. yet not all thing stay as they may.
"You just don't understand do ya kid. I said out of my WAY!!!!"
Standing inside of a small bar a very large man, easily 345 pounds, and standing over 7 feet the massive Yashamarin warrior pulled his fist back, and launched it forward in a destructive punch. The resulting explosion of wood, and dust sending several people flying from inside while also bringing the bar down to the ground. Smiling at the use of his own strength the man pulled his fist back, and laughed loudly at his victory the overly blunt man turned his back,and began walking down the market with his band of thugs.
"Little punk. They think their so strong thinking he could talk to me like I'm some rookie. Well he got what he deserved."
In Yashamura things were not so easy. Unless you were strong you didn't survive. You became the prey to the strong, and the weak were none the less your enemies. Watching your own back was key to survival on this world. With the tournament three days away fighting from all over were making their moves. Not knowing how or when it would start this period of time was hard for all fighters. Random attacks to lower the numbers before the start of the tournament was the strategy for many of the warriors. Personal safety was true something you couldn't put aside
Currently in this small village no more then a days walk to the Yashamarin Capital City random bandits were raiding villages for supplies. Today however in a small bar one of those bandits, named Kenshiro found himself denied by only a boy. No older then 20 the man simply gave him a no when he requested he give up his meal. The result was the current destruction of that bar, and the man with it. Or that's what Kenshiro, and his men thought.
"S-S-SIR!!! LOOK!"
Turning around Kenshiro's eyes would widen in shook as from the ruble of the bar that very same young man would rise letting the broken wood, and dust settle around him before looking back at the group of thugs. His crimson eyes, and crimson hair blazing as he simply gave them a smirk.
"Kill him now! Teach him not to mess with the next Kysica!!"
Surrounding him both on the ground, and on the surrounding rooftops of the feudal style village houses, and stores over 30 or so men also slowly closed in on this one lonely wanderer. They each had a victorious smile on their faces, confident in their numbers. Rushing from the seen the remaining villagers panic, and quickly left the area, The loud screams, and yell being heard far, and cleanly out of the city. tho the focus was on the young boy who seemed to be at he end of his road. So many numbers. How could anyone win?
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