AOD vs SW

[Sephiroth's Will]

Name: Raymond Zorich ( everyone just calls him Rayzor)

Age: 22

Race: Human

Eyes: A cloudy lifeless grey color

Hair: Medium length spikey black hair with silver highlights

Appearance: Rayzor wears black leather pants and a black tanktop. Over his shirt he has a long black cloak that drags when he walks. On his back his katanas Harmony & Dischord.On his feet metal plated combat boots. Rayzor has no distinguishing marks , scars or tattoos.

Height: 5'8

Weight: 179.5 LBS

Title: Lord Of Blades

Class: Assasin

Occupation: Leader of the A.O.A ( Assasins Of Apocalypse) an underground network of assasins and thieves that live deep in the countryside of japan their exact whereabouts are unknown.

Parents: Mother: Daughter of a peasant farmer. Father: A wandering merchant from Germany.

History: Rayzor being the product of an unwanted pregnancy, was always shunned by his mother and father. To them he served as a constant reminder of how bad life could get when you had little money. By the age of 6 Rayzor could no longer stand the feelings of abandonment he got from his parents. So he decided to run away.

A year or so later, while he was walking through the countryside he was picked up by the A.O.A and taken in as a servant. After about a year or so the assasins could see this boy had great potential. They relieved him of his servant duties and started his assasin training. The boy quickly mastered his stealth training surpassing even his teacher after just a few months. Weapon training however was by far his favorite. He was able to channel all his pent up rage and agression here . It was like he could escape all of his confines and not worry about anything. He felt free. Next came his arcane studies. He was given a list of 1000 different types of arcane magic. He was then told to pick two, as all assasins are required to learn no more than two arcane magics. After carefully balancing the pros and cons of all of the choices he came to his decision. Fire magic and metal manipulation. Over the next ten years of his life he devoted all time he had to his training, and quickly rose through the ranks attaining the title of Grand Assasin by the age of 19.

One day the leader of the A.O.A. called Rayzor to the grand throneroom. Upon entering the throneroom Rayzor was attacked by the leader of the A.O.A. and the only assasin to reach a higher rank than him the shadow assasin Ryuta....after a long drawn out battle Rayzor dispatched of Ryuta, leaving only himself and the leader of the A.O.A.. With the demise of the shadow assasin Ryuta the leader of the A.O.A. knew he had been defeated. He begged for mercy. Rayzor decided to spare him. As Rayzor turned to walk away the leader of the A.O.A. lunged at him. With one swipe of his blade Rayzor beheaded the leader of the A.O.A.. Upon the leaders death Rayzor proclaimed himself new leader of the A.O.A. and bestowed upon himself the title of Lord Of Blades.

Weapons: Harmony & Dischord. Harmony: A katana with an ivory handle with writing etched in silver. Dischord: A katana with an ebony handle with writing etched in blood red.No one knows how they were made or where they came from, but upon the defeat of the original leader of the A.O.A. Rayzor has had them with him. they never leave his side. Both katanas measure 54'' in length

Rage & Hate: Combat boots with metal plates on the toes and on the heel. Can easily crush an opponents ribs with a single blow. Only named Rage and Hate simply beacuse they are only used when Rayzor becomes angered and enraged.

Abilities: Fire magics: The ability to conjure flames from nothing. He can create flame shields or barriers to keep people in or out . Can imbue weapons with flame properties. Can also breathe fire and throw fireballs.Also has the abilty to rain fire from the heavens.

Metal Manipulation: Using any metal that he can get his hands on , Rayzor is able to construct blades or shurikens from it. He can also make physical copies of Harmony & Dischord.

Stealth: Able to move at high speeds without making a sound.

Attitude: Cocky and carefree. Doesnt care if he lives or dies as long as he gets to hurt someone.

Ultimate Attack: Blade Art: Senko-jin..... A flurry of sword slashes so fast they can barely be seen by the naked eye.


you can pick the rules and the place...whenever your ready.

 

[Amizon]

I apologise for my LONG absence. I'm ready to fight! Prepare yourself.

Name: Faith Crest
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Power(s): Telekinesis, telepathy, flight and visions
Personality: Friendly, loving and nice at times.
Weapon: Crimson Fire
Appearance: Link Here
Bio: Faith Crest was born to Vance and Catherine Crest. Vance was a man from another dimension, whilst Catherine was from the long line of ancient psychics of this world. Vance had previously disappeared before she was born and Catherine was killed sometime after Faith was born. This left the rest of her family to look after her. Unlike her brother Lance and her sister Mariah, she was special. She was actually the first psychic for many years in the Crest family.

However, that did not mean her life would be easy. At the age of four, fears for her safety grew. Her family sent her away to a remote centre dedicated to training the best warriors. Faith learnt the assassin ways in three years. After those three years were over, her mentor believed she was ready to defend herself. So she was sent back home. However, that all changed when she was seven years old. She was kidnapped by giant robots that took her to a research centre for those who were not so normal. A man named Nicholas LeBrane researched Faith and the secrets of the psychics. However, Faith was saved and Nicholas escaped, though, living to fight for another day.

Those who saved her were actually from an academy dedicated to teach young people to control their powers and it acted as a haven where they would be protected. Faith had the choice of being in more danger at home by staying there or going to this academy where she would be safe. She chose to go to that academy. And over the course of ten years, Faith grew to become the powerful psychic that she is now. But many things happened over those ten years. She was influenced by an evil man with supernatural powers. He told her that the academy was merely using her as their precious treasure and that she would soon be treated like dirt. Faith willingly believed him, but that led to disastrous consequences.

In the process of fighting the academy's best heroes, Faith killed an innocent man who was caught up in it. She was devastated by this and angrily launched herself at the man who influenced her to become evil. It was an intense battle, but neither one won. The battle was a draw. Faith returned to the academy, but a telepath there made her forget that she had killed that man. He had also made her forget about her days of training in the assassin ways and made her believe she had lived with her family for the first seven years of her life. But the memory of being kidnapped and researched on still remained as it was important for the future. Now Faith is currently maintaining control over her powers and hopes to join the academy's heroes one day.

 

[Amizon]

I do apologise for the double post. The location will be in New York City on the rooftops. The rules will be no powerplaying or godmodding. Now let's do this thing.

 

[Sephiroth's Will]

Rayzor stood on the roof of an abandoned old warehouse staring up at the stars. He often liked to look to the stars for guidance. He was waiting for someone. He had heard rumors of girl with extraordinary powers. He had to see for himself. He had been tailing this girl recently and it seemed she came to this rooftop quite often. He wasnt sure why though it seemed to be an ordinary rooftop surrounded by other buildings nothing out of the ordinary. While Rayzor was pondering this very question , he heard footsteps behind him. Rayzor unsheathed his katana Dischord and spun around. " Apparently I have a visitor ." he chuckled to himself. This was going to be interesting.

 

[Amizon]

Faith Crest walked through the streets of New York City. The dark grey clouds gathered and the rain poured down heavily on to the ground. She put her hood up and sensed a presence nearby. She closed her blue eyes and jumped up into the air. Any ordinary human being would not have been able to jump that high. But Faith wasn't any ordinary human being; she was indeed of the ancient psychic line. She was actually the first most powerful one in several generations. As she jumped into the air, she floated ever so slightly and hovered for a moment. But when that moment was over, she was zooming through the air. She was soaring, flying and staring at the dark sky.

She could just about see the stars. It brought a smile to her face. Whenever she would see them, it would remind her that her parents were still watching her wherever she went. She had never known them since they had died around the time she was born, but she didn't cry. She wasn't sad, but she was happy. She believed that they were always watching over her like a guardian angel. She eventually arrived at the roof of the abandoned old warehouse. But she was not alone. She walked forward expecting him to withdraw his weapon immediately. She withdrew the Crimson Fire, a mighty weapon entrusted to her by the psychic clan. "Oh, trust me," she said. "I'm no visitor. But I think that you are stealing my spot."

 

[Sephiroth's Will]

"Truth be told girl, Im not here for the view." Rayzor said dryly still holding his Katana at the ready, The air between the two was tense and the sound of the rain upon the rooftop made Rayzors blood pulse and his heart race. He knew there would be a confrontation, He loved confrontation. Batlle was Rayzors playground and he loved every minute of it. " Are the stories true then girl? Are you really the most powerful psychic in the last 1000 years?" he asked. "If it is the case i think you would do well to join my Assasins Of the Apocalypse. You would make an excellent assasin.....if the stories are true that is." Rayzor took a step forward grinning. " Spose its about time to see if the stories have any truth to em. Come at me girl. Time to test your Metal." With that Rayzor unsheathed his other Katana Harmony and took up his fighting stance.

 

[Amizon]

"Now why did I know that someone would be here not to steal the view, but actually for something else I'm not aware of?" said Faith sarcastically. "And why would a mere man such as yourself want to know the answer to that question? If the stories are true, then you just might find out." She closed her eyes and then opened them having them firmly fixed upon Rayzor. I'm capable of anything, you know. I'm even talking into your very mind right now. I could turn your mind against yourself. But I wouldn't do that. I'm not that kind of person. She stopped talking to him telepathically and talked to him properly. "I'm not the person meant to harm people. The Assassins of Apocalypse ... I've heard of them. Although I have learnt the assassin ways, that's not my life." She had a firm grip on the Crimson Fire and thought to herself. I never intended to learn those ways.

She noticed Rayzor had taken a step and grinned at the same time. Faith didn't want to hurt him, she really didn't. But what choice did she have right now? He wasn't going to leave without a fight, she knew that. She could felt his heart racing, despite not really wanting to feel it due to her powers. Faith closed her eyes. "You're right," she finally said. "The stories are true. But in order to find out the truth, you have to seek the truth out. And that's what you're doing now." She spun the Crimson Fire in one hand and closed her eyes again. Fire emerged from the weapon and then poured out from it aiming itself at Rayzor. When Faith opened her eyes again, she flew forward towards Rayzor entering the fire itself. No matter how much it may have seemed to burn her, she was protected. Her psionic barriers protected her. Even Faith's eyes were on fire. As the fire swept across Rayzor, it was Faith next that he had to encounter. She clashed with one of his katanas. "Boo," she whispered.

 

[Sephiroth's Will]

As Faith streaked towards him, Rayzor chuckled to himself" Flames?" he thought. "You come at ME with flames?" he laughed at the girl. "We'll just have to see what YOU know about flames little girl." With that Razor screamed " Apocalyptic shield!!!" With that black and red flames surrounded him. He rushed at Faith ,both his swords Harmony and Dischord gleaming from the flames. " Lets see how hot your flames burn little girl" Rayzor yelled as he charged. He threw all his weight forward as he struck at Faith with his katanas. " Crimson Death Barrage" he yelled as he let forth a flurry of lightning quick strikes. He knew what her powers were and it only made his heart race more. Rayzor thought to himself " Ive waited for a decent challenge for a long time. And even if the stories are true and i must lose my life here , Then at least i shall die in battle " See if this little girl can handle MY powers.

 

[Amizon]

OOC: Well since you've been banned, I suppose that this battle's been won by me before I we even began ...