~«Modern Magic»~

Yarrul stood in the sewer deadend, his eyes closed. He thought about what he wanted, he thought hard, concentrating on the details. "Nerrus!" He whispered, and infront of him appeared a pair of claws, ones that were fitted to gauntlets that fit his hands almost perfectly. He grinned before saying "Nerrus!" louder and in a more commanding voice, columns of stone rose around him and Butch. "Butch, why don't we have a little dual to see how strong we are?"

Sanar heard rumbling sounds from the cellar.
"Hmm...I won't practice..." He mused to himself, "But I can watch..." He went down to the cellar to see columns of stone rise out the ground.
He found a position where he could see between a gap, settled down, and watched.

Butch turned to Yarrul and replied. "What? You wan't me to duel? Even with my bad leg? And I only know one spell? Others just happen then and there? YOUR ON!!!!" Butch got up and stretched. He whispered a couple of words and darkness surrounded him like a shroud, slightly pulsating and always shifting. His fingers lengthened and got sharper. "Allright, what's the rules?" Butch asked...

"oh, I don't know, no killing, no eye gouging, no crotch attacks etc. The usual." Yarrul said. He ran at Butch, arms ready to strike. He called "Nerrus!" and a small flight of stone stairs appeared before, him disintergrating after he leapt of the top, towards Butch, his clawed fists slicing down at Butch

((Zig,you forgot something.Why does everyone forget?))

Butch looked up and leaned backwards. Amazingly the shadow around him obsorbed the hit and stopped Butch from being hurt. Butch grabbed Yarrul's leg and tried to send him to the ground. His grip was alot tighter with his shadow, covered hands than usual.

OOC:...
If I've already posted a char with it,
WHAT THE F*** IS THE POINT?!

Name: Yeni
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: Yeni is tall and slender, curved inwards at the waist and then outwards at the hips then sloping down her legs in a graceful way. Her face has a fair complexion with doe like brown eyes, but those eyes become hard as granite and as cold as ice when she fights concentrating on her foe. She has a well developed chest but not overly developed, just the right size compared to the rest of her. Her arms are slender yet rounded but not too thin. Her hands and fingers are long and slender and move with grace. Her legs are also rounded her feet, balanced, Yeni is able to move swiftly but steadily when needed on her feet but also moves with a certain grace. What really catches the eye is her long, dark brown hair that goes down almost to her waist, that catches the eye and the way her hips sway when walking.
Clothing: Ug Boots (registered), black tights, denim skirt, short sleeved white shirt with a white hoodie on top of it.
Preferred Weapon: blowpipe, daggers
Element: Darkness
Personality: Fair, kind, hard as steel and cold as ice at times, at others soft and warm, during those times she is friendly, she is sometimes very girlish, corruptible
Short History: not much is known about Yeni as she chooses not to reveal it to any who she doesn’t think of as a very close friend, what is known is that she is hunting a wayward sibling
Other: As a dark and secret past

MAGIC (CGTH) FTW (NMO)!

OOC;The point is because shut up.
Accepted Unit

OOC: MAGIC FOR THE F***ING WIN!

Now can i post?

Sorry, I'm a little highly strung right now.

((Heh heh.Fine,go ahead.))

OOC:Thank you!




IC:
Nero lay on his bed, reading the book. It had a distinctly dark look, with a black skull on the front. He was reading a paticular part about blinding people. it looked quite difficult, Involving creating a bit of shadow almsot in someone's eye, and against a light caster it wouldn't last long. But it might still be useful.
One of his guards coughed. Nero looked up.
"The boss will see you now." Hah, the boss. So cliched.
He got up, and walked with two guards down the corridor and into a door on the left. In it was Gerald Lamp, though of course he never told anyone his name. Nero had found out in the old fools's diary one night when experimenting with a form of magic that would allow him to be almost invisible in the dark. Almost, but not quite. That always irritated Nero.
"You wanted me?" He said.
"Yes..." Lamp looked unsure. He wasn't at the top of AMC, but he was pretty far up. So why, he always asked himself, did he find himself acting like a scared child in the presence of a nineteen year old? "We have located some casters....downtown Miami somewhere. Go and sniff them out."
"Casters.." Nero said thoughtfully, "Interesting. And when I find them...what do I do?"
"Well...We want you to kill them."
For the first time, Nero smiled. It was a chilling sight, and made Lamp, a man who had a reputation for being tough and having the most inventive torture techniques, shudder.
"Excellent." said Nero.

Yeni walked casually down the Miami street, her long hair flowing down her back, she knew where she was going, she was desparate to get there but she forced herself not to move faster than a slow walk, she knew moving faster might create suspician and she knew she had plenty of time to walk down two streets to her destination. She had a small shoulder bag around her shoulder and hanging by her side, inside it was her book, her blowpipe and her three daggers. She was careful about what expression was on her face and kept a casual happiness on, not a big smile, just a slight one at the corners of her mouth. She knew that she was drawing the looks of quite a few people in the surrounding area, unsurprisingly, most of them were young adults in their late teens or early twenties. She rounded the corner and slowly made her way to a place near a large coporative office, it belonged to the AMC. She stood and leaned by a bus stop not far from teh offices, she knew that a multitude of buses heading different ways stopped here so it wouldn't be unusual to wait a while. Yeni was almost certain that a rogue caster was in the offices and should be coming out soon, it had been a while in tracking down this caster. She detested rogue casters who hunted down other casters and killed them, it was she tracked them, to prevent them from causing harm, using any means possible, although she never used magic unless she absolutely had to.

"...You...You've... What did you do?...." George stood shocked with the horror that seeped and grew from the clawed hand.

Strikes of shadow vines looped around an invisible object forming that of an arm and eventually ceasing. With a halt, under the shadow vines an arm began to materialise and form an arm covered in marking/ tattoos. The arm leading to the full materialisation of a body, dressed in a long silked cloaky black jacket accompanied by arm bands and leg shields, all themed in shaddows with small yet fat horns scattered. His eyes turned black and his right arm completely shadow. Lines of red lit up the evil flowing through his body. It was not just the look of Voiy but also the presence and pressure released form him that shook George soo much.

"Why so shocked George? Don't you like my new dress sense? hahaha never mind.." Voiy stood with a meanacingly look, his presence alone struck George as a suprise and scared him. "What the hell have you done to yourself! I... I can't believe it...."

============ - If accepted
New character entrance.... Voiy!

Name: Voiy
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: Small, just under 5ft (if that's classed as small :S), stylish gelled hair do.
Clothing: Normall in casual gothic influence wear, when using element he dresses
in long cloaked black jacket coated with marking over his body and arm/
leg pads laidened in low fat spikes.
Preffered Weapon: Short sword, golden coloured laced handle
Element: Darkness
Personality: Generally a bit quiet, can be funny, cool looking, doesn't put up with insulence.
Short History: Trained alongside George eventually leadin to becoming best friends. Voiy became slowly power thirsty and became more agrressive in combat this evidently leading to his evil manner in present times.
Other: Only MAGIC FTW!

This is my second char, Georges roomate John was simply a filler.

Yarrul laughed turned his palm towards Butch has he fell and yelled "Nerrus!", a slab of rock, with no sharp edges but still heavy, appeared above Butch. Yarrul kicked off Butchs chest and slashed his claws at his arm.

Butch saw the rock and punched straight through while stumbling back a bit. Butch sent his arm flying towards Yarrul and shouted "Atrerbumra!" Suddenly his arm changed shape, just not how Butch wanted it to. It changed into a sharp blade which could easily slice through someone. He directed his arm a little to the left, just missing Yarrul and smashing into the ground. Butch was shocked, he almost killed a small kid... That would be bad for Butches reputation and bad for his morals. Butch quickly focust and his other arm shaped a hammer. Butch then sent this arm flying towards the boy...

George new this was bad, he never thought he would go this far, even more shocking, Voiy didn't say any word or phrase. "What could this mean, he didn't say any word or nothing! Yet he's in his elemental form."

Voiy slowly reached out his arm and began to choke and strangle George. "Vemperish!" George muttered to himself and a small ball of light appeared, it dissappeared then he turned invisible. "What! What happened? Where did you go? This must be a new one, eh George" Shortly after, some words were heard behind Voiy. George said the words and broke through the shadow dome he was trapped in. "Cya later Voiy...." He then turned invisible again and was gone.

Voiy turned and looked at the shatter area of the dome to see it slowly fade the doem away. "Ugh you little shi*, guess he did get the better of me. looks like he might live after all but I wonder for how long..." He then turned around and walked off.

Yarrul said Nerrus and a wall of rock appeared between him and Butch's hammer arm. He stood back from the wall and created a blunt tipped spear and took hold of it. He lowered the spear and waited for Butch to either tire or break through his wall.

Butch's arm hit the wall and made a large dent in it. If he hit it again, it would smash apart. Butch instead stepped around it to see that Yarrul had a spear. Butch swung his arm around from behind Yerrul by suprise...

Tom stumbled as he got up. Heard some snapping of wood, and magical bolts colliding. This was good. Maybe he wasn't the only person who knew...strange powers!

Yarrul leapt back in surprise from Butch's attack, avoiding the hit, just. Yarrul quickly lunged at Butch with the spear, hoping to hit him on the chest. Yarrul also yelled "Nerrus!" disintegrating the wall and creating a heavy slab of rock above Butch.

The spear only just touched him and Butch felt no pain from it. He also realised the rock trick and jumped forwards, missing being hit by the rock but also tackling Yarrul.
Butch shouted out "Atrerbumra" and his body turned to whisps of darkness. "Try and Hit me now! Now that I am not a solid!" Butch taunted Yarrul

OOC: I hope that this spell is ok...

Butch's tackle totally knocked the wind out of Yarrul. He made everything bar the pillars disintergrate. "I don't have to!" Yarrul counter-taunted Butch before making rock appear around Butch, sealing him in a sarcophagus. Yarrul however was stuck underneath it, "Uh... crud..." He said.

Butch looked around. "Ah Dayum!" He said and looked for a opening or a crack... He found one between the rock and the floor and was able to seep through it. When he got out, he reformed himself and laughed. "That was a pretty neat trick! But not enough to stop me. How about we call it a tie. Or do you still want to duel?" Butch asked his friend, who got himself stuck underneath a lot of rock...

YArrul disintegrated the sarcophagus with a single word. "Not really Butch, I still have another couple of aces up my sleeve, as well as some already on the table!" Yarrul taunted Butch while getting up. He created several slabs of rock all around Butch, near the cieling so they would fall on him, he then created a wall around Butch to rpevent him from escaping from the slabs.