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Post by codesterbro on Feb 21, 2013 20:59:47 GMT -5
A small crack appeared in the air of the street in the middle of the city. The crack then began to grow larger, small branches of the crack ripped out, those cracks had smaller cracks and those their own cracks and so forth. The ripping and tearing of space, dimensions and the very universe began to spread out in the middle of the air. The cracks continued to form until it appeared to be a seven foot tall and seven feet wide formed. The tear in color is a mixture of colors, much like the rainbow bridge in Asgard. Then the tearing stopped, the scar in space and time ended. All was quite aside from the normal sounds the sound from the town which sounded out through it. Then something pulsed within the tear in space.
Then suddenly a loud shattering sound erupted forth from the scar as the rift was shattered. And then out stepped a towering man, a total of seven feet tall, cloaked in a tattered red cloak. His arms were covered, the only thing visible was the pop of his head which was also shrouded and his Polka-dot pants. The shatter in time and space began to reform as if no damage had ever been done, for the man of the rift itself had come. Yellow eyes beamed from under the cowl as it shrouded the man’s face. All of the bustling of the people around him silenced. For they had seen the coming of the greatest warrior time and space itself had seen, Gilgamesh!
”IT IS I! GILGAMESH! Traveler of space and time itself, the greatest swordsman ever to live! You mortals have been graced with my presence! Now bow before me and bring me all of your swords, or parish before my blade!”
The man called out in a loud echoing voice! A person from over a mile away could here him, or so he thought anyway. The man was in a pose, two swords out, pointing a the crowd around him. A baby cried, cameras were clicked but everyone was struck in awe of Gilgamesh, this he enjoyed! Of course this banter was unsettling; they seemed like weird freaky people, eating too much pie. But on any case the technology they had seemed too advanced! He hadn’t encountered it before, perhaps they were warped forms of swords! No, these people would not do, but maybe they had swords but weren’t giving them to him! He would not stand for such nonsense!
He took one of his swords and stabbed it into the ground and glared at the people around him. They were startled by the sudden actions but it had to be taken! He placed a large foot onto the hilt of the weapon, the other sword held in his hand. He pointed at the crowd, his arm raised high, a pointer finger fixed on a random person. The crowd was now startled by his being there, he was threatening once more, now perhaps they would bow to his wishes and give him whatever he wanted from them! Now he was amking progress on these mere human mortals! Even if they were moer advanced then he, he was far superior for he was Gilgamesh!
He looked around his surroundings. He appeared to be in a park! He would have to learn the name of where he was, and even the world as to where he was so he could add it to his many, many titles he’s given to himself. It was a fairly quiet town for Gilgamesh’s liking but it would due nicely! And even if they had no swords here he could explore the world and steal their swords! For one day he would find and hold the sword of his people, Excalibur once again to avenge his tribe. For that was his goal, but the rift would always have him at places, for that was his fate!
”NOW THEN, GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR WEAPONS, AND I MEAN IT THIS TIME, WEAKLINGS!”
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Post by roxas on Feb 21, 2013 21:21:41 GMT -5
It was hard to imagine that he was stuck here in this new world. But it wasn't that bad anyway, the young Nobody never really stayed that long in any one world to actually "live" in it. At least he was away from the Organization and that mysterious man who he encountered before being brought here. Where ever here was anyway. He found himself wandering the city known as Amity Park, or so it was called. He heard the sound of people chattering and decided to check it out.
As he got to the source he found a really...strange and awkward sight. There was a large man harassing a crowd of people, demanding they give him all their weapons. Was he serious? "Why do you want weapons?" Roxas asked. If this guy was going to hurt these people well, Roxas pretty much figured that he would have to stop him. They were all innocent, and it was the right thing to do. Right?
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Post by codesterbro on Feb 22, 2013 21:07:07 GMT -5
Gilgamesh blinked and looked around a the person who would dare question him. He was the mightiest man in existence! That was why he should have all of their weapons! He was not petty mugger or thief, he was an awesome warrior, not to be rivaled by anyone! His eye darted round the crowd until he saw the boy who had questioned him! His eyes fell on some weird, short, chocobo haired child. Bah! He must of not of been well known in this place if a child were to question that, he would have to remedy that! He got off of his sword and tugged it from the ground and pointed it at Roxas!
”FOOL! How dare you attempt to challenge someone as mighty as me! I am generations above you, tell me your name, Challenger!”
Of course his sword wasn’t pointed in a deadly way at Roxas, he would never strike before hand. He was a man of honor, not a man of petty cheap shots! He was no villain, he was a hero, a warrior of all dimensions! He kept his sword lowered down to Roxas’ chest. The Seven Foot giant towered over the rest of the people who were around him. Some people had cleared out, some in fear, some of boredom. But no matter, some were either around because of curiosity or out of pure awe of the massive giant man; he was a bulky, strange man after all! He laughed to himself a bit, this was a very interesting land indeed!
He sheathed one of his swords but kept the one pointed at Roxas still out. The crowd was a bit startled by his sudden display. But they seemed also to be confused by Roxas being there, as if he was a new arrival as well. Of course the sword seemed a tad weird, after all it was a remix of Brotherhood wielded by some annoying ball player in a world called Spira. The sword didn’t have any bubbles around it, it was a fairly normal sword aside from its blue blade, chocobo keychain and the curved blade at the end of the weapon. He made a slight grunt, bah this land is strange! All of the people lacking weapons and everything else that he had come to care about during his time in the rift.
”IF YOU DECIDE TO FIGHT ME, MAKE SURE TO PREPARE YOURSELF, FOR I WILL NOT GO EASY!”
He grinned under his cloth wrapped face. His cloak waved a bit in the wind as did the puffy thing on the tip of his head. His muscled arm gripped the sword in his hand tightly, his arm flexed by his pure strength! There was a small park area behind him1 Trees, benches and other park structures were located within. In front of him a street and a few buildings. He laughed a bit, prepared for anything to come! Even if the heavens poured meteors at him, he would be prepared! He would survive anything! He is Gilgamesh, the strongest man in existence!
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Post by roxas on Feb 22, 2013 21:37:13 GMT -5
The strange man sure was nothing like Roxas had ever seen before. His personality sure was loony. Still, when he pointed his sword at the Nobody he could tell that he wasn't one to be taken really lightly. "Hold on!" he called out as he summoned his Keyblade in defense. He asked for Roxas' name, guess this guy really wanted a duel. And Roxas had no choice but to oblige. "My name is Roxas."
Guess now was the time to fight. He never really thought he'd find himself in this situation right after being dragged here. "Alright then... Let's do this then. Your move." Roxas said pointing his Keyblade at Gilgamesh, determination welled in his eyes for the fight.
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Post by codesterbro on Feb 23, 2013 0:09:53 GMT -5
Gilgamesh blinked a bit and was taken back a bit when Roxas summoned his keyblade! The kid had an equally odd name as his appearance, but no matter! This child seemed to be interesting! This duel would be quite amazing for Gilgamesh! He would steal this child’s sword and then flee, while it wasn’t as honorable as it could have been but he was Gilgamesh, an immortal man! He know he knew Roxas’ name and would be able to visit Roxas because nothing was as strong as the bond of warriors in combat! For battle forged the strongest of blades and he knew a thing or two about blades, for they were as if extensions of his very arms!
”Whoa! That is one cool sword! Roxas, prepare to be defeated! For you fight me, GILGAMESH!”
Two smaller rifts opened and his two arms entered them. His swords deposited back into the space and time void called the rift! His arms flexed as they gripped around two blades. His arms then retracted from the void armed with two weapons, which were surprisingly not rip offs of other more famous, cool swords he has obtained in his mainy many ventures to other dimensions. But no matter once again fore the two swords were both Zantetsuken, a blade stolen from the Mighty Odin himself and the Tournesol. Zantetsuken a blue scimitar with a blue aura, the blade also has a nice small half circle on the outside of the edge. The Tournesol called The Sun Flower Blade is a greatsword and powerful one at that, called a sun flower by it’s appearance. The kanji on the side has no real meaning either!
Gilgamesh took a stance. Once arm pointed back at Roxas, the other arm high above his head, the sword pointing forward as well. His body fluidly moved despite his large and bulky frame. His body was still, he had learn such tactics and battle code while training with his long dead tribe! Maybe if they would stop with all the epic body movements they would be alive! But Gilgamesh didn’t care for tonight he was to battle, despite it being afternoon and all. A slight breeze passed through the air, a chilling breeze, to be expected in the month that it was. For it all disappeared to him in the heat of battle, a genji was one with combat, for it had been with them since the dawn of time itself.
”HERE I COME! PREPARE YOURSELF FOR MY MIGHT! DEATH STRIKE!”
His arms then lower, he stood in front of Roxas onc more. His blades came together, to form an X type of attack. His elbows were outspread largely but his form and stance was quite a formal stance. He bowed slightly since Roxas had told him to come at him so Gilgamesh would be able to have a first attack. While his honor had conflicted attacking first he was fine with it if his opponent wished for Gilgamesh to have a first blow to attack. Then the attack commenced. He was a bit confident in this attack. His legs launched forward and moved quickly. His swords crossed in an X in the attack, a purple energy seemed to swell around him. Of course he didn’t expect any counter attack or other kinds of attacks. This left him open to damage and being attacks by damaged by magic or other forms of energy attacks.
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Post by roxas on Feb 23, 2013 0:45:32 GMT -5
The man sure was full of himself, and volume. If Roxas didn't at least subdue him he might actually cause lots of harm around him. It was better to stop innocents from getting hurt than himself, he knew that from common sense. He watched as the man gained new swords by pulling them out of some rift, guess he had quite the arsenal on him.
He then suddenly charged at Roxas, who was ready for him. Bringing his Keyblade up to his center, he managed to block the attack from Gilgamesh, although the force behind it was enough to push him back a step or two. Now was his time to counter, so he brought his Keyblade above his head and swung it down onto the man's head, hopefully striking hard enough to daze him.
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Post by codesterbro on Feb 23, 2013 8:06:54 GMT -5
Just as Gilgamesh thought he had the upper had when he had pushed backed the boy he was bonked in the head, with some great force he would of added but it wasn’t about telling your rival about how powerful their blows had been! No for that wasn’t smart. Of course he had a trick up his sleeve, well he should say eight sleeves. But no not yet, if he was in a new land not much information was known about him! But old techniques would become new as well! Who was he kidding? A fight was about honor, not about appearing to be as mysterious as he had been in Ivalice besides he wouldn’t like a child beat him! That’d just be lame and inexcusable, even the mighty Odin and Bartz could not defeat him!
”You may be stronger then you look but I must tell you! I AM NOT LEFT HANDED! FOR GILGAMESH IT IS MORPHING TIME!”
A chilling wind then rustled behind Gilgamesh, trees shook from the power he was giving off at the time. A loud roar was heard from the genji as three more arms had appeared on his sides to make him, Gilgamesh The Eight Armed Samurai!His newly formed arms were also covered in cloth as if they had always been there, that was his power after all! His six new arms also went into the rift, his arms flexed as they had down before when grabbing other swords. But no this was not his true power, the rift had always made sure he had never shown his true power so he could only use the basics of it. He had forgotten what it was like after so long of not using it but alas with great power you need great weapons!
Each had was armed with a different style weapon, one was armed with the buster sword, the other the Brotherhood, then the Revolver gunblade, another with Masamune, only smaller by a couple feet. Another held Excalipool and finally a replica of Jecht’s sword. While they weren’t well known and he didn’t have use them as primary weapons, stored away in the many, many weapons he had he felt like spicing it up for a bit! After all Roxas was a new challenge. Every blade was held lower, medium and higher but still pointed at Roxas as he had done when first meeting Roxas for this was his fighting stance after all. He was taking the attack position as opposed to defense because that’s how Genji were trained to fight!
"Now then Roxas!! Prepare yourself for I will not go down easily! TRICE SLICE!"
He charged at Roxas and once he got in range he twirled three times, each time he aimed to hit for Roxas. While he did look like a big ballerina while doing this move, Trice Slice was one of his more well known attacks. An orange energy seemed to coat Gilgamesh this time as he attacked. His attacks weren’t very well coordinated being how it was a normal slice only times three. However it would be painful to have 24 blades going at you while Gilgamesh only had eight. But math and other works of the mind wasn’t needed for now, he was tuned into his combat. His swords had become as one with him, his feet were fluid despite his size, he could attack, block and swingq uite easily but for now, all he did was trice slice, it was only fair after all!
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Post by roxas on Feb 23, 2013 20:12:19 GMT -5
The strike on the head seemed to have a good effect on the strange man, but he wasn't down yet. Roxas wasn't really sure how to deal with him, he had never faced a human opponent before, sure he faced against strong Heartless. But they were easy to read. This guy was just a random bundle of well, insanity. Things were now getting more insane as he suddenly grew eight more arms, just who was this guy?
He charged at Roxas with all his swords and took a swing at Roxas, he guarded again, but this time he felt more than just one attack, it must have been his technique. It sent Roxas down to his rump, still in a guarding position. "Alright stop! Just what do you want?" Knowing the level of insanity from this guy, it might as well be something unreasonable.
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Post by codesterbro on Feb 24, 2013 8:03:26 GMT -5
Haha! Gilgamesh was about to strike another blow but stopped. Perhaps it was the child giving in or maybe Gilgamesh didn’t want to finish the blow it would be a mystery. Maybe he saw some of himself or maybe Bartz in the boy! But whatever the case he wasn’t going to finish the teen off. The boy might have had answers, where he was, and possibilities of Excalibur being in this land. Of course the title of the city would just be helpful in the future if he left to another dimension and wished to return. Sure knowing Roxas’ name would allow him to visit him every so often but knowing the city was important! For it was needed to form a new title for himself!
Well then! If you wish for this combat to retire then by my honor it shall be so! But! “
He opened a small rift and threw seven swords into it. Six arms retracted so he was two armed once again but one of his arms still held Tournesol in it. The blade pointed at Roxas still, yet again not in an offensive manner. But his guard was still up, just in case a plot of a attempt of a chap-shot was aimed at the giant. He knew some people who would try to cheaply kill or even defeat a person when they were on their last stand, he had done ot before which he didn’t mean to actually do. But in those days he had worked along side a villain who had used Gilgamesh so he could get to the Genji to kill them all and then Exdeath banished him to the void where he tried to redeem himself but that was a very long time ago. Now he was Gilgamesh, the immortal genji!
”You shall hand over your weapon! Or, point me to the location of Excalibur, do you can do both which would be preferred above the other two! Also! Tell me the name of this land!”
He tossed his sword into a rift and offered a hand to aid Roxas. He wasn’t a soulless, heartless cruel man after all, it wasn’t in his ways to leave a defeated enemy just laying there. He was the great and mighty Gilgamesh after all! Besides who would tell of his tale in this world if no one was around to tell it! Through both his greatness and compassion Gilgamesh would shine like a star throughout all the dimensions he had crossed into and will cross into! Because who is a warrior without his song being sung in a great hall of glory?! And Roxas an who every else that had seen the fight would be able to tell of his tale by keeping them alive!
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Post by roxas on Feb 26, 2013 17:15:52 GMT -5
The man stopped his attack and placed his swords and arms back to where they came from. He sure was a strange man, probably wasn't even human. He then extended his hand to Roxas, but with demands. One that didn't really make all that sense and sounded pretty silly. There was defiantly a screw loose with this guy, but Roxas knew he might as well just play along with this, better than being sliced up.
"Uh well...I don't know any Excalibur. I guess you can take my weapon..." Roxas knew that it wasn't quite easy to earn a Keyblade like that, but this guy didn't know that. So Roxas handed his Keyblade into the man's hand, he would get it back anyway. Now he wanted information, mostly on the place the two of them were at. "Amity Park, I heard that this place is known as Amity Park."
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Post by codesterbro on Feb 27, 2013 12:20:58 GMT -5
Gilgamesh was disappointed when the spiked hair teen said he didn’t know what Excalibur was. Then again a majority of the people he knew and had fought had no idea what the sword was either which surprised the man for Excalibur was a powerful and legendary sword! Or maybe everyone thought it to be legend and no one had claimed it for themselves! After all if no on else had been crowned the strongest swordsman alive by wielding Excalibur then Gilgamesh would wield the sword and become even stronger then he had been so far which seemed to be an impossible amount of power! Even the gods would tremble in the wake of Gilgamesh if he obtained the sword, or so he thought. All of it was a large ego boost which would make Gilgamesh far crazier then he had already been. And a crazy Gilgamesh was a bad Gilgamesh indeed.
But haha! Another man had trembled before Gilgamesh, defeated by his epic might, by the might of the Genji! But instead of any old, lame sword this time he had obtained a far stronger weapon from what he felt from it. He grabbed the hilt of the weapon with his free hand. Gilgamesh studied the blade, how it was designed if he knew one thing it was swords. The weapon appeared to be of that like a key, he wondered what the point in designing such a weapon would be, but the blade was unique nonetheless, and it was not a replica! He had been tired of finding lame swords but a sword was a sword and he couldn’t deny that! That was why he still carried Excalipool with him in the end. He kept the blade out instead of sending it to the void, he wished o speak to the weapon master more.
” I thank you brave warrior! For this land has been defeated by me! A land in which I have added to a great many others! Bwahahahaha!”
He was in triumph once again, in his mind anyway! He had defeated another warrior which was a small task indeed, again which he thought was true. Gilgamesh Often twisted how he viewed when he conquered people! He had defeated an army from his might and this was a small task for him! Of course he had always bluffed and exaggerated how he conquered people! From the people he had defeated and had been defeated by. He had pulled the truth many times but what were honored drinking songs if they were to exaggerated in the end? Petty children stories of how the man defeated the other man in honorable combat which hardly made for a decent story at all! And Gilgamesh was bent on obtaining great honor.
Gilgamesh held the weapon he had high in the air. The blade gleamed in the sunlight that casted overhead, as did Gilgamesh’s obsidian colored horns. Gilgamesh enjoyed the sight of the blade greatly. It would make a fine addition to his large collection of swords and other weapons he carried with him everywhere. Everywhere meaning the rift he travelled and controlled. Gilgamesh opened a small rift and was about to place the blade instead when it disappeared in a flash of light in both gold and white colors. Gilgamesh was started by the disappearance and closed the rift. He had been stolen from! Whoever did it would pay the price for stealing the blade from him. He quickly pointed a sword at Roxas, being how Roxas was the master of the weapon and he knew the blade better then Gilgamesh had!
”What happened to that sword, boy?!”
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Post by roxas on Feb 27, 2013 12:55:44 GMT -5
The man had a lot of bravado in him. Either he thought of himself as some sort of big shot warrior, or he was one. Either way he could probably tone it down with his speech of glory. And how did beating one little kid mean that he was a conqueror of an entire land? Well at least all the craziness was over, still, he wanted his Keyblade back. It was special to him, in a sort of weapon chooses the master sort of way.
He watched as Gilgamesh was about to store away the blade in a rift, then the Keyblade disappeared in a flash. That made Gilgamesh pretty upset enough to threaten Roxas again. Guess it was time for explanations. "I don't really know much about it, but the Keyblade responds to only me. It..Chose me for its wielder. It can't change masters, only choose them. But there's more than one Keyblade. I know...that each person can maybe get one of their own. Its a weapon made by the...Heart."
Roxas put a hand to his chest and summoned his Keyblade to his free hand. He wasn't sure if he got the information right. It was true that he didn't really know a lot about the mysterious key, because he never understood it himself and why it choose him to be its bearer. What made him so special?
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Post by codesterbro on Feb 28, 2013 3:43:28 GMT -5
“Hmph”
That’s all the giant said at Roxas’ reply. Some gibberish about the sword choosing it’s mater, not the master choosing the weapon. Beh! He had never heard of such a thing! But this was a strange new land that had it’s own twist on reality. Cowards are common while the mighty are few. Which was typical of the worlds he visited, a select few were mighty while the rest trembled in complete fear of monster and other species that could rip apart a normal human in mere seconds! Life seemed to easy to Gilgamesh here. It felt as if they were too assurted in there luxuries of advanced technology. Humans were pathetic like that, most were though. The samurai age of humans seemed to be the best age of the humans!
But then the giant had yet another wonderful idea! He had just ended an epic duel with a new ally, for him anyway so he wished to respect Roxas more by being friendly with him, a pleasure he rarely showed to others! Gilgamesh raised a hand to the skies and opened a rift, his sword went in but something else came out. Out from the rift fell a circle table with two cushions. His hands went into the void once again and he pulled out a tea pot filled with hot tea an traditional styled cups which were white with red design, much like Gilgamesh’s own appearance. Truth be told, it had been a while since Gilgamesh had eaten.
“Come Roxas! Stay and sit with me and enjoy some tea I have prepared! A duel can become tiresome after a period of time!”
The giant then plopped himself down on the blue square cushion, his legs crossed together. The giant muttered a few words to himself, if heard they were ancient Genji, a prayer honoring battle above all else. Gilgamesh then reached over to the pot and poured himself some and poured the cup across from him some of the green liquid. It would of smelled like green tea but it wasn’t it too was made from the Genji homeland. It had a strong taste to it and it was fairly bitter but Gilgamesh had always drunk it when he needed it. It was an odd custom to be sure the swordsman would always honor it.
He stretched back and took a sip of the drink after pulling down a piece of cloth covering his mouth. His tattered cloak waved in the wind behind himself from the breeze of the park. Gilgamesh felt at peace, something he hadn’t felt in too long of a time. But he couldn’t always remain like this, he felt better while fighting. Hunting monsters, swords and Excalibur was the life style he had chosen so long ago. He couldn’t alter that path either, he swore to it as a Genji and he swore to his tribe he would revive them. A promise he would fight to the end to achieve no less. Even if it meant him fighting alongside people who had wicked or good motives.
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Post by roxas on Mar 2, 2013 21:54:08 GMT -5
Well this was turning into the weirdest day Roxas ever had in his life. As Gilgamesh set up a table and tea Roxas hesitantly sat down and took a cup. This must have been a dream, one really crazy dream, but it wasn't, it was real. Now the only question was what should he do? What could he possibly do to move this along, perhaps simple questions will do the trick. "So uh, where are you from? Your definitely not from around here."
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