Count_Dracula (Level 9)

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Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

Battles » Zack & Cloud vs Zoro & Mihawk

@othus12 said:

zack died battling weaklings :/

He died facing an army of a thousand of shinras as well as missile firing helicopters best men during what could only be called a really bad week. I think he deserves a break there.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

Battles » Bass.EXE Vs Shadow The Hedgehog

Bass has a few moves that are essentially undodgeable, its not a simple win for shadow.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

Pokémon » If you were to had a Pokemon which one will be?

Absol, something about its pokedex entry makes me want one.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » You've Probably Already Guessed This...

@Superevil225: :( I've had a lot of fun rping with you and I hope we can do it more.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

Battles » Death the Kid (Soul Eater) vs Deathstroke (DC Comics)

Kidd, if for no other reason then because deathstroke's design will anger him.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » Underground Fighting in Osaka (UFO) ooc

@Kuma_From_Argentina: Posted with the proper account.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » Underground Fighting in Osaka

Medea felt like the rug had been pulled out from under her. The momentum of the fight had flipped completely, this had gone from an easy win to a difficult match. She this from the look in Gen's eyes, he was excited, euphoric even over discovering that he had an opponent that was a match for him. He smiled, declaring “This is what I was waiting for!” with a glee that bothered Medea. “Come at me sister let’s bathe in blood and bruises tonight” She had seen this all before, it was best described as blood lust. She went for the grapple anyway but it was disheartening. Of course that barely registered compared to her surprise when Gen suddenly sped up. Medea understood the tactic, if hitting the wall was the better alternative to getting hit by the opponent then it was worth the pain. It was a tactic she used to use herself. “Come on! I’m gonna knock your teeth out lady!” he shouted.

Medea almost smiled at that, there were very few forces that could damage a vampire's fangs. Gen unleashed another combination, much faster than the last one. To Medea up until this point it had felt like her opponent was moving in slow motion, now they were almost even. She blocked the first five punches but couldn't completely block the last one. It clipped her chin and the bandanna covering it went flying off, revealing Medea's fangs.

Parts of the crowd suddenly grew silent, Medea's identity as a vampire was revealed. She smiled, not even bothering to hide her fangs. She saw that Gen was preparing something else big, his body language was as big a give away as the energy he was gathering into his left arm. "Oh that simply will not due." she said, trying to stop herself from laughing. It was not anything Gen was doing that was making her laugh, she was just enjoying herself.

The combination that Gen had just let out would have most probably stunned a normal opponent, giving Gen time to charge up his finishing move. Using that combination on Medea has not earned him that time. She stuck his chest with her palm, wanting to send him flying towards the wall. It was her turn to change the momentum of the fight, she drew both of her knives and charged, the power of the Sandals of Hermes sending her flying towards him at near instantaneous speeds. She guessed that whatever kind of energy Gen was somehow based on his life force. Medea's intuitively knew that life force was transmitted by blood, so in order to stop him from completing the attack she had to make him bleed.

She slashed with knives that could cut through steel, aiming one at each shoulder. The wounds where intended to be shallow, after all she decided she liked this boxer and didn't want to do anything too permanent.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » Redo-The Last Gunslinger: Crow Cementerio

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: For you coming back after a while.

As far as suggestions go, your main choices for power advancement are increasing Crow's proficiency with his electric powers or giving him new weapons. I'd go with the former since the guns are a big part of his character.

As far as story goes, wouldn't Crow be in hiding since he still has issues with Kuro?

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » Redo-The Last Gunslinger: Crow Cementerio

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: *internet highfive*

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » First Battle

Even if he was not an unholy creature of the night the count would still have been blinded be the dragon's transformation. Being an unholy creature of the night made the light based attack the dragon followed up with much more painful. Not until he was flying towards the sky after getting kicked upward did his vision clear.

He straightened himself out and stopped his accent, he seemingly stood in the empty air looking down at his opponents. This new transformation had bathed the land in golden light, distorting the landscape around it. Dracula hated that aspect of light, perhaps he was biased but the cover of darkness to him was a much more comforting prospect than the exposure and distortion that came with light.

His cape began billowing even though there was no wind, an aura of dark flames surrounded him. He jumped from his nonexistent perch, flying downward and cutting a dark line in the golden sky. His target was the bright dragon, as he dove towards the dragon he had a strange thought; this move needed a name. He thought of one that he liked: Dark Comet.

(OOC: Sorry for taking so long)

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » First Battle

"This I like," the Count said to the retransformed dragon, parrying a slash from the massive greatsword. "Its a strange fact about fighting at our level, the sword is stronger than the nuke. Its good for you to learn." He felt the heat of the holy flame, it would certainly be a painful injury though he would regenerate, eventually. Still he had only been revived a few months ago and was not in the mood to go through another long regeneration. The combination between the two dragons was simple but elegant, a short range attack with a flaming sword and a long range burst of flame.

The count responded in kind, drawing his second weapon, a large black pistol loaded with explosive ammunition. The gun would have blown of the arm of any normal attempting to fire it. Dracula fired it with one hand at the other dragon. He couldn't actually fly but he kept himself in the air using a mixture of the recoil from his gun and the impacts caused by his sword fight. Then it struck him, here he was fighting two dragons hundreds of feet in the air with a sword and a pistol, he laughed in the joy at the insanity.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » A test of power (Medea vs Aoi endo)

Medea tried to keep Aoi back, she actually managed to hit him but his wound did not bleed and he grabbed her spear. "i dont know what you want, but if its my life i won't let you have it" the swordsman said. "you may have hurt my physical body, but now i will injure your spiritual realm, endo style: path to hades!" He took his opening and Medea was thrown back, clutching her chest. Her ribs had not broken but they may have been cracked, it was an impressive punch. She felt something else too, like some sort of energy had entered her body and then dispersed.

"Aoi that attack, its meant to damage the soul isn't it?" She asked, "But it didn't do that to me." It hurt, having complete confirmation of something she had long suspected. She laughed manically. "Well then, looks like we'll have to cut each other up properly." She stood up tall and used the Sandals of Hermes to float a few inches in the air. She needed her spear back and Aoi had a tight grip on it. She looked down the street and saw a fruit cart, it would have to do. She held her hand out, accelerated and decelerated very quickly. She found herself inside the broken fruit-cart, holding her spear and spitting out a very large bug. She wiped what had once been fruit out of her eyes. "Any orders ms.earpiece?"

She had no response.

"Well that's fun, I'm going to stick to hit and run attacks if its alright with you."

Still no response.

"The count is a bastard."

She got a powerful electric shock for her troubles.

"Good girl," she said, trying to clear her head. "That lie you told earlier was a bit too obvious. Now I suggest you stay out of this, I'll get the data the Count needs and then I'll handle someone who has made me very angry in the last few minutes.."

She could feel the fear coming through the earpiece. She was previously unaware that an intangible feeling could be felt over an electronic connection but apparently it could. Now back to the issue at hand. She moved at a speed she could actually control and floated within earshot of Aoi but well out of range of his blades. "Aoi I don't actually have anything against you. You seem to be alright, its just that the Count wants me to attack you and I have to obey him." Medea explained, "I won't take it personally if you cut me to bits."

Some part of her wished that her opponent would do the same. Not that it was likely, Aoi was much better at traditional close quarters combat. What she was doing next was an insane gamble, it required full awareness of her surroundings and near perfect reflexes. She flew very quickly towards the wall, a few stories up. She flipped at the last moment and made a perfect three point landing against the wall. This will be fun, she thought with a smile. She began pinballing off the walls and the ground, moving quickly all around Aoi, after twelve bounces she used the thirteenth to bounce towards Aoi, she slashed.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » First Battle

Perhaps a hotblooded punch to the snout was not the best idea, Dracula thought as his paralyzed body flew towards the ground. Lacking the ability to theatrically land on his feet the count had to settle for crashing unceremoniously into the ground. He stood up in his own crater, shaking of the paralysis that the electrically charged ice. The dragon had changed again, this time into massive colorful beast that also seemed to be at least partially mechanical. It flew to the sky, even with his excellent eyes the count could barely make out what it was doing, it seemed to be gathering energy of some sort. And it was becoming bigger, no it was getting closer.

He knew how attacks like this worked, there was always a massive release of some distructive energy, most probably fire. He was a little flattered that the dragon felt he was worthy of such an option but it was inconvenient; total annihilation was painful and took a long time to recover from, even for a vampire of his age and strength. He threw his sword at the smaller dragon's electric attack. "Don't worry I haven't forgotten about you." The electricity arced around the sword and flew in bright sparks towards the next most conductive thing, the metal projectiles the dragon had shot earlier. This fantastic arcing light show provided enough cover for his next move.

The attack landed creating a maelstrom of white fire, everything in the blast was completely annihilated, a large perfectly spherical crater scarred the land. Dracula was a in the air as a very singed bat. This escalated rather quickly, Dracula thought, I did not realize that I was fighting a contender for strongest being currently alive. I miscalculated. No one ever noticed a small black bat in the middle of a dark night, that was something Dracula had always used to his advantage. He was above the massive beast, he needed to ground it. He transformed and landed on its metallic back. All flying dragons had the same weakness, he slashed at its wings.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » First Battle

"Hello," the count said with a calculated smirk, "Just who are you and why are you here?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing." The dragon replied, launching projectiles at the count.

The count stood his ground and use his sword to deflect each one. The each dug into the ground at exactly the same angle at what would be the corners of a perfect pentagon. The count decided that this stunt was too theatrical even for him. "Oh yes pardon my manners, I am Count Dracula." The count said in an accent that was not exactly British, aristocratic was the correct word.

What he thought of as the flying dragon, thought that designation now applied to both of them, transformed again. This time the attack was ice based, though it was colder than any sort of naturally forming ice. The air itself froze, everything living in the ground died. Dead things stayed dead, the ice cracked and shattered. Dracula stood tall, bits of his flesh and clothing had actually frozen off. It was quickly regenerating,

"We want to know why you attacked us. We meant you no harm. But as since you did to us..." The sound seemed to come from everywhere, typical telepathy. "We do back to you..."

"Oh excellent it seems that you are intelligent as well." He was fully regenerated, he was no longer smirking. "To put it very simply I'm the owner of this land and as the owner I have a right to protect it against miscreants like you." Inwardly he was doing a quick character analysis. They both had a rather simple world view, if they were hurt they had a right to fight back. It must have made things simpler not having to worry about the alliances and politics that the count had submerged himself in. They were also very close companions, their relationship bordering on symbiotic. That was something the count could manipulate rather easily.

He had done his mission, he had seen the extent of their powers and understood their characters to the best of his ability, however he doubted the two of them would leave peacefully and even if they would have the count would have never permitted it. They had begun the battle, now they had to see it to the end. The telepathic dragon (for now a more unique designation) was the larger problem, he needed to neutralize it or at least force it to use a less widely ranged attack. He decided that the dragon needed to be grounded. He moved very quickly, first getting behind the dragons on then jumping up to their altitude. "Incidentally I never did get you names." He said before punching the telepathic dragon in the snout. He seemed to punch once but the sound of three impacts seemed to say otherwise.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » A test of power (Medea vs Aoi endo)

Medea was not surprised that he was able to dodge, her vampirically tinged aura was quite easy to detect and Apollo's bow was by no means subtle. She did not expect him to pick up a rock. She prepared to destroy the rock when her earpiece suddenly turned on. "Tank it" an emotionless female voice ordered.

She found the whole idea rather pointless but since this was an indirect order from the count she had to obey. The bow, sensing that it was not needed, vanished from her hands and she changed her stance so that the rock would hit the golden fleece. It hurt, she had tanked shots from actual tanks using this maneuver and it had felt nothing like this. She was thrown into the air, suddenly she realized why she was ordered to block the rock instead of destroying it. Her clothes had been provided by the count with instruction to not touch the wiring inside, whatever instrumentation was inside the coat was measuring the strength of the attack.

"Get rid of it," she was ordered. She gladly shifted her weight so that the rock flew into the sky. She was not sure but she could have sworn it had achieved escape velocity. She stood on the air high above the small city. "Fight at close range, do not use the daggers."

"Why? I could just snipe him from here." She replied. She got no response for a few seconds and then suddenly she was writhing in pain. The earpiece had started shocking her.

"I cannot hear anything you say." The earpiece informed her. "Hesitate to follow my orders and I will shock you."

Medea wiped the tears from her eyes and took out her spear. He would have probably dodged the arrows anyway. she assured herself as she rushed down towards Aoi. She saw them everywhere she looked, cameras in store windows, street corners and cell phones. The count wanted data on Aoi's fighting style and speed, he would get plenty. She landed near him, spear in front of her. "Aoi, if its of any interest to you my name is Medea." She attacked with a series of stabs, the most important thing was to not let Aoi inside her gaurd, his shorter blade and faster weapon would make quick work of her.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » Dracula's Bio

began work on medea's bio, its been long overdue

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » A test of power (Medea vs Aoi endo)

She ate her breakfast, brushed her teeth and sharpened her spear. Medea had expected a letter like this for month, it had been placed into her bag by some unknown servant of his, it contained a plane ticket, a note and a picture. So instead of spending her time in the cold, comforting solitude of Alaska she found herself on the other side of the world in an expensive hotel room overlooking a busy and crowded street. It was certainly considerate of the Count to provide her with such accommodations. She punched the mirror before leaving.

It was slightly harder to find the swordsman than it would have been just a few month's earlier. After the war caused by Newdeath nearly everyone carried some sort of weapon, be it pistol or sword. Still the aura that this mysterious Aoi endo was putting out was easy enough to track, mantra it was called, some component that was in every human soul but especially strong in his. Not something I would know about, Medea thought bitterly.

She found the man walking in the streets near several bars. She did not hesitate, the Bow of Apollo appeared in her hand, she aimed an fired an arrow, firing the power of the sun itself at the symbol on Aoi's back.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » First Battle

The rocket had done its job, it prodded the dragons into acting. Interestingly the less humanoid one transformed into an entirely different, much larger, dragon. The flying dragon sent some sort of air attack at him, he waited until the last possible moment before dodging. The dust cloud cleared and Dracula stood his sword drawn and his cape billowing dramatically. Ever the theatrical one he continues to do this, waiting until the last possible moment to dodge both of their attacks. Beings with long range, high frequency, high power attacks were difficult to deal with alone, however two of them working together actually made things easier. He just had to position himself correctly. He started running in a spiral, deftly avoiding attacks and getting closer to the humanoid on the ground. He jumped, making a large slash with his sword. It was a very easy move to dodge but it had served its purpose. Now he was very close to the one that had shot fire, too close for the flying dragon to fire another air blast. "Hello," the count said with a calculated smirk, "Just who are you and why are you here?"

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

RPG » First Battle

@TheBlackDragonz: Dracula never liked unknown quantities and yet the massive power being released here was certainly an unknown. He knew very little about the abilities of the being that had created such shock waves and more importantly he knew nothing of its character. The servant who reported the power surge ran to meet his master. "Report."

"Yes Master," the Romani servant said, kneeling before the count, "From what I can tell this surge of power is elemental in nature, I couldn't get closer since much of it is fire based."

"I see, excellent report. I shall deal with this my self, stay a safe distance away and record what happens." Dracula ordered, walking towards the site of the surge.

"You're dealing with this personally?"

"This is my domain, how else should I deal with this?" Dracula asked. "By sitting on my throne and sending servants to their deaths?"

"I meant nothing of the sort."

"Very good, now stay out of the way." Dracula continued walking, leaving his servant speechless behind him. The being had chosen an isolated lowland area to release its power, the count surmised that it was for training purpose. It was a new moon but even in the near total darkness Dracula saw the being or in this case beings clearly. Dragons, that was immensely surprising since Dracula himself had been present when the last on had been slain.

Now how best to approach the situation? Diplomacy was one of his talents but not one he care to indulge in. Sword fighting was also a possibility but he decided against it, he did not want to engage at close range until he knew what he was dealing with. He needed to prod the dragon, get a rise out of him while still maintaining a safe distance. The answer was simple. He quietly drew a sigil upon the dirt, a small portal appeared and out of it rose his weapon. Ever since he had entered the modern world he had been meaning to test it.

The dragon was in his sights, he pulled the trigger. The RPG-32 fired, propelling a rocket directly at the dragons.

Post by Count_Dracula (63 posts) See mini bio Level 9

Battles » Sora (Kingdom Hearts) vs Vash the Stampede (Trigun)

I'll give this to sora for his greater speed and mobility, the guy is fast enough to block Sephiroth so I'd assume he can handle Vash's gun. Sora has fought bosses that use lasers before so I don't think he would have trouble with the angel arm. This is all based on anime knowledge of vash.

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