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    1. Xavier Bloodbayne 10 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Watch this if you want a laugh 😂 ifunny.co/fun/rcw4H4gH4
7 yrs ago
Well where was the humor then??
7 yrs ago
That's probably your giant asshole talking.
7 yrs ago
I would expect dark and DIRTY from giant assholes actually.
7 yrs ago
Nobody gives a hoot!! Lol

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As Rivet launched his combination blade into the fog, Xavier was able to feel each razor sharp edge as though it had caressed his skin every so lightly. He could feel the energy that was building within it, before it was suddenly released and the details of the blade would fade away; leaving an unshrinking and mobile gap in the mental image that was being created within his mind that had a 10 ft circumference. No doubt his opponent had managed to hide himself within the strange disturbance that held his energy back; but he did not remove himself from harm entirely. Infact, the entirety of his next and would actually bring him closer to death then if he had continued to flee along the stone wall.

As Xavier stood within his crater, an exact location still being withheld from Lord Rivets eyes, he contemplated what of the possible choices before him he would settle on for his next attack. That's when the bigger picture started coming together with every step Rivet took; as his energy remapped the empty spaces through which he traveled, Xavier became aware that several chunks of stone had been removed from the ground and left small to large indentations in the dirt. Then, as the winds picked up in intensity and began to shift to a twister, Xavier could feel apart of him spinning as bits and pieces of the interior of the gap in his fog; with the nature of a twister, it would be neigh but impossible for it to avoid sucking in any excess particles of the fog. In just a Few seconds after the wind had gained power, Xavier was able to see and feel the debris inside the twister as his particles were slammed against them. One by one, the particles would settle into the stone and dust against which they smacked; shifting each and every piece to a dull red color tone. It would be an unfelt and possibly unseen change; one which Xavier would wait to capitalize on until the perfect moment presented itself.

That's not to say that he was done; what had been done already took but a mere thought to engage and left much more time for Xavier to act. With his mind tracking Rivets location, the first solid movement came from Xaviers body as his right hand tightened into a fist; hundreds of thousands of his particles surrounding the wind gap adding physical density to their form by joining particles before these larger pieces would pile atop one another so as to create what would look like a large fist looming in the air. Unless Rivet possessed some sort of sixth sense that would allow him to detect this coagulation of energy, he would be left with little warning before this massive fist was brought down upon him; a striking surface of 5 foot long and 4 foot wide aiming directly for the top of his skull. The winds would do practically nothing to slow or divert this fist; with each particle shoving against those ahead of it, there was an incredible amount of force pushing it down.
The blades slammed home against the ground with dull thuds; the Earth around them fracturing as they came to a momentary standstill before melting into the Earth. Fast as he was, Rivet was unable to put enough distance between himself and the fog so as to render its senses useless; when only working to fill a vague area the particles had been moving around 20ft/s. Now though, that Xavier knew his prey was fleeing the fog, he was forcing it to chase Rivet down at just over twice its original speed at 41 Ft/s; roughly 28 mph. With every move that he made the fog responded in kind, almost mirroring every action he made so as to stay right on top of him.

Xaviers body still hadn’t budged an inch as he stood at attention within the crater; analyzing the constant stream of information that the cloud of energy particles relayed back to him. By the time he was able to formulate a plan, Rivet had only been running for a few seconds.

While he could not tell exactly where his opponent would go, he could see a general path along which he would travel so as to better avoid the cloud of energy; the cloud was after all spreading in all directions to encompass a large area so the best idea would be to run away from it. A single quiver of movement came from Xaviers face as his eyes darted to his left and fell upon the dirt. In an instant, the glass of the crater was shattered as a plume of red dust billowed around Xavier; the earth off to his left undergoing a strange change of color that resembled a thick red line being drawn in the dirt. As this line was drawn through it left a horrible, seemingly unending, gouge in the crust as it took with it as much of the Earth and energy around it as it could.

With the information of Rivets location being constantly streamed to him, Xavier was able to constantly correct and guide this strange line into the front of Rivets path as it tore through the space occupied by his fog in a single second. Just an instant before it left the confines of the fog, the particles nearest the border suddenly relayed a vibration in the air as some sort of mechanism is released somewhere in the field. Then, as it breached the barrier of the fog, just 3 seconds after being created, there was a sudden quake in the earth as a massive, 10 ft tall 2 ft thick wall of red stone pulverized its way through the surface. This looked like, and moved as fast as, a stone freight train; breaking through the surface of the planet and gouging its way along the surface so as to create a 10 ft tall barrier in front of Rivet that may force him to change his direction. Even a momentary hesitation would allow his fog to gain those final crucial feet it needed to embrace him.
By the time Rivet appeared on the battlefield, the fog would have already stretched to 40 ft from Xavier in any given direction; with little to no signs of stopping or thinning. As Rivet stood there, futilely awaiting a dispersion that would never come, and eyed the weapon near him the fog would have gained yet another 40 ft and was damn near to embracing the opponent.

Before they would reach him, there was an unseen problem he would have to face. The would-be fog that was presented before him was in fact a large mass of energy particles well over 1 million in number and these particles were transmitting key data about the surrounding area to their Master at the center; such as, but not limited to, minute changes in energy levels of the surrounding area and a mental image of the battlefield in his mind. So as they approached Rivet, they had a rough idea of his general location; more than enough to get the party started.

Without even the quiver of muscle Xavier withdrew 6 small droplets of liquid metal from within his body; they sat upon his right pectoral in two horizontal rows for but an instant before they were sent flying. As they tore through the fog, their forms were thinned to the width of a hair, squished into 2 inch circles and given a razor sharp edge. An unnatural acceleration would force them to bullet speed in just under a second. Leaving Rivet to deal with the impact of the blades just a second after the cloud would fill the area in which he may or may not still be standing in.
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@Tristwich - Entrances are the hardest part for me. The rest of the posts should be better than this one.

For but a moment, the red sky of the Warrior God’s playground was filled with a bright crimson flash; leaving a pitch black cloud now occupying the once empty air. For anyone in the immediate area there would be a palpable energy surge as an untold amount of red electrical arks fired off along it’s surface before a massive bolt of red lightning fired through the air and slammed into the crust of the planet. For a solid 3 seconds this bolt of lightning would twitch and jerk as an incredible amount of energy was transferred from the cloud unto the ground; several excess electrical arks slamming at random at the ground around, littering it with several glass streaks.

In the blink of an eye the lightning bolt and the black cloud would have vanished. Leaving a 2 inch deep, 3 feet across glass crater and only the faintest of electrical arks that danced along the jagged edges of the crater and the cracks in ground; all of them jumping and jolting towards a massive male figure that stood in the center. This man was Xavier Bloodbayne, with shoulder length Onyx black hair, he stood at an impressive 6 ft3 and had the body of an Olympic god; though it was a sickly grey color and covered in an innumerable amount of scars. What would appear to be an incredibly thick, dark crimson, dog would be pouring from every pore on Xavier’s body and falling to the floor in tufts. In only seconds, Xavier would have been lost within the confines of the fog and the ability to see him within it would have been reduced drastically; visibility taking large losses as more time went on and the fog began billowing throughout the surrounding area.

There had been the promise of a battle, and he was ready to answer it. With blood red eyes endlessly scanning the environment, he would await the arrival of his opponent.

Xavier came with no armor or clothing on his body at all; exposing an incredibly round, smooth and phallus free pubic area as well an incredibly thin, almost non-existent, posterior. As great a sign he could think of to show that he feared no being he may be matched with; entering a match entirely naked.

Also, with any luck, I should have your post ready in about 4 or 5 hours.
@Tristwich
No, it would not. Xavier is also not worried about the possibility of "Bleeding Out". The preferred outcome is actually for him to be wounded several times and bleeding profusely so that his blood can come out and be transformed into dread metal. The only stipulation that the rule states is that wounds would bleed freely. So ultimately this has no effect on Xavier other than insuring a weapon Supply

Also does your character only lack the organs listed in his sheet or is he entirely just skin and this liquid metal?


I saw that you had the majority of this question answered in the Discord chat, but I will add a few details.

Xavier does still have muscles, but they are fashioned entirely out of Dread Metal.

The strength of the Metal is defined in my sheet as "being twice as strong as steel with only half the necessary materials". Meaning that a single inch of Dread Metal would be as strong as 4 inches of steel. 1 inch of Dread Metal is as dense as 2 inches of Steel and it's structural integrity is twice that of steel.

The one organ I left in Xavier is the brain; allowing for enhanced movement in an instant.

I will get the post done as soon as I can. I had some typed up and then I realized I was supposed to be using Xavier.
@Tristwich
Correctomundo. It is also worth mentioning that every piece of Xavier is impossible for others to directly control; you could however, in theory, erect a wall of some sort and indirectly redirect and/or block Dread Anything. But, when someone attempts to take control of anything Xavier uses or creates, the Dread Energy bridges whatever connection you are trying to make with it and lashes out violently against the opponent.
@Tristwich
Glad to hear it. I believe Dynamo would prefer to start it up, seeing as it his tournament and all.
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