Originally posted by Darth Extecute"the sword" john muttered, looking at the sword.."the soul edge...it talks to you..it tells you what you think you want...it asks for something that doesn't exist" he continued, switching to telepathy
"Because you are tall, does not mean I'm short" Nightmare frowned, running the sword into the ground, supporting his weight against it and observing John, as well as the others. "Your 'friend' is excused, but his renegade tongue could get him into... trouble" Nightmare said, pausing. He laid his hand over the eye of the sword "I have a feeling you know more of the sword than it seems" He said, turning his burning gaze at John.Nightmare could feel the force of dark magic flow trough the sword and into the body of himself. The voice, that Nightmare had heard so many times before, echoed in his mind. The voice was not led by telepathy, nor contact of mind or a simple voice. The streaming of the voice reached beyond what any magician could ever understand. The voice spoke as if it was nothing, yet everything. That it was everywhere, meanwhile nowhere. A voice only him, and maybe the reaper, if focusing hard enough could hear.
"An immortal soul, the wretched undead has. What you seek, in him might be found. Siegfried, we might have found what you have searched since ancient times. The answer. The answer of your past and the beginning of your future. Wait patiently, fight him in the arena and claim what is rightfully yours. Claim his soul!"
The voice, the sound, it seized to be heard for Nightmare, who placed the hand over his forehead and closed his eyes tight. Every time the edge spoke to him, it felt like his mind crumbled into tiny pieces. Nightmare, barely capable of standing after the communication, held tight to the sword as support, not to fall to the ground. His legs felt weak, almost like fluid. His arms felt like clay. For a moment, he felt like a normal human being, who just ran a marathon at full speed, without rest. The feeling always returned, when the sword provided him energy and information. After a few minutes, he would get back to normal. Until then, he felt like clay.
Growling, he looked around himself at those near him "First one to laugh, will go to sleep one head short" He hated being in his currently weak state, but the one thing that pissed him of more, was those that thought he was harmless during the weakened state.
::JAcope X looked at all of them, watching the whole dispute over nothing really. He thought of it like that due to the fact that the whole thing started because of nightmare and another giving out there own personal comment. Who looked up at both Nightmare and John and then straight at Jessy and clyde::
Originally posted by g00dbye-kiss
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::But who is she?::
"DONT illuminate me, reaper! You have no idea what the edge can, has and will do for me. Try to imagine it. Then multiply it with infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what it is that I have within my hands" Nightmare growled, taking support of the sword and getting upright, standing straight with his back. He took the sword out of the ground and placed it over his back. "Now, excuse me.." He paused "Even if you don't excuse me, I'm taking my leave.. I have.. things.. to deal with" He said quietly, feeling how his mutated arm was pounding. He needed some time alone with the edge.
"The reaper. He wants to take me. He wants to take the Soul Edge away from you" The sound echoed within the head of Nightmare, as he walked away from the group. His fists clenched, as he turned and watched John a final time, before continuing his walk. Passing Jacope X, he gave out a growling noise, frowning a bit. He could not wait to tear and read the soul of that mortal.
Originally posted by MadMel
john watched nightmare go, shaking his head.."hes way too paranoid" he concluded..
"Yeah...But it's nothing new. Here's something strange though, I'm actually beginning to become impatient. That's not like me. That sword of his though...it's got to go. I don't care if getting rid of it counts as a kill or not, it has taken too many souls from their rightful resting place. I've got to get rid of it when Nightmare and I fight. And there are only two things standing between me and him facing each other in battle: The time limit and the no-killing rule. You and Jacope have already advanced to the next round. I just hope I'm not the odd man out." Ice said to John as he watched the two fighters going at it and wondering if he would be up next or not.
Originally posted by MadMel
john laid a hand on ice's shoulder..
"you wont have him next, as he has already advanced..besides, im better equipped against him" john summoned his scythe.."lets see how well the soul edge works against soul harvest"
Ice looked at John as if John didn't hear every word he said. "I know I'm not going to face him next. But I may face him if I manage to advance. And it'as not about being better equipped. You of all people should know that in the line of combat, equipment doesn't matter at all. You can be better equipped against everybody else and yet still lose a fight. Take my word for it. I went up against a man who had nothing to fight with but a knife and I lost to him twice in a row. Jacope probably knows who I'm talking about, he had to save me from that man the second time he beat me."
::Jacope X just looked at nightmare float away. He was very intimidating but he would never let any form or person scare him. He wondered about him. He wondered if the Nightmare person would be his next opponent, but he really believed John should be the one to face nightmare. He turns around to Ice and John and walked over to them:
Jacope X: John I must ask you something........Do you know him at all?
"not personally" john answered.."but i have seen him before"..he turned back to ice.."your right..better equipment doesn't usually mean anything..the is one of the few cases it it does...soul harvest is perhaps one of five weapons in the in the universe that could withstand the edge's full power, and im lucky enough to be the only person who can use it"
Originally posted by Baby Bear
Clyde looks down at jessy. He was trying to think up a excuse for not being around when jessy needed him to. He found a suitable excuse that was rather true instead of false."I had to get a lot of sunlight. I need to stay strong."Clyde responded.
Clyde looked down at his arm and nodded his head yes. Clyde took a deep breath and smiles. "The sun is my strength. I use it to rejuvenate power to make me summon a powerful attack that I know I will need in my battle."
Clyde turned his head at jessy."Im not human. Im a homonculus. Im plant bearer. I control plants that are exotic like roses. Don't worry Im not the gay type that uses roses. Im the tough type that uses man-eater plants."
"Well thats my power."
Originally posted by MadMel
"not personally" john answered.."but i have seen him before"..he turned back to ice.."your right..better equipment doesn't usually mean anything..the is one of the few cases it it does...soul harvest is perhaps one of five weapons in the in the universe that could withstand the edge's full power, and im lucky enough to be the only person who can use it"
Ice made a jesture toward Nightmare and replied, "Not the only one. You saw what I saw; Nightmare knows how to harvest souls too."
Originally posted by MadMel
"yea, but unlike him, i send them somewhere" john said..."he uses them for his own purposes...but still, hes not doing any [b]real harm, not on a universal scale, at least...we let the likes of him have their fun...until, of course, they show up in a tournament" [/B]
Ice nodded and replied, "Well then, best of luck to which of us ends up fighting him. I have a feeling that we'll be needing it for once."