Drama fight: Geno vr Draven

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::Rules:: Just about anything can be used here though try to use things your character have, otherwise just give the other person a heads up.

No need to actually list anything, like your jutsu, item or weapon.

This thread has a maximum of 20 posts. (10 for me and 10 for my opponent)

The winner of the fight is not who actually defeats the other guy (which is predetermined already) but who wins is a judge comes in declare who was the most creative, storyteller, dramatic and so on in this thread as the winner.

Judge: unknown at this time of post.


There is a rumor that been making waves recently in the area. According to the gossip from the townsfolk, there is a powerful vampire living in the nearby castle. From the rumors, he would terrorize the women at night, especially virgin females. He supposedly has sharp fangs and uses them to bite women in their neck and drink their blood. They also say that armies and vampire slayers for decades have and failed to slay it. He could move mountains with his mind and create illusions. At some point, he supposedly vanished from thin air for some unknown reason. Some people say he made his way to hell and ruled over it. Some say he went to heaven and took the throne there to become the new god. The rumors mix to say he split his soul in two and did both at the same time.

Now, he is back and out for blood for the innocent and virgins. A man with bright red hair dressed in a business suit with a number of weapons on his person makes his way to the vampire castle. He is not sure how true of the rumors are or even if there is really a vampire that exists for that matter. In truth, this is a first of its kind of request, slaying a vampire? Using his company, he has taken down many monsters and made many weapons, but slaying a vampire that has the power of a god is a new one. Even though he doesn’t personally believe in vampires, he decided to check it out. Even if I just go inside, walk around and report nothing is there I still get paid, he told himself as he accepted the job. Finally, he reached the suppose vampire castle.


From Blight eyes, the castle is more ancient than any bone left in the soil. The old castle stood on a rugged slop with a moonlit sky. The walls stand mute, water from the moat awaits the call of the wind to ruffle and move as a molten glass of deepest green. Grey stone rises from the land, unapologetic and bold to defy entrance and protect what has been entrusted to their care. Below the uneven patches of grass are arrowheads of old, hilts of broken swords and armor that failed to protect. Blight rubs his chin, questioning that maybe some truth to the stories. The executive of Merchant guild inc stands in the pale light and approaches the entrance of the castle.

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[Draven]

Godric the ancient one, master of manipulation, old bones, and tower of darkness. He sat his throne near the entrance. A long hall stretched out before him. His servants present and beckon at any call, hiding in the corners of the main hall. A table sat there with his nest, his own coven of vampires. Though they are but whelps, not an ounce of strength in any. A forlorn face fallen over the dark one.

To taste the richness of blood, to find the panacea to quell his hunger. To reach for the one whom would feed his addiction. That was his goal, already reaching the heights of his power he sat on his throne. Behind him a wall of trophies as living beings within stasis pods. Hoses connected to each filtering to tanks that slowly grow with the crimson fluid of their victims. Lining the walls of the hall, barrels, to try and intensify the flavor of the life giving fluid.

Godric sat atop his throne as murmurs and whispers creep into his mind. He was connected mentally with every living thing in his castle, even inanimate objects that for the most part have no real voice. But his power vase, even with a simple blade of grass, he could hear their thoughts as if taking with an old friend.

They would say, "Someone is coming, they are at your door step.". They would say "They approach, shall we invite them in?" The question rung through his mind. And Godric grinned a toothy grin. It seemed someone was tapping upon deaths door, something he was most envious of. To truly live is but to kiss the cheek of the devil. He took in a breath and sent out a mental message to all.

"Clear the hall. I am to entertain some guests." his voice boomed inside the minds of all whom are in his caste, save for the intruders knocking at his gates. "Clear the hall, for I am to stretch my wings." he commanded his subjects. "Clear the hall, CLEAR the hall, CLEAR THE HALL!!" his mental voice a whale of a roar within the minds of all around. Thus, in a flash the hall was cleared. "and lower the bridge..." and his will was done.

Outside as they passed by the grass, the vegetation, the vines creeping on the walls. Even the tools of fallen warriors spoke to Godric of these interlopers. They had already rung the alarm. The drawbridge lowering, as only but a few seemed to be entering. Godric... Waiting...in the hall, atop his throne. The smell of fresh blood tickling his nose, as he grinned a toothy grin.

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The red hair man stand in front, he gazes at the bridge being lower in front of him. He rubs his chin as he frowns watching it lower in front of him. “A devil welcoming?” Inside, he can hear someone yelling, but he’s not sure what it is saying exactly. He mutters something underneath his breath as he walks across the bridge. The man is alert the entire time, his eyes darts around; his hair is sticking up at the ends. Muttering in the sounds of whisper fills the hallway, he can’t make out what they’re saying exactly but just small pieces like “he’s going to die”. The air inside the epic castle is stale and stiff. He can taste metal in the air as he roams inside.

“So, there’s something in here,” he clicks his tongue inside his mouth as he frowns until he reached the throne room. The man is on guard even more than before as he reaches into his inner pocket and grabs a kunai. “What this stench of blood?” He looks up ahead to a small stairway to find some sort of monster on top. Once his eyes take a glance at the beast on top, he moves into a fighting pose. His legs are apart, one arm is extended out and the other close to his hip.

“So, the rumors of a monster living here does exist.” His eyes don’t leave the vampire for a second. However, the red hair man is no stranger misfortune. “My bad luck strikes again.” Sweat drips down his forehead as he doesn’t dare to make a move just yet. Instead, his feet slowly inches forward as he looks for some sort of opening to give him an advantage. “Hmp, its good thing I’m a monster myself.” Although Blight goes a great deal to hide his monster side through his clothing, the only thing he can’t hide is his eyes which are pure black and looks close to that of a fly.

[Draven]

Godric stood up suddenly, his arms wide, a sing song tone plastered the ceiling as his voice projected, "Come lament in your demise. For death is upon they, and he is hungry!"

Godric of course would target the merchant , with a long finger pointed his way. "I have told the blacksmith, his Daughter was bought and paid for!" he then pointed to the stasis pod just above his throne. "You Make her Weep with your presence." he roared at him. Godric's presence of intimidation flexing toward the merchant. A note of chakra crackling in the air as he sent waves of it toward the merchant. Unnerving, intimidation, and intensifying the fear to it's first level. "Leave else I claim a higher price!" The chakra carrying with it a form of fear. A mid level mind affecting challenge to overcome. But an overpowering presence could be felt for sure.

The Ire of the vampire only raising as he turns his attention back for a second time. The red hair only but inflaming his own rage. Such disgusting respect toward the Lord of this land. "And you, his servant. But pennies for your life, for I will run you dry!" he shouted at the fly man. Godric's own eyes flared stark white as the Hyuuga blood pumped into the vein of his temple. Furthermore a Technique called Nankan increasing his movements, a blur of his hands as he took a swift bow.

"May I only gift you with my gratitude, a prayer before a feast." And thus as a curse was triggered. Symphony of the Night! Godric raised up and towered in his 8 foot form. 8 other figures of Godric moving away from the original. His personal guard of illusionary clones stepping down the gilded stoop of his throne. Each a copy of the original, each had a smell to it, a taste to it, each footstep heard, each even had the body temperature of the original, and each could even be felt in tactile sense. This infinite mirrors or sorts, his 8 walking toward the two.

They all went off into a sprint, each one pulling a katana from their fully stocked multi weapon holster at their hip. Each one poised for the first strike. Though they were just mere illusions. A medium difficult one to disbelieve. Each would get within striking distance of the fly man, each conducting but a simple strike with the blade. Nothing fancy, just to test Mr. Aragami's prowess.

(If you want to get into rolls, DC is 28 for each. But I don't mind if you auto disbelief or not. Either way build the story!)

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As the vampire open his arms wide and begin singing of Blight demise, he had an easy refute. “The only one here is going to meet their demise is you, vampire!” He reaches into his jacket and grabs two objects. Despite the rumors, he did come somewhat prepare against a vampire. The first object is a cross as he holds it up and faces it toward the vampire. The second object is pure garlic, both objects are known weaknesses to vampires. “Your weaknesses been known, with these two objects I have nothing to fear from you.” Under his breath, he mutters he should of came during the day. Well, according to legend, they only come out at night and he didn’t really believe it. If he had known it was real, then during would have been optional.

The vampire appears to take little interest to his anti-vampire weapons as he points to a pod above his throne to a young girl. First, he throws the garlic at the vampire as one last attempt to see if it works against him, if it fails, he just toss the cross to the ground since it would also be useless against him. “Sorry, but I’ve hire to defeat you. Your claim is worthless to me, vampire. Your life will end today and I’ll return that woman to her home!” As the vampire releases his chakra, Blight takes a few steps back and then hold his ground. He doesn’t fear the vampire, he master the art of being immune to such things. However, his chakra level is comparable to his own; the pressure was enough push him back a bit.

Blight releases his own chakra aura to counter back, proof that hs is no ordinarily monster as well. The vampire eyes change, the color and the veins around his eye is something he counters before in the past. He once came across a main branch Hyuuga who did the same thing, but could it be they’re same? “Perhaps this just a battle of a man and fly,” he mutters to no one but himself. Blight flinches as the vampire movements became blur, confuse blight wonder if it was some trick or was it pure speed. His hand grips his kunai tightly in preparation of taijutsu fight.

Suddenly eight new vampires appear, taking the appearance of the vampire itself. “What this, does he know how to make clones of himself?!” Blight changes to his thermal eye lens, even there he can see them having a body temperature compared to the original. “So, maybe that how he conquer heaven and hell at the same time?” Although his tone was light, he’s not sure now how much of the rumors are a rumor. Underneath Blight clothing is a thick fly fur, his fur allows him to sense and dodge just about any taijutsu, but yet they weren’t picking up anything from these illusions. Confused, Blight moves his body into his divine reflex fighting style to dodge and sway around their attacks. If the blow came downward slash, he sways to the right or left and move behind it. If the slash came straight across, he ducks underneath and moves behind it. Blight then in between blow from the eight send a counter strike to them. His strikes would hit their sides, their throats, and their heads. “Why isn’t my fur working here?!”[/b As he dodges and counters attack the illusions, this question continues to pop in his head.

[Draven]

Godric smirked. The illusions were doing their job. But of course, he commanded them. Sure the damage may not get through but they continued to strike again and again without fail in a ring around this Crimson haired intruder. But the real trick of it came...

A fly trap... The illusions would divided. In fact they were not even attempting to evade attacks. As soon as one was struck, rather than spill blood it would divide into two. From 8 their were now 11 all circling the fly man, all slashing at him. "HAHAHA! Fool, your doomed to be my supper." he cackled. The illusions would cackle with him as they continued their assault in the same pattern.

Now to increase the fire and sear the meat, the Ancient one thought to himself. Raising a hand into the air and a glint of chakra sparked to life. A yellow sword made completely of chakra started to grow, "AND YOU SHALL BE YET ANOTHER TROPHY ON MY WALL!!!" he yelled as he pointed the Chakra sword at this low life mercenary scum.

"And if from the heavens themselves..." he went on as he extended the chakra sword. It ripped through the air, aimed right for the Fly man. The surge of power tiers to the maximum class. The damage would be comparable to the heights of ninjutsu class. Yet there was worse to come should events unfold.. "LIKE LIGHTNING!!!"

Should the chakra sword pierce, it would inflict heavy damage of an S class teaching.

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Ooc: Don’t forget garlic and cross, lmao.

Blight attacks hit their mark each time as he strikes. However, the clones are not trying dodge, nor are there any blood. His defenses are not even activating in any of their attacks, from his sand to his fly hair. As he strikes, more would be brought before him. Blight start putting everything together inside his head, none of his defenses are working and there is no blood when he strikes but instead more as if they’re infinite. “There is no way they’re real” he mutters to himself.

Just as he starts to believe it, the illusions begin to disappear around him. “That is it! They’re just illusions!” As the vampire roars and sends a lightning strike toward Blight, his eyes begin darting around the room to somehow counter the attack and stop it. In his panic, he reaches for a chair nearby and throws it into the direction of the attack to stop it. The chair is nothing more than wood and cheap metal.

His sand moves underneath his clothing to shield him on it own will. The lightning destroys the chair and then BAM! The attack had hit Blight square into the chest, knocking him off his feet and onto the ground. He lies on the ground for a moment motionless. A small amount of smoke rises from his body where he has been hit with a smoldering black color on his chest. He groans in pain, his sand had protected from the attack but the surprise attack had taken him off guard.

Slowly, he rises to his feet with his face in full frown towards the vampire. His hand clenches into a fist. “Alright vampire, now I’m mad!” His wings ascend from his back and through the holes of his jacket. “You can have the lord of the land.” Blight begins hovering in the air as he stares at the vampire. “I’ll take the air!” Suddenly he is zipping in the air of the large room, moving at blinding speed, 100mph to be more exact, making him the fastest air monster and the fastest creature alive.

He zips to striking range of Godric and begins striking him with kicks and slashes of his kunai. His strikes aren’t some untrained attack, they’re an attack technique that allows him to strike up to 16 times. His kunai made of a special material that deals lightning damage. “Begone THOT!”

Ooc: sand shield can block up to s+b rank of damage.

[Draven]

Godric's Chakra sword was ineffective. The extended sword angled as it was deflected from the sand shield. The ancient vampire angled it back to the Fly Man. Again it bounced of. Over and over again the chakra sword was angled back trying to lace up the intruder. But alas to no avail.

The Fly man rose, and the Vampire frowned a disappointed look. Letting the chakra sword fade in his hand. "YOU VILE WRETCH" Barked Godric. As his opponent rose from the very ground even.

As the Crimson haired mercenary rose form the ground so to did the Vampire. Wings of the soul, one could say. Godric was airborne and could fly just as perfect. "You think you can simply kill me. With what that toothpick." As Blight charged forward, Godric flung his Multi weapon holster in a spin toward his opponent.

"You shall BLEED!" The irate ancient vampire once again roared. The weapons inside the multi weapon holster, all tweenty katanas flung out. In a technique known to the most adapt Santoryu user.

They would surround the fly but 5 meters away from Godric. With a welling of chakra he activated the first Hiraishin seal. Teleporting to one of the Katanas, Godric grabbed it and struck hard.

Not wasting any time, Godric did the same trick twice, teleporting to another Katana and striking, this time on the fly mans left. And again from above, and again from below, A fight from the front, then a final from the back.

At the end of it Godric held six katanas, three in each hand, as in a claw manner. As he was already within striking range, and the Crimson haired one lashed out, Godric would swing his arms in a criss cross manner, over under. This was very much so an attack and defense type maneuver. Sweeping away strikes while the weapon itself bared down upon this thing....

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The vampire has taken flight and so did the vampire while flinging his weapon holster towards him. The holster splits into 20 new weapons. Blight eyes opened in surprise, it not something he expected from a vampire to use. But that wasn’t even the end of it, the ancient vampire disappear right before Blight eyes, only a few techniques is able to do that to his eyes. In that same moment, the ancient vampire appear again, grabbing his katana and tries to strike at Blight. His black sand moves out of underneath his clothes and blocks the attack. “Vampire, you can’t defeat my perfect defense!”

The vampire attack doesn’t stop as he continues to teleport to different katana to strike at Blight in different angles. However, his sand blocks each one, if any of them were able to cut through, his fly fur let him predict their movement of direction and dodge out of the attack. Blight watches the vampire movement carefully as if he’s waiting for something.

While being so near Blight aura, the vampire mind is suffering. Just as the ancient vampire releases his final attack to his shield, Blight does the same. He releases a famine like an aura that will cause him to have an intense hunger and thirst. From there, Blight opens his hand while facing toward the vampire to release a force energy that pushes him away and into a wall. “

Ooc: From aura of misfortune, you take a -5 to your saves. For famine, 10 + 2 per Class Level + Indomitable Fortitude or become fatigued. You can roll it, take it all or have it affect you whatever you feel creative.

[Draven]

Godric took the full force of the aura. He could feel his hunger snap into existence. Not since he was young Neonate had he felt such starvation of thirst. Though he was not without wits, as he instantly erected a force wall to counter the push.

Yet his hunger compelled him to take the quickest route. So rather than sink his teeth into this fly man, he aimed toward the blacksmith's daughter within the stasis pod above his throne. With a violent speed and power the katana was thrown. It soared through the air and pierced through the glass, shattering it. Worse yet should this weapon not be stopped it would also piece the women in her chest.

Godric teleported over to that Katana, pulled it from the pod. Lunging his hand into the pod he grabbed the women by her neck and pulled with a similar violence as before. Drawing his teeth upon the women's neck, a mix of pain and terror was heard. The women was within her death thralls as Godric drank deeply.

The feeling did not go away, yet Godric kept drinking to drain every last drop he could. This was a bad place for a vampire to feel famine. All those living blood bags within stasis pods were sure to die if he was not stopped.

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A smirk had grown on the edges of Blight lips despite the force energy attack was counter with a force energy wall. The push force energy collides with the wall and scatters like water hitting a wall. Then, it simply disappears as if it never existed in the first place. The wall of force is something Blight knows, no matter how much he pours into it, it will never break. A slight clicking sound heard from Blight as he clicks his tongue.

Obviously, he was affected by Blight attack to cause his hunger to grow out of control but instead of going for Blight, it turns its attention to the helpless girl within the pod. This was not planned as Bligh feels his heart pounding inside his chest hard in panic. Everything will go seriously wrong if he allows the vampire to drink from her. The vampire lifts his sword in a throwing position. “Drop that sword vampire!” By using the power of curse and luck, Verum Fatis and Squirming Grip. The vampire sword will drop to the ground and will scatter closer to Blight.

”By the curse of the fly, I command touching that girl to be Taboo!” Just like before, Verum Fatis and now with Taboo curse, the girl won’t be allowed to be touched or the vampire regret it. The power of the curse would surround the girl in dark magic, creating a true curse if it happens. Blight hands move lightning fast in creating three Sand Tendrils at once to restrain and piece the vampire. One of the tendril move to wrap around the vampire legs, one move to wrap around the vampire body and the final move directly to the vampire mid section to pierce!

[Draven]

The sword gone, the sand wrapping, the fight intensifying. To be robbed of his prey at this moment of fiendish blood-lust. To be denied that which he desires. Not many have passed this line and told the tale afterword.

As the sand were to wrap around Godric, as the sand ready to pierce. He simply brewed upon this. He simply welled his anger. The mistake that the fly had made, was to pesk the vampire. The mistake that the vampire would show how a fly was insignificant.

Godric simply turned incorporeal again. How many times would the fly man learn this lesson. The sand simply passing through his body, the lethal damage never coming, the grip of the desert never felt.

Passing through the sand as if nothing, "You deny me! You become the FEAST!!!" he roared with anger. More teleportation towards his swords which littered the ground. The one that had been wretched from his grasp ignored.

Within moments Godric scooped up seven, and he was within the seven stance of Santoryu. already within the wings of the planes Godric was tumbling toward the fly man. This time the damage would be capable of piercing the powerful perfect shield of sand. Godric in perfect flight, spinning in different ways. Tumbling toward the fly man...

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Ooc: I was gonna post like, 3 days ago but I got lazy. xD Draven

The vampire hunger is strong and will be until he feasts on blood, anyone blood. The vampire phases right through the fly monster attack, it goes straight through him as if he doesn’t exist. Blight eyebrow wrinkle and his eyes stare at the vampire as he shouts, telling Blight that he is next for denying his hunger.

Blight braces himself for what may come. He can feel the vampire bloodlust, causing him to tremble briefly as he watches him disappear right before his eyes. Blight frantically searches the room for where he could have gone again. He fears that someone else who is just an innocent bystander could be nearby.

Blight finally finds the vampire taking his sword move into a seven-sword stance and then tumble towards the human fly monster. Blight has complete confidence in his sand shield, he never thought that the man hunger for blood would give him such a huge boost in attack that it could pierce his defense.

Just as the vampire goes through his sand defense, Blight moves his arms up to defend his major organs and shift his body to dodge the incoming attack. The vampire blade cut through Blight arm and shreds one of his wings like it was paper. Blight blood scatters into the air along with his left arm and several pieces of his wings.

He screams out in agony as he falls from the air and makes an uncomfortable loud thud as his body. Blight mouth opens wide and screams out in pain as he grabs what is left of his arm. A dark crimson color liquid drips from his wound as he grasps it with desperation. He bites on his lower lip until he pieces it, holding down his screaming. Even as the pain from his wings and now remove arm throbs, he manages to speak. “You overgrown flying rat! You will pay for that!” Blight reaches for his Fly sword and begin swinging it around in a circular motion, sending sound waves to the roof. The sound waves from his blade cause the rubble of the roof to weaken and then drop down, unless the vampire notice or do something about it, he could be hit from scattering falling rubble.

[Draven]

Had the fly man forgotten that the vampire had those Hyuugan eyes, or the fact that he was incoporeal. Both factors easily countering any such falling rubble. I mean Godric easily noticed the falling rubble. He smirked as the stone fell. He didn't even react to such a thing. He simply looked on upon the fallen man with a wicked Grin.

"Let the fool fall prey to the vampire..." he spoke with an ominus tone. He floated down closer and closer as his house were to fall. the back wall becoming unstable. the back wall which held his victims in those stasis tubes. The back wall which held the blacksmiths daughter.

Though as he floated down some of the kegs on the side walls were hit. Fermented blood soaked with oaking poured upon the ground. To most that would be unpleasant but to Godric that was desired. "You waste years of my work..." he spoke with a dark and annoyed tone. Yet his desire already set his eyes upon the brokened winged intruder.

As he got closer and closer he dropped his katanas. Opening his mouth wide with that wicked grin to show what was in store. It seemed the fly man was ripe and Godric was slowing coming in to pick the reward. As his looked a crazed and hungry, he slowly floated down. Coming closer he soon solidified as the stone seemed to cease falling, his castle crumbled some, the back wall looking as if to avalanche down, but a momentary pause of peace...As Godric got closer.

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Damn it damn it daaaamn it, Blight screams inside his head as his last attack had failed. He thought he could take him off-guard the ability to phase had some sort of limit. However, neither had worked. With those eyes, it is impossible to take him off guard like that and he has no idea the limit to that phasing attack. So Blight can only can only curse inside his head as he begin thinking of a new method of dealing with this vampire with one arm.

His missing is throbbing with pain while still dripping with blood. With the pressure on the arm, he stopped most of the bleeding but the hungry vampire approaches Blight. “For a hungry vampire, you’re pretty slow and stupid. What is wrong, you’re so scared of me that you can’t charge forward.” Blight taunt is obvious, but destroying the castle, denying him blood while hungry might be the right track to prevent the vampire from thinking straight. Blight grabs his Kunai with lightning elemental to deal elemental damage, but its appearance is that of an average kunai.

From there charges directly with his opponent and once he got into striking range, his back lean back and his footing move so he that slip behind the vampire for a strike. Blight goes into a frenzy into strikes but none of them are meant to be hit. In fact, it would appear he has very little sky, they can be easily blocked or dodge. However, if the vampire moves to counter strike, Blight move to strike a hard critical blow to the vampire stomach to cut it open. The vampire blade melee attacks will somehow miss as if fate is no longer on his side. This is because Blight is using his fate defying power known as steal victory.

From there, Blight attacks become more true with his follow-ups, he moves to strike with deadly accuracy, his attacks would hit him where ever that is open, combine with kicks, even though he knew there is a large chance of them missing. Additionally, his eyes changed, no longer from the normal eyes for every day but his final fly lens, the lens that let him see the flow and pressure in the air. Fly fur sprouts underneath his clothing, enabling to accurate predict the vampire attacks. From here, there is no doubt that Blight looks like a monster.

ooc: Draven