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Wanted: Reperzell
So....when rep (or Zane Thomas Mayhew) got his reversed persona called omukade, he's done white the bad ruins, but. He is now banned from useing his persona, and he's pissed, so pissed that he's been doing allll sorts of NAD things, so much that now he's wanted, for now, and on a wall is says: WANTED, REPERZELL, DEAD OR ALIVE, REWARD: 1000. But, the question is, who is gonna beat him, dead or alive
(The 7'3 feet tall man, walks around by a forest, with his 7'1 claymore) now I'm wanted, greaaaat
Why did start this, now I gotta fight way outta most of the people who I meet, also great
(He swings his claymore around, cutting down a few trees)
Hm....actually 1000 doesn't sound like much
Wonder if I raise the money up to 3000?
A young man in a red coat wanders the forest, an annoyed look showing on his face as he glances around the area. "Well, this Reperzell guy doesn't sound up to my usual prey. But those 1000 steamrollers could make me enough money for pizza and beer for a damm good while! So..." He'd spot his target swinging an oversized blade around, very poorly at that. An excited smirk goes across the man's face as he walks up to Rep and pulls his twin handguns from their hostlers. "LET'S START THE PARTY!" As Dante shouts, blasts of demonic energy fly from the pistols. They'd rush right for Rep's chest and legs as Dante himself darts behind them, aiming to cover his approach with gunfire as he closes in on the target.
Huh-(not noticing, he gets shot) OW, YA FUCK (he puts away his claymore and pulls out his compound bow, and shoots a few arrows)
(edited by Reperzel)
The Demon Hunter laughs as Rep tries to fire arrows, he'd just stand there for a moment before snapping his fingers. Time itself begins to slow down as he casually sidesteps the arrows, before grabbing one on his left and quickly tossing it back at Rep with a chuckle. Once he's done, time's normal pace resumes. "Man, for a guy they're offering this much for I expected better! What'd you do man? Screw the local rich guy's kid or something? Well, not my problem as long as I'm making a good buck!" He'd then leap about 20 feet into the air, drawing the large sword from his back and aiming it right at Rep's left should as he comes down with a grin... Before quickly shifting gears and actually dashing through the air, he'd land behind the foe and aim to stab his back.
OWWWWWWW, FUCK, ALRIGHT. THATS IT (he throws his bow away, and pulls out his 7'1 feel long claymore, and swing like a mad man) TRY THIS ON FOR SIZE
The man bursts into uproarious laughter as Rep clumsy swings his blade, he'd stick his left hand out and wag his fingers for a moment before suddenly ducking down, tossing Rebellion into the air, and grabbing hold of Rep's blade by its flat sides. "Ya know... If this were a dog show? You wouldn't even take the last place, they'd laugh you off the frigging stage and shame your owner for bringing a mutt of such poor caliber to compete!" Dante smirks at Rep and uses his inhuman strength to pull the blade downwards, he'd try to slam both the sword and user into the ground and then quickly take hold of the weapon. If he pulled it off, he'd then toss the blade behind him with a casual grin before tossing his hand up and grabbing hold of his own weapon again.
(The attack works) OH YA GOTTA BE KIDDING ME
"Kidding you? Heh, the party's only started and you've pretty much already lost... How about you CHILL OUT!?" At his last cry, the blade in Dante's hands melts away only to be replaced with a pair of ice covered nunchucks, he'd swing the weapons around for a moment, aiming to batter Rep into submission. Before quickly spreading the chains out and holding them out in front of himself. And finally, a large crystal of ice juts up from the ground in an attempt to freeze Rep solid on the spot.
Well fu-(he completly Freeze's, with both of his middle fingers flipping him off)
(edited by Reperzel)
The man chuckles to himself as he grabs hold of the block of ice. "Well then! Time to go fetch my prize and be done with this sorry excuse of a hunt, jeez I can't believe this guy was giving the cops trouble... And where the hell is that demon he was said to use anyways?" He wanders toward the bounty office that had mentioned Rep, assuming he reaches it without issue Dante would simply hand the boy over and await his payment.
well....shit, my life...is ruined
Dante runs out of the building with a grin on his face, those steamrollers sold for quite a bit and he's feeling like getting something nice as a treat for a job well done! No crappy beer tonight, only the good stuff for Dante, Son of Sparda!
(A few minutes later, he's in a jail cell) DAMN YOU DANTEEEEEEE
(Suddenly, he kicks the wall, destroying it, and has all its stuff, and he runs out) IDK HOW I DID IT, BUT I DID, WHOOOOOO
OOC:HEY PAL! I WAS HERE FIRST AS DANTE!!