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IC: As the light faded around him, Jolek quickly shut his eyes, so he could better concentrate on hearing. Good thing too, because the intense vortex of light was still blinding even behind his eyelids. He raised an arm to further shield himself, simultaneous sending a magnetic pulse in all directions in an attepmt to keep the Toa at bay. "Correction. You'll be fighting alongside me, yes. Except... It won't be me. I'm from an entirely different dimension, another universe, if you will. One that's story is drawing to a close. All be hanging around the Fortress, sure. But the new story, just waiting to begin? That'll be a different me. An alternate version, or something. We'll be both the same and not. Who knows? Maybe I'll drop in, give some advice when he needs it. But for the time being? Me, and my story? We're done. And besides, you'd forget this anyway. So," Crouching, he activated his Pakari and leapt a good 25 feet into the air, above the vortex and the field of shadow. Landing deftly, he opened his eyes, a new fire alight in them. "-Show me. Show me if you can make sure you both stay alive, if you all stay alive. Think you can do it? Show me!"

Clarification. When I mentioned that I needed to modify him, I was operating under the assumption that titans are not allowed at all. Because of this, I was going to have to change his species to a really bulky toa of gravity with a kualsi and everything else would be the same, aside from his history of course. If titans are allowed, then I would have it so everything is the same except he is not quite as strong. Anyway, any chance I could have Krayzikk join this group? And also, completely unrelated to all above things, all the characters in these comments are made of win. Finally, Happy New Year! Cool. You're in, but it looks like we may have to cut off joinage at this time, or do it over the first month or two. IC: "Bailed? I wouldn't be so sure, kiddo. Although, I'll give it to ya, you're right. She is a smart one. If you would be so observant as to look directly behind you, you'd see why." Jolek said, grinning as he glanced at the Skakdi, who had managed to get right behind Kinika, in a completely sideways stance, so as to be able to respond to attacks from both. At least, that's what it appeared to be.

AWRIGHT! WE HAVE SURVIVED 2010! http://www.instantsfun.es/victoryff But yeah, all that kin stuff wil be gone for this year. Reboot, remember? So Jolek, since I'll be keeping him pretty much the same, wouldn't flare up at that. Just be all like "Meh. Overconfident Toa is Overconfident." But about that anti matter thing... That's going in an epic, if I ever write one. Along with Obsidius creating a veritable hurricane of Obsidian thanks to a volcano being right next to an arctic region in a world where climates can be wierd like

Yeah, lol. Ignore that.

OOC: Um, what? He did everything in that post after he landed. And the Kin kind of caused a genocide by thinking only Toa and Matoran should live. Like a super-KKK, if you will. lolol @ "Jolek's Ego." IC: "All the more proof of your inexperience, mate." Jolek said with a wolfish grin. He'd heard that one millions of times, and only the first 15 or so had annoyed him. Leaping up, utilizing his pakari to ease the jump, Jolek grabbed the wall, creating a foothold with which to be safe from the light. Now, he had to highten his focus, concentrate on a single point, Be absolutely ignorant of anything else. There. Still miniscule, almost invisible even with his magnetic sense finely honed, sharp as a razor, was an atom of Uranium in the ground,the largest naturally occurring element. Of course, Jolek didn't care what it was, just that he could see it. Concentrating, giving more focus to it than anything else had ever done, He saw a clump of positive and a hase of negative. "Can a Toa of Iron do this?" Allowing himself a grin, he switched their charges. A massive explosion ripped throught the soil, nearly bringing down half of the colisseum in it's power. There were some things a Toa of magnetism should not learn. One of them was anti-matter. OOC: I'll reiterate. Jolek created Anti-matter. I'm not sure that's the most realistic thing ever, but CARK HAVE I WANTED TO WRITE THAT FOR SO LONG.

OOC: Oh, I have, It's just that the whole Kin thing is still fresh in Jolek's mind, and he really, really hates them, for what they've done. They killed an entire race, for cark's sake. He normally keeps his cool, it's just that the remark Kinika made reminded him of the Kin's bigotry, leading to their hate crimes, leading to the Nogan Massacre. Also, integrating his mask power into his elemental energy. What? IC: "Hmph." Jolek said, rolling with the blow and landing back on his feet. "Too arrogant to even listen, huh? Well, I'll just stop talking, then." The problem wasn't getting hit, no. He could deal with that. 'Sore loser? The karz was he talkin' about? he really does have a big head, if he thinks he's beating me.' Taking advantage of Kinika's momentary distraction, Jolek sent his throwing knife speeding towards The Toa of Light, at the same time, strengthening the bonds on his arms and binding his legs together in the same manner. Essentially being tied up by magnetism, Kinika was in a bad stituation, only able to rely on his element. Unstrapping his warhammer, Jolek slowly walked towards Kinika, Watching him with a steely gaze.

OOC: Um, no. IC: "No sell, twinkle-boy." Jolek said, magnetically catching the knife out of the air, and sheathing it in one smooth motion. This kid needed to be taken down a notch, that attitude and disrespect would get him killed in a real battle. If was taking this seriously, so would Jolek. Charging his Elemental powers, Jolek Gave the Toa of Light's torso a negative charge. His arms, positive. As a result of the laws of Magnetism, Kinika's arms were bound to his sides. "Kid, you really need to learn to respect your peers, even if you don't like it. You're part of a team, and that'll get you nowhere" Activating his Pakari, Jolek sprinted towards the toa of Light, running at Top speed, completely focused on removing the threat. Normally, this state only came about in life-or-death combat, but the toa of Light had struck a nerve, In fact, it reminded him of one thing he detested, loathed, seethed in anger at the mere mention of: The Kin. As he recalled their atrocities, he redoubled his speed, crossing the field so fast, you'd almost think he had a Kakama. As he neared the toa of Light, he drew his fist back, poured all of his strength, rage, and Spirit into the punch he threw, headed straight for Kinika's face. "NOW LET'S SEE YA GRIT THOSE TEETH!"

IC: Using his control over magnetism, Jolek recalled his throwing knife. Now that he saw how agile The toa was, he had a feeling that the knife would only serve to wear them both down equally. Even though there was a good chance he would hold out longer thanks to his training and experience, Jolek wanted to keep as many advantages as possible. 'Okay, maybe I can-Karz!' he thought, noticing the fact that he was speeding straight into the blade. He had to jump it. He crouched slightly to build up power, and then leapt. He was sure he would clear the sword, but not so much that Kinika would be so kind as to hold it in place. In light of that, almost near the apex of his arc, Jolek corkscrewed, the torque adding a good foot in height. Thankfully, he was out of reach, and landed on the balls of his feet, rolling with the impact, as usual. Making sure he faced the Toa of Light, He continued circling the Toa, this time a little more slowly, discreetly.

IC: No way in karz would Jolek have time to dodge. In fact, it was an impressive feat that he managed to turn, so the attack hit him in the shoulder, rather than the chest. Even so, the sheer kinetic energy of the attack sent him tumbling, the force on his arm numbing it. "Thank karz it didn't break," he grunted, whipping out his throwing knife in the blink of an eye. activating his Pakari, he took a few seconds to judge the flight path of the weapon, and then hurled it towards Kinika, controling it's path with magnetism, intending to use the knife to harrass him with multiple small cuts, to keep him on edge. After all, this was only a training bout. Glancing at Aexias, who seemed to be preparing for the right time to enter the fray, he began to circle the Toa of Light, attempting to set up a Pincer movement with the Skakdi.

OOC: No, no, you're doing very well. In fact, I think the volley, unles it was really carking big, wouldn't halve his power. IC: "Karz, that hurt." Jolek grunted, reeling from the miniature explosions caused by the volley of light. The spheres were interfering with his magnetic sense, he would be forced to use his eyes. Opening them, he was relieved that the only real effect was the distorted and blurred vision, but he could still make out Kinika. Good thing, too, as he nearly got hit in the tmple from the kick, which would have likely knocked him out. Twisting his body a full 180 degrees, he used the built up torque from the motion to lash out in a spinning sidekick, an attack that conentrated most of the force onto the small area of the heel and drove it into the opponent. Hopefully, it would have the same effect on Kinika.

IC: "Karz." Jolek said, as he had begun to fight evasively, managing to dodge a dead-on impact, but the flash of the beam still left a streak in his eyes. 'Better let it fade.' he thought, unsheathing his Large knife. Judging roughly where his opponent was, he gathered his elemental power, and sent a pulse of magnetism towards the area, simultaneously charging his armor with a magnetic field. Now if he could just find the sword... There, a bright orange blade, glowing with energy. Concentrating, he focused on the blade's magnetic charge, intending to make sure it matched that of his armor. Gritting his teeth, he felt the now negligible drain of his elemental reserves when the job was done. Now, to go on the offensive... Switching the charge of the Toa of light's armor to the opposite of his own, he leapt forward, using his Pakari as well, using the added strength to bolster his already fast pace. he stregthened the charges of the armor and weapons, and, when he felt confident, he shut his eyes, using his innate ability to detect magnetic charges to gauge where the other warrior was. It crippled his reaction time, but it was better than being flashbanged and helpless. All of this happened in a matter of seconds, and Jolek began to swing his knife in a series of rapid combinations, attempting to overwhelm the Toa of Light with a maelstrom of blows coming from all angles.

OOC: Nope, nothing out of line there. And trust us, we've both survived 2010 with no complaints, we know how to RP fairly. IC: "Yeah. This isn't my normal style, in fact, I only learned it a couple months ago, gotta naturalize my body into it, and eventually, I'll be pulling techniques like this without a second thought. Sounds like our first opponent's arrived." He said, continuing the flowing style. He wasn't confident that he had sufficient control to the movements yet, so he decided against utilizing it in combat with these two.

IC: "Well, don't be too harsh on them, they're only beginners." The Toa chuckled, rolling his shoulders and practicing a few basic combinations of punches, kicks, elbows, and knees. As he practiced, he began to wonder if he himself would, by force of habit, go too hard on their opponents. "Don't want a repeat of last time..." he said to himself, shaking his head as if that would ward off bad memories, those of the actions that made him a wanted man by the Kin. "No. No, that's not going to happen ever again. I won't take the lives of anyone else unless I **** well intend to. Those two will be the only ones I will allow that to happen to." he vowed, even though that was exactly the case. "Hm. Still got time. Might as well practice some Kahubara." he said to himself, going into a series of elaborated spins, flips, and kicks, the fighting style, just as it was developed by the matoran slaves of Skakdi, looked akin to a dance, so as to disguise the fact that it was a martial art from their masters. It looked flashy and showy, but in actuality, it took the concept of having offense and defense in one and ran wild with it, and believed everything was better with spinning. Ever since Lazok had begun teaching it to him, Jolek always practiced it when he could, and eventually was able to keep up the constant flow crucial to Kahubara. it made one a veritable windmill of limbs, allowing near nothing to get past, but still able to land powerful blows. As Jolek practiced, he eyed Aexias and her blades. 'Interesting.' he thought. 'Let's see, they've each got about a four or five-foot cutting edge, they look extremely lightweight, no crossguard, funny, concealment purposes? Maybe, or maybe she just wants to rely more on dodging, rather than gamble on catchin another's blade. And, as any sword-bearer should, she keeps them well-polished, crucial to keep making clean cuts.' he reasoned. "So," he said as he continued his gyrations. "You a fencer of some sort? Those blades remind me of the western Rapiers they commonly use." OOC: Mangs and I are organizing a sort of mock combat bout, so KNI and Adriea can get a hang of RPing battles.

IC: 'Nice cloak. Somethin' entrancing about it though, wierd. Probably nothing.' the Toa thought as the Skakdi entered the colisseum. "Well, it looks like we're on the same side. About the others, well, can't tell you, because someone decided to make an over the top barrier." he said, shooting a glare at Obsidius. "Anyways, you're early. The training bout apparently doesn't start until another... quarter of an hour, or so, has passed." He said, using his knife as a sundial, determining which way was north by the use of his element. "And about the whole 'uncultured barbarians' thing," he continued, cleaning his knife and beginning to stretch out in preparation of the following battle, "you may want to sit this one out, then, I'm pretty sure we're fighting a couple of newbies to the whole combat thing. Not anyone trained in Martial Arts like you or I." he amended, in the middle of a thigh stretch.

OOC: Go for it. I'll be using 2010 Jolek, if nobody minds. So, how we want to do this, Me and Mangs vs. Ads and KNI? IC: After Tarex Rose the 20 foot tall, 3-foot thick, Jagged, jet black barrier of Obsidian that spanned the length of the Foireann's Training Colisseum, Jolek leapt off of the bottom row of seats, onto the dusty ground. As he had naturally, by force of habit nowadays, rolled to bleed off of the force of impact, Jolek caught a glimpse of another figure, entering on his side of the field. They looked familiar, but he couldn't tell for sure, as he wiped the dust from his golden eyes. Wasn't his best idea. Gazing back at the barrier in front of them, he asked Obsidius, "Don't ya think this is a little over the top?" "Shut up, it's awesome!" was the natural response from the Rahkshi, rather, the Toa spirit inhabiting Rahkshi armor. "Meh." was Jolek's exasperated response. Normally he would agree, but, he just... didn't feel it right now. Unstrapping his warhammer from his back, he gave a few test swings, went over the basic motions of combat with the massive weapon. It was light to him, 'But yeah. Gotta remember I've been using this since forever, and I've been conditioned to Karz and back, from this, martial arts, and warfare. Let's see what a light swing'll do...' he mused giving a "light swing" that left a crater and multiple cracks in the hard, crystalline wall. "THE KARZ ARE YOU DOIN'? YOU WANT THE BARRIER OR NOT?" Obsidius, as was his new name he gave himself after he was forced to inhabit the armor, roared in frustration. "SHUT UP, I'M THINKING!" Jolek shouted at equal volume. 'Really going to have to use more control than that. Meh. I'll probably just mostly stick to fisticuffs and my knives...' he thought, glancing down at the Two blades, one large and heavy enough to block a sword reliably, the other, lighter, smaller and balanced for throwing. 'Yeah, that'll do it. Now, who am I going to be fighting alongside, Apparently this is some two on two training match of some sort...' he pondered, turning to face the new arrival. OOC: Yeah, Mangs can attest. I type slooooowwww.

Yeah, that's likely what krayz had to change. Maybe the mask too? =[ I liked it when he could teleport... Anyways, I've suggested it before, but what would guys say to a round of mock combat, so you can sort of get a feel for it?

NO OFFICIAL CHARACTERS. But yes, both genders are allowed and normally people who play as them completely ignore the Caste system they have. If they're naturalized to Eleven Isle, they likely don't even know it existed. Take Switch, played by EW, or Sterling, played by Lazok. Granted, this was Aensetr Derrum, a semi-futuristic city where that sort of thing would have a public to be frowned upon, but you get the idea.

I can't remember if Titans are allowed or not. I think they are, Krayz told me that Krayzikk only needed small changes for the year startin' tomorrow.

Ok, once Ads creates a character, I'll see If Mangs'll Partake in a mock combat bout, so you guys can get a feel for fighting. That said, I'll take the liberty of putting down some explicit guidelines. RAZ'S RULEZ FOR RPG-COMBAT: RULE 1: YOU AREN'T UNKILLABE! Well, actually, yes, you are unless if you want them to die. BUT! That does not, by any means, mean you can't get hurt. If you get kicked in the stomach by someone, do you shrug it off? No, you get knocked down, the wind Taken out of you. If someone punches you square in the nose, do you ignore it? No, you get stunned, blinded by involuntary tears in the eyes. If you fall, landing on your arm, is it fine? No, it hurts a carkin' lot, probably breaks from the force. This is, like the other rules, something you MUST remember when RPing. RULE 2: YOU AREN'T UNHITTABLE! Yes, the other people aren't allowed to auto hit you and vice-versa. BUT! That doesn't mean you can go dodging everything they throw at you with the greatest of ease. Come on, I shouldn't have to tell you this, it's logic. You won't see everything coming, and even if you do, you won't have time to react to all of it. RULE 3: NO AUTO-HITTING IF YOUR OPPONENT CAN REASONABLY DODGE! If I have to explain this, I will snap your neck. If you're gonna auto-hit, prepare a good explanation as to why they couldn't have avoided it. RULE 4: NO DEUS EX MACHINAS, MARY SUEDOMS, OR ANY OTHER FORM OF THAT CARK! You won't be able to pick something up and instantly be a master with the weapon. Likewise, you don't have infinite reserves, of, well, anything, really. Except food and water, but that's not important. You don't have unlimited npcs, you don't have unlimited ammunition, you don't have Uber-tech, especially not in the reboot. And you definitely don't have unlimited energy. Your charries can get tired, hungry, even pass out from overexertion. Anyways that's all that comes to mind right now. Mangs, Zar, feel free to add on to the list.

Meh, I dunno, all I know is that that kinda bravado will be around everywhere. That Manly Speech? Expect more of that. Also: Triangle Shades. \></ I really don't want to rip off Gurren Lagann (watchititssomanlyitrocks) anymore but... He's just so Kamina. I mean he'll be a big brother figure to some, (Possibly Mangai Hau after his ego is crushed to bits) He won't actually be trainecd in fighting at all, just have a decent Idea of how to use his fists, feet, and Katana. He could be a pillar of Moral support to the team, when they feel like giving up, he'll be there to get their fighting spirit back into high gear. (A Kamina punch may be needed) He'll be a boisterous bruiser, no doubt. (Maybe in a reference to Gurren Lagann I can arrange for him to find a mount pretty early in the story). The little ones would look up to him, maybe. As Simon describes Kamina: "This is bro. He's big, tough and kind. One day, I want to be a man like bro" Yeah. The awesomest character I've made. Also, Ads, don't worry. Just so long as you keep your character realistic, RP fairly, and keep whatever ego you have in check, you'll be fine. Also on the subject of realism, Are me and Mangs just about the only ones that have had charries pass out of exhaustion?