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[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He sighed, looking down at the picture in the locket on his necklace. So he'd probably need it after all. He rubbed his thumb over it, the locket beginning to leak a black smoke, some circling over his head while the other materialized as his sword. He tilted his crown to the side once it had formed, "Do you know what this is turtle?" He asked with a wicked smile.

[Huntress]

"I have a feeling you'll tell me anyway." Runni said with a shrug of his shoulders.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled, "Nah. I have a feeling you already know" he said calmly.

[Huntress]

"Then shall we continue?" He asked.

(I have year nine yearly's, might be a bit before I reply.)

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< Thats fine. Kinda sucks that Maveric isnt here. I hope he doesnt get mad at me or you for having someone else play his characters >>

He giggled quietly, swinging his sword to both sides, scraping the floor with the tip and laughing as it cut into the ground. He lunged forward, ice beginning to climb up the sword.

[Huntress]

"An elemental strike, how bland." Runni said, a black field enveloping the space around him.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He rolled his eyes, "No, an atom splitting attack" he smiled crazily as the tip of his sword glowed brightly, the energy around it dimming as it was sucked into a black looking circle at the edge of his sword. He giggled when the ball grew larger and larger until finally exploding, throwing him backwards slightly, but the ball itself zoomed towards Runni at an amazing speed. And because it was casted by his sword, it couldnt be stopped by basic reaper abilties like slowing time.

[Huntress]

As the ball contacted the field Runni made it shattered, but he had already left it as a decoy. He stood behind him now with a sword at the back of his opponents neck.

"Consider all possibilities." he said as Runni lowered the sword and flash stepped in front of him again.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled, "This is fun. We should do this more often" he smiled crazily. I could always make more clones.. Or rip a hole in time and space... But dad would probably have a freak out. he thought before holding up his sword, dragging it against the ground in a circle around himself, a reddish glow raising from that line and around him and his own sword. "Ok mr.smarty pants, do you know what this is?" He asked, reffering to the force field around him.

[Huntress]

"Should I?" Runni asked, the house had been creating detailed reviews on all the moves he had been using and was currently compromising an entire description on the move which was sent as information straight to Runni.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled, "Uhmmmm... Maybe? No? Yes?" He smiled wide, "This forcefield is something I call thorns. Whatever you attempt to do to me, hurts you. And whatever I attempt to do to you, hurts me." He said, folding his arms.

[Huntress]

"So it reverses the effect of what ever traverses its path?" Runni asked as clarification, realising the problem this would cause.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He nodded, "Yup" he said, giggling as he planned his own attack.

[Huntress]

"Then prepare for my attack." He said as he began healing his opponent, since the field reversed it's effect it would hurt him instead.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< Well actually, it reverses the effects, mirroring them onto the other person. I probably should have elaborated on that >>

[Huntress]

(Well then he hurts himself which is reflected onto your character?)

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< that would mean that they would have to be wearing the same shield. The point is that they have to find out a way to hurt each other without hurting themselves. So that can include mental breakdowns and... Oh my god this is so complicated. Well yea. Its basically a master manipulater against a master manipulater. >>

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< Actually, something that could be interesting. What if they indirectly yet directly attacked each other? Inflicting pain on each other in various ways and using the others weakness against them. Like say, if my character had a metal allergy and your character cut himself with a metal bar it would only affect the opponent. >>

[Huntress]

(Okay then)

Runni smiled, "I think I'll borrow huntresses ability." He said as he extended his hand.

"Time referral." He called out as a surge of energy entered the room and a similar field appeared Runni himself.

(If you want an explanation of the ability 'time referral' I'll give it to you)

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< Okay, before we get confused, the properties of this field are, if one person hurts themselves it heals the other and vice versa. Or if one of the opponents hurts themselves it hurts the other. Which one would you like? >>

[Huntress]

(You said the field mirrors the effect, healing one would instead heal the other and hurting one would hurt the other. Since they both know this yet may as well stop both fields though.)

(And are you sure your okay with not being told how time referral works)

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< Oh, and yes, if thats alright I'd like to know what that means. So the properties would consist of one healing themself and healing the other and one hurting themself while hurting the other. Okay. Seems easy enough to understand. >>

[Huntress]

(Time referral is designed to traverse the time line, pulling points from the past and future into the present. Since reapers grasp of abilities are lessened this allows them to use an ability that happened or will happen in the near vaccinity of their current location and allow them to use it them self. It refers through time to use abilities itself)

(Since your person used his ability in the past, Time referral allowed Runni to use it since it was in close proximity to where he was at the time)

(Did that explain it well enough?)

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

<< Yes, I believe so. Sorry I'm asking all of the questions, I just dont want any misunderstandings. >>

He pouted, "You done stole my awesomeness" he scoffed before bursting out into laughter and taking a knife out, cutting his own palm to test the effects.

[Huntress]

Runni calm rose his hand and inspected it before turning it to reveal a red cut along his palm, blood trickling out.

"Thanks for testing it." Runni said before bombarding himself with destructive magic and his opposition with benificial magic.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled and thought for a moment before taking his sword and stabbing it straight through his chest. It was a powerful blow, it even hurt him to some extent, considering who it was made by.

[Huntress]

Runni's magic froze in it's assault as he pulled down the field that was on him as he turned to look at Loki.

"Fighting the generals one on one is too easy for him, fighting them altogether I believe will result in the same effect. I suggest giving the commander a go." Runni suggested, he hadn't lost the fight but calculated that if it were to continue it was only a matter of time.

Loki nodded as Runni left in a puff of black smoke. Shortly after a patch of purple ground appeared as Trula ascended, she too was a reaper but seemed to take on the form of an eleven year old.

Her hair was violet and extended to her waist and her figure was slender. Her clothes looked like a school uniform with a skirt and short sleeves shirt.

It is a known fact reapers strength increases when they use their scythes but Trula had never even seen her own, not wanting to use it ever since her creation which was so long ago.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He raised an eyebrow, releasing the force field and leaning on his own sword, "Well arent you the dreamy one." He giggled to himself.

[Huntress]

"Posture is on the negative, seems a little arrogant. Signs of high power levels. If I'm commanding this guy he'll need a tighter leash." Trula said, directing the last sentence at Loki as she examined her subject. She's considered the teacher though very few pass her final exam.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He rolled his eyes, "Looks like a sixteen year old with a flat chest and a bad additude. Doesnt take fairly to compliments and seems to have a stick up her ass" he laughed to himself.

[Huntress]

"At least he's observant." Trula said as a sword materialised in her hand, causing Loki to snicker a little.

"Time for your test." Trula said as she looked at him, a slight portion of her vast energy slipping out to the nearby atmosphere.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He tilted his crown to the side, smiling wide, "OoOh what kind of test?" He asked, giggling.

[Huntress]

"Draw." She said, not I sign of humour on her face. Her opinion of you is wether you enter or not, she's the third highest in the command chain after all.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He raised an eyebrow, "Draw?" He stood up straight, his curiosity peaked.

[Huntress]

"Draw your weapon." Trula clarified, not amused in the slightest and considering failing him right there.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled at his own joke, sighing and unsheathing his weapon, getting into the right stance. Or at least the stance he had learned from the royal guard at hell's castle. "You know, for a reaper, you dont have much of a sense of humor" he said as he pressed a button on his locket discreetly.

[Huntress]

"Reapers don't require emotion to perform their job, I see you were trained by hell's castle royal gaurd. What's the locket do?" She asked, he could have been as discreet as possible but she has her eyes trained to notice the smallest of movements.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He buried it in his shirt, "It does a number of things. Calls upon my father. Sheaths my crown and sword. And a sort of custom feature I added myself. It takes videos of my fights. So if I do happen to lose I can critique myself." He murmured, tilting his head.

[Huntress]

"Wise." Trula said as she replicated herself across the room, 47 copies in all.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He stared across the room at the clones. Was she a part of these clones... Or not. Perhaps she was spectating. He would assume that. He suddenly slammed the sword to the ground, sending tremors and shockwaves into it and forcing the very ground to lift like a wave and crash into the clones violently.

[Huntress]

All the clones leapt up, basically riding the wave into the air before creating small platforms to leap off of and straight at him.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He dashed in a circle as fast as he could, creating a tornado of sorts and trapping them within it, slamming any of them that had unfortnately been caught up in it, into the wall harshly.

[Huntress]

As they slammed into the wall the disappeared in a cloud of smoke and reappeared on the other side to land and fade into one being who brought out a clipboard and seemed to take notes before drawing her weapon again.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He glanced at her and readied his weapon, "Aw, I kinda liked seeing you wherever the hell I looked" he giggled before running forwards, splitting the sword in half into two katanas and throwing one of them, keeping in mind that he was the only one who could actually use its powers. He really only needed her to get the tiniest of cuts from it. Meanwhile, he had cloned himself four times in nearly half a second, each clone running in different directions.

[Huntress]

Trula looked at her sword as she side stepped around the one he threw, taking down more notes as she did so. You can learn a lot from watching a fight but being in it gave the best experience.

A new sword form in her hand as she readied herself for his next attack.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

All four appeared at each side of her, each swyping towards her in a horizantal manner.

[Huntress]

Trula rose her arm and for a moment seemed to have four separate arms as she parried all four strikes before returning to just having to arms and spinning, striking the stomach of each one as once again it seemed she had multiple limbs.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled, watching closely and striking down, having taken place above her as he sliced a small cut in her cheek, immediately imparing her of senses for thirty seconds.

[Huntress]

from the cut in her cheek a black mist expanded and covered her entire body, it had been a decoy. she appeared across the room, once more taking notes.

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), {{ •°=Satan=°• }}]

He giggled, licking his lips as he thought of a plan.