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Then the consensus was that they themselves should go after the prisoners. He was about to leave already, when the guard came in. The order was now official. They were to search the town and find the prisoners. In addition, it seemed they were to wall off the human district. Box them in so that no supplies could be transported. Perfect. He sent the mental command to a great number of his undead minions. He'd collected them from various places. Morgues, battlefields, graves, the origin was irrelevant. They all served the same purpose. When the sun broke the horizon tomorrow, the humans would find themselves faced with a wall of soldiers that didn't need to eat, sleep, or rest. All under his command. Another large squad of undead, around twenty, was to escort the trio he lead. It wasn't as though they couldn't handle themselves, but caution leads to triumph. Carelessness leads to death. Including the two guards behind them, eighteen more awaited them atop the stairs leading out of the prison. "Shall we depart then?"

Walking around the human district was a white haired lustor. He wore battle gauntlets outfitted with blades, and a pair of boots and mask to match them. The latter two didn't actually have any function to them, they were just for show. He wasn't really sure what to do with himself at all yet, but that changed in an instant when his "snarky remark" senses tingled. Someone else was being a sarcastic git. It would appear that Beuce had...A rival! This was too good of a chance to pass up. He ran in the direction of what he thought was this newfound foe. ​

Username: Beucefilous
Character Name: Xerxes "The Warden" Break
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://evigshed.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/VolbeatHC.jpg
Bio: Xerxes break is a vigilante, and quite an effective one at that. He has come to be known as the warden due to his ruthless and brutal treatment of criminals. Not only that, but previously he was indeed a jailor. Those charged with lesser crimes he would generally ignore, but others, those he considered more dangerous, they would be shown no mercy. The most ruthless evil people you could imagine were made beg for mercy at his extremities. Lustors are no different to him. He sees them all as nothing but targets. One lustor in particular was once a prisoner of his. Her parents had been extremely dangerous, and she herself had been locked up simply for being their child. Even at a young age, she was aggressive. If she matured in the world, there was no doubt that she would become a serious problem. He has since parted ways with the law, but still carries out his duties in his own, more brutal and (as far as he's concerned) more effective method. He seeks the lustor which escaped him before, to return her to her place. If she's still worthy of life, she'll spend the rest of it rotting in a dungeon.
Weapon: Chains and a large club
Starting Location: Lustor area
Other: Standing at 7"3, this man is considered a giant. Underneath his coat is a thick coating of armor, making him the definition of a juggernaut. This hulking figure easily overpowers most melee combatants and wields his chains to bind and incapacitate foes with great skill. Some believe that he is a supernatural force, a dark angel of sorts. sent to punish the wicked. However, this is not the case.
Theme: The Warden

Pretty much this.

A sword is a weapon. If it breaks, is it still a weapon? Yes. As to why i posted this thread, knowing that i was just going to use that logic to justify it, Does it really matter? Fact is i made the thread to start a debate. Did i know i was going to probably win said debate beforehand? yes. Does that make me a bad person? probably. Still though, i made the thread starting a debate.

Well, the definition of a weapon is ]"a thing designed or used for inflicting bodily harm or physical damage."

So, it doesn't have to be overly effective, but as long as it can inflict the tiniest bit of physical damage, it is still considered a weapon. So, if you strike at particularly weak points such as the eye for example, even if it broke it would still inflict damage onto them. Once again it wouldn't be a very good, nor practical weapon, but you would still have sharpened your arm into a weapon.

I didn't ask why would you logically do it. You wouldn't want to, nor would it be a practical weapon in any sense. However, you could technically do it.

I have to agree and say be prepared. It's just such an iconic villain theme, and rightly so.

Although, i'd say hellfire is a close second.

Well, if you were careful enough and knew what what you were doing, you could probably shave off just enough around the front to make into a point.

Scar because he dies in kingdom hearts

Neji is my favorite.

I'd probably take the blue pill myself.

As Xero entered the room, he didn't pay her much mind. That was, until she picked up one of the books he had gotten down. That particular one he had gotten based on the title. 50 shades of darkness, it seemed like it entailed the different aspects of darkness, one of which might be the dark half of the X-blade they needed. However, the reaction Xero had to it told a very different tale. "We're in the middle of a war and you're sitting here reading erotic novels... R! What the hell?!" She scolded. At this accusation, he slowly raised his head from the book he had been reading, and looked at Xero, as though the words had simply staggered his thought process to a total halt. "I always thought the sage who ruled this world was an...odd character...I didn't know she had such strange tastes...The erotic nature of Ananta's reading material aside, i'm doing research into the creation of the X-blade. As the brother to kingdom hearts, If we can obtain the genuine article, we may be able to win against the agents." He said, picking up the current book he was reading and showing it to her. It was a legend detailing it's origin. "As much as i hate to say it...Xindai would have been useful. He was the only one who was there when the X-blade was broken, and more than one object of great power were his own creations. He might have had some idea as to how to reforge it." ​

Beuce frowned at the scene. The golems were down for the count, and Gilgamesh wasn't looking too hot. She'd managed to take out all of them by herself. He knew she was strong, but this...She hadn't even so much as broken a sweat from the looks of things. Ananta ran over to attack her, but didn't have much luck. Beuce, however, ran to Gilgamesh. "Come on man, you gotta get up. You're supposed to be the mighty Gilgamesh! You're going to let some big boobed southern bell witch beat you like this? Think of your old rival! They'd be ashamed to see you like this!" He said, trying to put some drive into the multi-armed warrior. Hopefully he had a rival to speak of. Men like him generally did. So, Beuce gambled on a guess. It was then he looked over to Ananta, telling wart to grab any sort of weapon he could...No...Couldn't be...It was just too perfect. The gears clicked in his head just a second too late, as he figured out what was about to happen. "WART NO!" He shouted as the boy placed his palms around the handle of the sword and a golden light shone down onto him.

The tournament was put on hold after realizing that defense was in need of fixing. It will likely resume after this level of worlds.

The dark individual known as Orpheus was the first one to investigate the escape of their prisoner. A young child by the name of Kai. He looked upon the two deceased guards without so much as a flinch. After all, death was common in this world, but none were more exposed to it than Orpheus. Casually, he bent over and drew out his black sword Arondight and cut a slit in his finger. Crimson liquid spilled out from the tip of his finger and onto the corpses of the two guards. It sank into them like water into a sponge, and the two men pushed themselves up off of the ground and stood before him once more. However, these were not the men they used to be. Merely lifeless shells. Corpses animated by Orpheus' dark power and nothing more. As though creating the living dead were a trivial matter, the then walked into the cell and examined the space where the prisoner used to be. The cell was unlocked, so it's possible she killed them and then took the keys, but given the position of one of the guards before the resurrection, it seemed they had unlocked the door themselves.

"Sven, remind me to bring it up with Mordecai that our guards are incompetent and they need to be replaced." He said with a sigh. In any case, the boy was gone. By simply thinking about it, he ordered a squad of twelve undead, heavily armed and plated with armor, to set out and track them down. They couldn't have gotten far yet. They likely made way for the human district, which was still a while away. If worse came to worst, he could tell when his undead were killed, and be able to tell the general location the boy was in. From there, he could probably deduce the path they would take to get to the human district. "Now then, given the freshness of these kills, i'd say they're about six miles out. I've already sent a squad after them, but we could give chase as well if you'd like."​

Username: Beucefilous
Character Name: Beucefilous
Age: 25 (whoa older beuce what)
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v118/t-101/DanteGilgamesh.png
Bio: A unique lustor in that he has no allegiance, ties, or loyalty to any one side. He's just as likely to fight wholeheartedly against the humans as he is to be a great ally to them. He's very flirtatious and whimsical, acting on what he feels like doing in the moment. Most believe that he has some sort of mental disorder, but it's you all that have the disorder! I'm not crazy i swear! GET OFF MY BACK MAN!
Primary Power*: You ever see Iron Man 3? You Know Extremis?
Well just in case not, he has the ability to raise his body temperatures to immense levels. To the point where extended exposure can melt certain metals.
Inherited Power*: Hormone manipulation.
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Primary limits: While he can heat up his body fairly quickly and efficiently, he has difficulty lowering it back down to normal levels. It can take hours if not longer. His gauntlets help this by concealing a large portion of the heat, making the power less effective, but also more controlled. If you try to take them off him, it would be extremely painful.
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For you.

Inherited limits: In order to manipulate the hormones in other people, there needs to be a transfer of saliva (Yeah man!), in addition, the things he can do with the hormones are somewhat limited. Currently he can: Increase the sex drive of another or himself. Give a small adrenaline rush to himself or another.
Weapon: Bladed gauntlets.
Starting Location: Human area
Other: *insert Beuce is hot pun*
Theme:

"Not to mention she's a keyblade wielder herself. And from the looks of things, approaching the level of master if not already at it." Beuce added on to Stratos' comment about Nequa. It was true, they were going to have a hard time taking her down if it came tooth and nail. They'd struggled against Mim a fair bit, but in the end there had never really been any danger of them losing with the strategy he'd laid out for the party. They all followed his instructions to a tee, and as such their teamwork was exceptional and they covered for each other's weaknesses splendidly. However, if the gap in skill and power is big enough, no amount of teamwork would span it. House flies fighting dragons, if one wanted to put it metaphorically. Snapping out of an uncharacteristically serious thought process, he looked up at the party. "Well, strong or not, we don't really have much choice but to stop her from getting Excalibur. On one hand, the seal on that thing is ancient stuff. I doubt there's a mage alive who can break something like that. But if the true king comes along and pulls it out..." He trailed off. He may not have finished, but what he meant to say was clear. If the real king comes and breaks the seal, the sword is fair game. Anyone can take it from him. "So in other words, the sword is most likely not in any immediate danger, but you never know. With our luck, the real king is pulling it out for her as we speak. We can't let her get her hands on that thing. Busty as she may be, i will defeat her same as any other opponent! Albeit maybe with a slightly lower angle to my point of veiw, but she will fall!"

Hey misty, in regards to the whole RP post count thing, would you be willing to accept some help i may be able to offer?