Alianette

@maverick_6:

If she'd have just focused on targeting the armor she might have learned it was more then metal alone. However within the complexity of battle she prepared for it to be classical in nature. One might argue it was part due to her residence in regions still feudal in design. She knew of the technological innovations of man but they were none the less foreign. And so her moves were counter productive only bracing the enemy for her violent move. And then it was the giants turn, what followed was pandemonium.

Fire and plasma erupted in every direction a wash in all regions of the room. Flames failed to touch her collecting in her palm with no real thought. The plasma was another story however instantly hitting her and running it's course. Flesh burned muscles began to turn black, and yet she stood there simply enduring the blast. The energy wasn't getting any deeper then flesh. Her mastery of Yoso was deep but YinYang chi was where she was a marvel beyond any other. The chakra designated for life and death was her home. And as so many died in the room screaming in agony it became so easy for the death dealer to live. Radient emerald light flowed to the torched body as she began to regain her form.

Charcoaled bodies littered the room the surviving audience was back against the walls. Despite their burns they cheered. Even the ones weeping for lost ones were also screaming in delight of the violence and collateral. The crowd was simply just to damn hungry for carnage. Within the crater though stood two. The armored figure was free of Alianette's hold, he'd removed damaged helm and stood ready for more.

In contrast Alianette stood completely exposed, clothing didn't survive bathing in plasma. She however looked revitalized healthier then anybody in the room. A clear glow of jade light came off her, souls of the dead were there to aid her. Rather then lunging into another grand move however Ali began to move in the fluid motion of a martial arts stance. Tranquil and beautiful in it's fluidity it's behavior was abysmal as it targeted the blood of the armored titan. She sought to rework the blood flow draining every limb and the entire body for that matter attempting to flood the heart. Reversing blood flow to make the most vital of organs bloated and ready to burst. And as the brief stance came to it's end she sought to turn that heart into a bullet. Accelerating the muscle to bullet like speed seeking to erupt out of the giants cranium. A successful move would mean no heart or blood in the body and a brutalized skull. Even a failed effort however was quite hazardous. This was a move that sought to tear apart the heart, to destroy blood flow and she wasn't done.

Racing forward she jumped looking to land on broad shoulders to direct the flames she'd collected downward. It was a punch that could bring down a granite pillar that sought to pulverize the brow. But the punch was just a motion the true attack was the fire. Her fist functioning akin to a flame thrower seaming to direct a column of fire into the armor and subsequently the person within. She wanted to incinerate everything within. With all this death she felt better then ever all around were unrecognizable uncovered dead and yet Alianette couldn't be feeling more spirited.

@maverick_6:

Blood froze temperatures threatening to bite anyone even near. And yet as a fist shattered this construct with the ease of glass the giant stood. Crystals of crimson shot outward collected like beggars flocking to fallen coin. And when eyes returned to the scene they were briefly shocked before filled with elation. The giant stood barely phased at all and in a daunting display of speed reacted in hostile fashion.

Raven hair was seized with the kind of force that might rip it clean from scalp. Tugged down like a rope on hang mans noose and delivering a beautiful face to an unforgiving iron clad knee. A sickening crack was heard a nose broken down to dust and a fresh spirt of blood painted the floor. Alianette thrown backward from the impact like a rag doll. With quick succession Pax went air born intending to land pin her down and begin a series of pounding.

A good move, a brutal move. He had her outweighed and his armor a major advantage. She'd be in a potentially tight spot should it have been successful. However Alianette was a diverse creature being gifted with not only powers of life death and spirit but the various elements. The pain was still there but her face was already slowly mending and power over air assisted in a quick rise to her feet a quick flip planting her up safely just as Pax struck where she'd been. The marble floor raced with cracks a strike that very well may have brutalized Alianette's skull.

As she moved however she turned to the manipulation of another element, she'd displayed water and earth. A sub category of earth however of course was metal. Metal Yoso was tough to master but Ali she was a prodigy and benefitted from masters spiritually melded with her own. She'd perform a simple move, an armor lock. Tell the metal to stay, such a move was perhaps one of the easiest. It'd lend itself to a frightening move however. For as she attempted to halt motion of Pax of course the Keijijo prodigy sought to execute a lethal move upon the opening.

She'd attempt to use her metal bending to tell the helmet to flatten and go to the floor. Of course this meant the head inside would be crushed and decapitated if it'd been a success. This was backed by a downwards kick to the head that accompanied the move. The kind of kick that would split the hood of a car in two. Apart of the soul stealer considered going further but decided against it. She'd return to a ready stance to see results rather then peruse an overdose of violence immediately.

@dante_aurelius: @arquitenens:

Could be cool to see like maybe Avalon going against the Aurelius, perhaps do to their past and or some issue spawned from cybernetics and mercenary like work in general. Especially given that one could argue that they have a similar feel to the Wildcardz

@fraga:

I'm always up for tournaments. As for the other two ideas the third sounds a bit rough to pull off. I'm for it but designing these factions and fleshing them out is difficult and might require more world building then one wants especially as who knows if it'll stick. The second idea would be bad ass but I'd also want to see that as becoming cannon.

Maybe the characters are almost all incapable of continuing the fight in that universe and thus call on the NU counterparts to fill the roll(or at the least have that as an option). My biggest issue with alt universes being I get attached to what I'm doing then three weeks later events over but I'm left with an unused fascination :p

@legacy_: @vici_aurelius:

I always figured ScarJo was atleast chosen 50% based on well being pretty. She's a fine Nat however(not great but good enough) as a introverted spy type she does well enough. Didn't think it that out of character either.

She's not going to get with Cap <,< really deadly spy with Boy Scout hero? Though alternatively I'd continuously thought shipping would be Hawkeye and her. Part of me still thinks that even might be an angle. There best friends one has a family and is doing well, while the other felt more akin to a destructive force of nature then a hero and now has almost nothing but being beside heroes.

Gona eventually drop a final Fang post. Need to also read up on the Vex v Nox fight first however

@just_an_average_man: it's better then some alternatives though

"Oops looks like my designer had the same robot design as yours did" that sounds leagues better then "why do you and I look a like and have similar powers to an extent and yet have no relation" :P

@marte_aurelius:

Don't stab me it's rude <.< :P

@_retrofire_: I don't think it's all that daring to say Kingsmen was better. Was a more original and fresh product from the start. A RPG character that's got similarities to Green Lantern but is it's own thing for example would be far more interesting then another so simple lantern alt for example. The catch however which is a serious big deal is Avengers 2 could be argued as better then Avengers a big deal for a sequel. Greater then that however is the fact A2 is the tenth film in the series and Marvel is still going strong and getting more and more daring to do whatever the hell they want. Longest comic series before this in movie form was what Superman 1-4? If you said in 2000 we would see any cross over of characters we'd probably say dream on let alone even see some of these characters.

@_felino_: I kinda want to make a Ultron but I won't stop ya lol. At the moment it's a very loose thought at best anyway

<~Azra

@maverick_6: @medusa_merc:

Finally dawn came and the soul reaping Keijio rose from her seated position in the middle of the hall to follow the crowd. She'd been confiding in her spiritual companions unraveling with every day and every hour more and more about the clan. You could destroy the monastery have people like Ishin and Shiho vanish but Alianette would always be around and learning of the universe. Much to her delight though her fame was small as a foreign figure of a foreign world nobody at the time seamed to know or acknowledge her. Amusing she found it as she'd fought Doom, a daring conflict most people wouldn't so much as dare to consider.

An announcement was made, that the tournament would soon begin and that a mask wearing butcher would fight an Aurelius. As a champion this butcher surely had potential but Ali didn't see it, monsters were fine but just a beast deserving a cage or being put down. As for the Aurelius she did have the slightest of hinted curiosity indeed the Aurelius clan was quite refined and talented she'd heard. But she also knew they manipulated but one thing they were an inferior breed and this one didn't even embrace his name in it's entirety. He wasn't Arceus Aurelius he was Arceus Aurelius Rex and in the clandestine soul takers point of view that meant Arceus Rex. A nobody.

The other fight was indeed a monster vs machine. A reptilian pest of a creature fought a giant armored being and his small female companion. She found the duo more charming then intimidating and against a wild animal. In both fight cases she would watch and learn of her potential prey but they were simple prey only.

The stage was set a grand view to watch the fight was provided. Within the center of the colosseum the contestants indeed fought and were a trivial bore. Blood was spilt and flashy moves were made. The crowd was elated and Vamp was hard to gauge the full impression of. For most the audience be they contestant or spectator their impression was an easy read. Alianette was no exception, she was bored. The way her head rested in her palm told of somebody not a missed by the bloodshed of the evening. And as it came to an end and before Vamp could so much as speak the raven haired martial artist took action.

Raising to her feet Ali pointed at a giant of a man. The way he carried himself suggested a rather young soldier. How old though and how skilled was a bit vague due to the armor which made him appear like a tank. Was as good an opponent as any she figured. Her hand closed in a fist and delivered a quick thrust. The punch gesture would have meant nothing except Alianette and her collection of souls meant she could bend any element. This gesture sought to rip chair and giant and wall of the observing room fit for a king and send it all flying into a crowd. The large debris and potentially the giant that went with it would strike the audience like a high speed car to a rather soft human. Bodies would pop and blood would splatter a rainbow of blood would glisten in the sun promising a fight worthy of the blood thirsty crowd.

And yet the blood hung in the air never raining down as Alianette leaped into the crowd the way her left hand was gestured told she was in control of the vermillion fluid. And the crowd they loved it. They wanted chaos they wanted blood and here Ali was delivering corpses who died not meaning a damn. But the blood didn't fall. It was perhaps the greatest tease in history as they saw such carnage but also didn't see it at it's entirety.

"Pax was it? Tell me are you a fan of blood?" She'd give him a moment to answer before her opening act. A move that'd bring the crimson tide down before flash freezing. She'd seek to make a sub zero ice sculpture of carmine fluid and iron. The punch that followed would be enough to shatter iron to shatter a glacier. It was a move that sought to give the audience a souvenir. Souvenirs that'd be a chunk of frozen remains of Pax if it came true. But even if it didn't she'd already won the crowd not just being murderous but playing with the very population and their desires.

Arriving in classic Keijio attire the adopted daughter of Ishin set bare foot upon the sands of the mysterious island. Carried with her was an unnatural calm not a thing in this world or the next seemed like it could get under her skin. And who could blame her this was a woman who'd fought with Doom. A warrior who had engaged in sparring matches with the likes of Shiho and hazardous duals with Tranquil. She was able to violate death having brought Ishin back from his end and able to ressurect herself seemingly at any time.

Soon enough introductions were being made. She found it curious that Vamp commented on her spirit stealing traits. Nobody else was told about in a particular way. No matter though knowing she could take a soul didn't mean someone had an idea what she was capable of. Through various metaphysical martial arts Ali was a force of reckoning. She wanted blood on her hands and she knew fatalities would be coming. The old man was more then just a blood sport fanatic.

"Please spare me the buddy routine. I'm not here to go on dates or make friends I'm here for the prize that comes from winning. It's nothing personal but I'd rather get to know you all in the ring then at a bar." She didn't bother to go any further folding one leg over the other and dropping to the middle of the carpet in a meditative stance. She doubted the rooms were rigged but at the same time she didn't want to go there and find out. And she didn't need a room or companionship to pass time. Locked within the prodigy allready were ten souls one bound to each finger in what looked like rings. These were the souls of grand masters, fascinating lives of the fallen each able to teach her and provide insight at any time. She knew them and welcomed them these people in the physical world paled in her eyes to them.