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1 yr ago
Current I still like to come by and leave a flower here sometimes.
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3 yrs ago
Hey remember when this site didn't have 3 tabs in the IC threads? Crazy.
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5 yrs ago
I feel like Myriad Reality is somehow the secret glue holding this entire site together
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6 yrs ago
People like to nudge aside the fact that there's a level of commitment to hosting, and joining an RP. The majority of players don't have it in either case, regardless of how interesting an idea is.
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6 yrs ago
I've been gone so long that I forgot what the status bar was like. It's like coming back to an old apartment, except it's not an apartment anymore, it's just two walls and a lot of heroine addicts.
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?

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Prisma looked up at Jenso as the flames engulfed his being. Once they were expended, a small gap was left where he once stood. He rose again, behind Bruce, and threw two orbs of Arcane energy at him from behind, one after the other, in a spinning motion, whilst charging behind them with both his hands morphed into blades in an instant.

Below Jenso, a larger version of Prisma, perhaps 3 times larger, rose from the metal surface, and swiped at him in midair with diamond-tipped claws.
Jenso's smoke attack did nothing to affect Prisma's concentration, only affecting his vision. He didn't care in the least though. Prisma's left hand morphed back to normal and began to swat the smoke away. That's when he felt it, Bruce's touch. His core flashed through Bruce's mind for a split second, hovering just above his stomach region, before darting upwards in a random direction. Prisma clenched his teeth and flooded the ground with his immeasurable arcane energy, forcing Bruce out of the area around him for several hundred feet, and changing the entirety of the ground into a metallic substance.

"Metalix Resonance"


Suddenly, Prisma's body began to shrink, despite the magma-rocks tearing through his neck, down to about half its earlier size. The trees around him sunk into the earth, and the battlefield, after filling all craters and mishaps around Prisma, flattened itself out into a giant metal sheen. Prisma continued to shrink, tearing his hand out of the ground, and fusing his feet with it. He was now back to his original size, skating along the surface of the giant metal block that now dominated the battlefield. With Bruce's earth manipulation now crippled at close range, he was focused on taking Jenso out, directly. Prisma spun around, he feet moving with perfectly fluidity as if he were gliding on water. His core was now visible through his chest, through the silver that composed his body, glowing with a darkness that seemed to devour all light. Prisma looked down and clenched his teeth. Had he expended too much energy in such a short period of time? His magical power seemed infinite, but perhaps it acted similarly to ki, like a muscle, that if strained for too long, became unstable.

Prisma let his core fall into the metal below him, skirting along the surface, glowing without delay. All these games have revealed his weak point, at long last. It was time to end this.
Prisma's giant feet crashed and slid across the sandy terrain, but that merely served to slow him in his retreat. Suddenly, his balance was impeccable. Rocks were smashed like paper, and the sand was kicked up in clouds of hazardous dust. Prisma aimed in Bruce's general direction, assured that he would score a direct hit with ease. The metalix's advanced targeting calculated for every fault, now that his concentration was far from playful. A light flashed, but moments before Arcano Ultima was fired, Jenso took hold of one of Prisma's hands. He ignored the whip, and fired anyways, albeit at a slight deviation, giving Bruce a small window of opportunity to avoid the massive-scaled attack. A few of Prisma's fingers went dark and fell off as Jenso's super-heated whip burned through them, and he stopped in the middle of the sandy terrain created by Bruce. His hand morphed forwards, into an array of silver tendrils, wrapping around Jenso's whip whilst turning into a diamond-like material, and pulling on the whip with a massive yank. Prisma's other hand extended like a snake, into the ground below him, and began to resonate with the earth itself, combating Bruce's control over the element.

"I've had just about enough of you!"
Pij was far too small to be anything more than obnoxious. Prisma immediately rose a hand and swatter the phoenix away in an instant, before she could be even remotely helpful, and continued forward in his sprint. Prisma was also paying minimal attention to Jenso, making his feign worthless, and something that merely delayed his attack, causing his second attack to outright miss as the giant continued running forwards. A similar exchanged occured between Prisma and Bruce, but Prisma noted the swordsman immediately, and lowered his body, sliding under his sword swing, before spinning around 180 degrees on the forest floor, crashing trees to the ground, and standing up, starting into a backwards jog. He aimed both his hands at Bruce and Jenso, making as much distance between himself and the two heroes as he could, whilst charging a single round of Arcano Ultima with both of his hands.
Prisma's neck was severed in an instant as the giant beast head clamped down. His entire body went dark, but his arms immediately aimed upwards, towards his own face. In that moment, Jenso's Yo-Yo cut through his right arm, causing it to tip to the right, and fire a round of Arcano Ultima into the Sky, parting the very clouds as the energy zoomed into space. His other hand fired immediately, blasting his own head, and the earth around it, to oblivion. As the energy cleared, there was a clear view of Prisma's core falling down from the resulting attack, and landing onto the flat area where his neck had been severed, lighting his body up again in an instant. Prisma's form began to shrink down quick, to about 1/4th its original titanic mass, about the same size as the temple had been, if not a little smaller. It took seconds for the giant blob of metal to reform back into a tangible body, which darted across the rocky battlefield, scanning the skies with a slowly-forming face.

"D-D-D%$@!%AMN FOOLS!!#@!" He garbled loudly, "F!#@#NE! NO MO0#!4RE G$$^FNMES!" His body's energy began to spike, rising tremendously. It wasn't focused anywhere in particular, but his silvery skin began to glow. If they didn't find the core soon, Prisma was prepared to unleash his true power, without a shred of jovial play. It was the final countdown against the metal giant.
Prisma's smiled widened as he followed Jenso with his eyes, but in a few moments, it became impossible to keep up with him. Prisma ceased his efforts and began to rub the dried rocks off of his titanic shoulders, sending shards of dried magma to the ground, and reshaping his collar once more. His foot then slid across, the ground. He pulled it up immediately, noticing that his foot was completely gone, melted away, leaving a super-heated stump in its place. He slammed it back into the ground, allowing his leg to sink slowly, rather than falling over, and shifted his other foot forwards, out of the danger zone. Both of his legs were now embedded into the ground, one melting further down with each passing second.

With a quick twist of his waist, Prisma retained his balance and pointed his fingers above him. But before he could do anything, his body buckled forward as Jenso struck his back, forcing him to stop his fall with one arm, pressing it against the remains of the temple, and keeping himself from falling into the super-massive pit he'd created earlier. His body loomed over the darkness, bent forwards. Jenso's rocks flew overhead, hitting nothing, but Prisma's knees fell forwards, out of the magma below him, leaving the bottom halves of his legs to melt away. His constantly shifting body upset Bruce's attempt to slice immensely, but he ha no windows to counter attack, instead using both of his hands to cling to the opposite side of the massive pit, pushing himself back upright, and consciously allowing his body to melt into the earth, down to his waist. He was now a giant bust, with a full range of motion, waiting for the moment when he could regrow his legs. Bruce and Jenso was behind him as he re-oriented himself, charging energy in both of his hands again. This time he did not announced any kind of attack, but the massive surge of arcane energy made it quite obvious what he was planning.

Another round of Arcano Ultima.
Gonna have to bail. Have other RPs on my plate, and the pace this is moving at is 400% not to my liking. Good luck guys.
Several of the small orbs, quit a few actually, struck Jenso, smashing him further into the sky on impact. Prisma's Arcane abilities continued to prove completely superior to Jenso`s exterior Ki control, especially weaker techniques like his shock wave. Due to the slight hiccup, when launching the magma rock, it missed Prisma's leg entirely, and struck the cement around his feet, freeing one of his legs, which he promptly rose up and slammed against the rest of the concrete, freeing the other. In the following moments, Prisma didn't take notice of Bruce, instead focusing on Jenso. He spun around, aimed one of his hands up at the magma rock above him, and created a shockwave of Ki that dispersed, and scattered the magma across the battlefield in a rain of meteors. The magma dripping down his shoulders quickly dried up, leaving two indents on either side of his neck that didn't recover immediately.

With the magma rock taken care of, Prisma's left hand aimed at Jenso, making a finger gun motion in his direction. Prisma closed one of his eyes as he turned around 90 degrees for a better vantage, and aimed carefully. Energy gathered around the tips of his fingers, and he smiled.

"Bang!"
He cried out, launching an electrical sphere of energy towards Jenso that lashed out in all directions as it sped through the air.
Prisma caught sight of Jenso, and looked momentarily surprised as his smile vanished. It returned a moment later, and his eyes narrowed. He tried to clench his right hand shut, but Jenso's whip wouldn't let it slam closed. His arm buckled slightly, and moved over his left shoulder. As the Arcano Ultima was about to launch though, there was a sudden pulse of magic that went from his right hand to his left hand. Then, as it had before, his left hand flashed, and a brilliant, blinding beam of energy fired into the earth, spreading wide, and exterminating a gigantic portion of the ground. The beam channelled itself, aimed to destroy anything in front of Prisma at his feet. He smiled and looked back towards Jenso. Prisma's fingers melted through his flame whip, went dark for a moment, and then reformed into a perfectly undamaged hand, which he turned towards Jenso. From his palm, thousands of tiny arcane orbs were launched in his direction, covering a large expanse of air. More magma began to fall from above, covering Prisma's shoulders and melting into his skull. He looked up, and jerked his body aside, cracking the cement at his feet even further. A moment of panic crossed his mind as he looked down, and then back up at the melting rocks. More and more magma was falling. Where it struck, Prisma could not reform, as the rock clogged his injuries.
The rock above Prisma began to super head, bubbling from the top down. Drips of magma began to fall towards Prisma's head, but he wasn't completely unaware. He looked up and rose his right hand towards the giant patch of earth, gathering energy once again. At the same time, his left hand's lasers continued to follow after Bruce, until his hand was briefly held in place by the oncoming earth that Bruce summoned. He ceased the lasers for a moment, and clenched his fist, creating a shock wave that blasted the earth off of it, before opening his palm again, and aiming towards Bruce. Prisma turned his titanic body slightly, cracking the cement around his feet to the point of breaking, but not quite moving yet. He jerked in place, with both of his hands charging, and narrowed his eyes.

"Arcano Ultima... Duo"
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