Username: Beucefilous Name: Luke Sileen Age: 23 Side (The Passing, The Resistance, or in between?) : The passing Appearance: http://www.dvdizzy.com/images/i/ironman-technovore-02.jpg Personality: Very calm most of the time. He has a flare for the dramatic, and sees life as a story. He appears trustworthy, but is far from it. Brief Bio: Once Quinn's childhood friend. The one he trusted the most in the world, but even then Luke had another side to him, a much darker one. Betraying his trust, he helped Vex sneek into the castle and murder the current king. Not only that, but when he noticed Quinn has seen the horrid sight, he turned and delivered a calm smile as though nothing were wrong. Ever since then, he has been following Vex on his path of conquest. Magic/Powers (Does not have to know any magic if you prefer that) : Light Manipulation. He can create consentrated beams of high powered light (not neccesarily originating from his body.), make a flash to temporarily blind onlookers, bend light waves to make himself or others invisible, or even drain a room of light entirely, enclosing it in inescapable darkness. Weapon (Again, optional) : He often walks around apparently unarmed, but he's actually using his powers to conceal a large device similar to a staff on his back. It has rotating lenses of glass all throughout it, which he focuses his light beams through to make more intense. When all of them align, it's a devastating move which is made to destroy fortresses. Additional Information: He sees himself as the main character in the story of life, and thinks of himself as the leader of the passing. He views Vex in a similar respect to a father figure.
Okay, i'm here now, start the party.
I dunno why they limited Macro Cosmos, but there goes my Ra deck. You can't play a macro cosmos deck with one macro. it just doesn't work.
First, have you heard R's theme, and second, i'm assuming you're capable of putting the music to the picture in a video, so you should do that as...
Adam, i have a question for you regarding the OST
Beuce turned just in time to see Luna get struck by the 13 of hearts. Naturally, she clenched her shoulder in pain and was open for another attack. "Oh no you don't!" Beuce yelled as he tackled the card shortly before it took advantage of such an opening. With the 3 cabelleros out on the field, just two or three hits was enough to put the former king down. He stood and offered a hand to help Luna up. "Don't really know any healing magic yet, so i can't help you with that wound, but i'll cover you for the rest of the battle until we can rest if you need me to. There aren't many left." He said, looking at the remainder of the cards. They were all hearts. The three and four, and the nine through twelve. Three of the cards advanced cautiously, knowing that most of their soldiers had been decimated by these wielders. Brandishing sweet memories, Beuce advanced on the lowest of the hearts' numbers. A jab from the three was ducked underneath and followed by a leg sweep, knocking it off balance. Next the four and nine came both at once. The white haired man weaved between the thrusts, carefully watching the points their spears headed toward. Finally an opening presented itself, and Beuce thruse his foot vertically into the groin of the nine. However, being a card, there was nothing there and it endured no more pain than any other place it could have been kicked. "Well that didn't go as well as i'd hoped...." He said shortly before one of the spears managed to stab him in the knee. it buckled beneath him as he winced in pain. "Well at least it's not an arrow huh? I'm too young to retire." Tucking his head down, he rolled beneath a spear thrust and between the card's legs. With his key-like sword pointed skyward, bolts of electricity came raining down. "Ooooh! You've been thunderstruck!" He sang. The nine was down, but the four endured it and the three had gotten up by this point. "En card!" He called to the two, leading them towards him. Not only were they going after Beuce, but their attention was drawn away from Luna. Beuce raised his keyblade to the side and blocked a horizontal swing, creating an opening. A quick combo was dealt to the three, and a headbut to the four. Nearly down, Beuce jumped backwards and tossed a well placed strike raid to finish them off, although the landing caused his knee some pain. "Okay, look, other three cards. We're down one member. You're down 49. Do the math, i don't think you'll be winning this but hey, if you want to come at us, be my guest."
You should do a let's play of Storm of Fate when it comes out.
The white haired man looked up at Ananta offering him some cheese and water. He smiled at her. "Did an angel come for me? Or am i just..."There was a pause for a few seconds. "Habeucinating" One could swear they heard a rimshot echo in the background. After a chuckle at his own joke, he rose to his feet. Apparently he was fine. "Hehe, come on, let's go down with the others." He invited, walking toward the door. The assassin walked gracefully alongside the others. His footsteps were silent as the grave. I suppose in his profession, they had to be. Once outside, he walked up beside Kaxar. "It seems we find ourselves here again. Care to continue where we left off?" He suggested in a calm voice. He was so calm it was almost unsettling. They were training to fight for their lives. Perhaps he was used to it, or perhaps he simply hid what he felt. In any case, grace never left him. R's eyes turned on Valinton, ready to answer his question. He had a strategy alright, but he'd need everyone to work together for it to succeed. "When the war begins, break off into individual fights, teams of two. Choose the person you work with best. They will be your ally, your lifeline. Guide your opponents apart, through the cayons in the graveyard. Lead them apart and bait to follow you. At the end, the canyons all converge into a single area. We must have all the teams arrive there at the same time. The moment the realize they've been lead into a trap, i will tap into the power of the dark cornerstone and eradicate them all at once with my black rains. Even if some survive, they will prove no match for the remainder of us." The heartless said, explaining the basis of the plan. "They must be there at the same time, so it goes without saying that communication is key for this to succeed. In this, i plan to use Xindai's power of telepathy." R said, obviously disapproving of his own idea. If Xindai betrayed them, which wasn't exactly unthinkable, the entire plan went up in smoke, but it was the only chance they had to win. "There is no need to explain the plan to him. He will pry it from your minds whether you want him to or not."
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- 1 *edits to 0*
There's no shame in that. It's Grey.
"Oh no you don't!" Said the enormous Beuce as his eye caught the 5 of clubs fleeing from Base's grasp. The cards may have been able to bar the path of Base, but not Beuce. In his enlarged state, he could easily step over the barricade, and he did so. His foot "accidentally" stooped a bit lower and flattened the 10 of clubs where it stood. With a sprint, the 5 was easily caught. A bird's eye view helped keep track of the slippery card. There were about 14 meters between him and the card. Easily closed with a sprint. One heavy kick sent the card and the dirt it stood on flying and slapping against the wall. "Take that you son of a beuce!" The wielder yelled, as "Beuce" has apparently become the universal censor for swear words. He turned, Glaring at the only two remaining clubs. He readied his keyblade for the first and last use in this grown state. Holding it behind his head, he unleashed possibly the most deadly strike raid every witnessed. It sawed through the dirt like butter, sending the soil and grass flying in every direction. An audiable squeal came from one of the cards shortly before impact. The blow was indeed a devastating one, as both cards were instantly downed and anything in the area came tumbling down with a loud crash ontop of them. "Clubs, down for the count." He said cockily and walked over to a rose bush. Placing his hand on one of the painted flowers, the effects of the cake began to wear off. The large wielder began to shrink back to his ordinary size, and broke the stem of the rose as he did so. "I could probably use this later." He murmered to himself, placing it in his back pocket. "Hey Base, you've been counting cards." He chuckled and wagged his right index finger. "Bad boy."
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In fact not even a majority. I haven't seen a torrential in months. Might just be my luck, but i still haven't seen one in a while.
Your si- *sees message below* GOD DAMMIT I CAME HERE TO TELL YOU THAT
23 Well, we've certainly dropped this count a bit
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