Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 20, 2009 0:07:06 GMT -5
Phugsius had arrived at the dueling field early. He wanted to get the lay of the land. It wasn't hard, it was a field. Phugsius sat in the field and meditated about what this duel meant for him he also tried to suppress the emotions that were ready to pour out of him as his memories had been unlocked, along with a few spells. What did this duel mean for him? It meant he had to back up what he had said in class. He had to beat Lucius, draw, or go down in a 'blaze' of glory or he would look like a fool. Phugsius hoped the latter option was not going to happen, especially with Lucius' Demonic fire powers he claimed to have.
His mind suddenly shifted to strategy. Fire, he knew how he was going to deal with fire. He had seen too many traitors during his days in Hogsmeade. They had been tempted to side with the vampire remanents, for the promise of supposed immortality is a very effective bargaining tool. This was especially the case in an area where death could occur on any night, at any time.
Phugsius realized his mind had wandered from strategy. Surely if Phugsius tried to out power him he would fail due to his body's current form. Phugsius had to outwit him. What about rules though? obviously there was no killing or unforgivable curses but what about smaller things...?
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Jul 20, 2009 2:19:20 GMT -5
Ryo sat at the stands. He didn't know Phugs too well and admittedly his knack for getting into a bind irked him, but he was a fellow snake and a friend so he felt he need to watch and cheer him on.
"Good luck out there. Hopefully you won't need it."
Post by Felix I. Genero on Jul 20, 2009 7:43:53 GMT -5
[ooc: I apologize for such a brief post, I’ll make up for it later. Don't expect me to respond till Thursday.]
ic: What happens when you mix a Slytherin pyromaniac with the bravery of a Gryffindor, with a Gryffindor arrogant idiot who happened to be the host of a fire daemon trapped inside of them? To top it off, what happens when these two blaze inclined students happened to clash, and then officially challenge each other to a duel? All with a Professors permission. So tragic.
Torn between house loyalty and justice, Felix watched as he sat in a near by tree. The field wasn’t much, but it still was well enough to house epic battles of wit and power any day, and Felix wasn’t going to miss this for the world. He contemplated the option of Phugs chickening out, Lucuis did have a fire daemon on his side, but surprisingly enough the Slytherin was the first to arrive.
He realized that a tree was the worst spot to be in case of a fire battle, but it was the best way to get a good view. Besides, Felix’s wand was ready with a flame-freeze charm and balanced next to him was a gigantic barrel full of magic’d water. If anything went wrong, all would be quickly doused with almost ‘sticky water’ charmed to especially put out fires, a small spell Felix had found in a dragon raising handbook.
Let the battle begin.
goddamn gigantic-ass image resized by orca. you're welcome.
Post by Lucius Dante Infernus on Jul 20, 2009 9:05:48 GMT -5
Lucius had taken his time to arrive, having decided to dig out some of his fire-proof clothing just in case things got "heated" per-sey. Rather than his uniform, he was wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and his usual blue denim jeans. With wand in pocket and dagger in belt, Lucius looked like he did nearly any weekend; mostly normal... Of course, his hair was its usual brown rather than his dyed red-and-orange colours.
"So... Looks like I'm last again... Oh well, better late than never I say..."
Keeping his eyes firmly on Phugsius, Lucius smirked... Things were going to be fun... For someone at least...
"Come out... Samael of Abaddon. You need to hear the talk as well..."
In his subcioncious, Lucius could feel his demon waking up inside its container; his dagger. As the air behind him started to shimmer, Lucius' grin spread...
"Say hello to my little friend..."
The demon resolved into view behind him, all eighteen feet of volcanic skin and lava body mass, anf the firey wings and hair, as well as the equine-esque shaped skull and the solid stone ram-style horns...
"I'm going to make this fair; I'm only going to use what powers I had when I first came here. This guy..."
Jerking his thumb at the demon behind him, Lucius continued.
"... Won't be used with the exception of the parts of his power I had. He's just going to sit here and watch us fight fire with fire... Got it?"
Well, considering that emontional-induced transformations used to cause a mass amount of destruction and hellfire, Lucius was also being cautious. He had no idea about whether or not he could transform into the demon now that it wasn't in his body. However he did know that he could use every power it possessed, though only the basics would be used. Drawing dagger and wand, the former demonhost bowed to his opponant.
"I'll let you make the opening move. Personal preference and all, you know?"
Post by Forgoil Halifirien on Jul 20, 2009 10:27:40 GMT -5
"Well for such honorable chaps like yerselves, I would've at least expect ya ta wait until I had actually arrived," said a voice from behind Felix and Professor Halifirien stepped out into the open. He was dressed very differently from his usual style: in class and during his leisure time he could be seen wearing casual clothing or a relaxed suit. Now, he was dressed in his old battle-attire from years past: an all black fencing suit with the Hufflepuff badger emblazoned in yellow on his back. He was also wearing a black skipper's cap and could be seen twirling his wand in a manner that betrayed just how comfortable he was with it.
"But I figure boys will be boys and ya two goofs just wanted ta get started, and beat the ever-lovin' snot outta each other," said Forgoil in a voice that was so stern that it sounded like he could bend steel just by speaking. His pale green eyes, usually bright and unconcerned, were hardened and alert: he was taking no chances with this duel. "Right then, here's the rules. No Unforgivables and no spells aimed ta permanently maim or disable yer opponent," continued the grey-haired professor as he looked on the proceedings. "No shots below the belt, no actually physical fightin' between the lot of ya, and if I even see that demon start ta act outta control I'm gonna expell it back inta Pandemonium. Right then? First attack goes to whoever seizes it," continued Forgoil as he raised his left arm into the air.
Looking between Phugius and Lucius, Forgoil dropped his hand and roared out, "Now have at it, ya rapscallions!"
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 20, 2009 12:54:47 GMT -5
good, he wasn't going to use his demon. Things weren't going to get too complicated. Phugsius had stood up and was now eyeing Lucius. "Good, I'd consider you for a BIGGER coward using a demon to fight. If you honestly want to fight two-on-one though by all means..."
Really? Lucius had given him the first move? Well if he insisted but it was gonna be a doozy. Phugsius was about to start when the man who brought this whole duel idea to fruition appeared. Phugsius had to take a moment out of the intense moment to smile at how odd this man was, Professor Froggy...
But back to the matter at hand.
REDUCTO! The exploding spell flew at the earth at Lucius' feet sending a large cloud of dirt in the air around him. This ASSUMEDLY would block his view, but this is pure SPECULATION, as Phugsius didn't know if he would use his demon to see magical energy. If the boy did, Phugsius had already won in a sense because Lucius broke his vow not to use it. The dirt MIGHT also make Lucius cough for a second or two, but once again, this is pure SPECULATION. The explosion MAY also cloud his hearing, but Phugsius wasn't sure either way. While the spell flew through the air Phugsius had already had his next two spells planned out accordingly. Phugsius took aim at the boy before his spell forced the cloud of assumedly vision hindering dirt to shoot up. Then Phugsius moved four feet to the right, this would percievably send any spells that had been previously trained on the boy to fly right by.
Simultaneously as Phugsius moved to the right he said Incarcerous! The spell caused ropes to shoot outside of the dirt cloud into the dirt cloud. Because there was a dirt cloud around Lucius, Phugsius ASSUMED that the boy would not see the ropes heading toward him from outside the cloud to restrain him, thus, making it harder to dodge, but once again, SPECULATION on Phugsus' part.
At this time Phugsius shot one spell into the cloud where he still had his wand trained on where the boy was (and may have still been). Petrificus Totalus! If Lucius decided to try and burn the ropes he would have to waste the time burning the ropes and the spell MIGHT hit him
Phugsius waited... If all had gone to plan when the dust cleared he would have himself a hog tied, petrified, (somewhat dirty) Lucius.
If all hadn't gone to plan, Phugsius was ready to take a second to prepare for any spells that came next.
Post by Lucius Dante Infernus on Jul 20, 2009 17:37:11 GMT -5
"And I thought I was last to arrive... Eh, 's all good."
With a flick of the wrist, Lucius sent his demon to stand at the edge of the field. He had had no plans of letting the demon run loose, not since he had no idea if he could reign the best in if he did let Samael of Abaddon roam free. He hadn't once let his eyes leave his opponent when he spoke or while he still spoke, just to gauge if Phugsius would be polite and honourable and bow back.
"I have no plans of letting my ever-so-recently subjugated, soul-sharing demon run free or out of control professor."
As soon as the dirt exploded in his face, Lucius knew his foe was being the usual Slytherin; Dirty and under-handed by not following proper etiquette. Acting more on instinct than skill, the teen dove to one side as he slammed his wand into the pommel of his dagger, merging the pair and starting the cycle of his usual combination attacks.
"Flippendo!"
Pulling the sting back of the bow that had immediately formed out of pure magical energy, with the wand-dagger combo as the grip, he could feel the "arrow" of the spell form. Letting go of the string, he felt his stamina drop a little... All those weeks of working out to improve his stamina had paid off... The arrow itself was as powerful as a fully-charged Flipendo, but more than twice as fast as the wand-cast versions ever were.
"Coward!"
Springing to his feet as soon as the arrow was away, Lucius kept his distance from the serpent-house student.
"Not even the etiquette of returning the bow I gave you!"
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 20, 2009 18:23:53 GMT -5
"Sorry, mate, but in England I never practiced bowing to vampires before fighting them" A large grin spread across his face. "Is that a bow I see? very intriguing"
Phugsius fired 3 more spells off
This kid had a bow he had to keep him blind. Reducto! This time Phugs aimed the spell to the ground at the boys right shooting up another dirt cloud. Phugsius needed his focus to be thrown off. "Riktusempra!" Phugsius aimed left figuring if he dove left it would hit him there. This would cause him to start laughing hysterically. He might even fall in a ditch that had been created by the reducto spells. This time instead of having the incarcerous spell close he started it right from where he was, creating a delay effect. "Incarcerous!"
Post by Lucius Dante Infernus on Jul 21, 2009 17:20:08 GMT -5
"Well, I'm no vampire! The last Slytherin I duelled had the courtesy of bowing back!"
As the cloud of dirt blew into the sky, Lucius did the one thing Phugsius hadn't counted on; Dived right through it. As he passed through the falling mud, he was already preparing another spell... A big one... Flicking the bow over so the string rested against the outside of his arm, he pulled it back as he uttered his spell.
"Impedimenta!"
Rather than one "arrow", eight appeared, each as powerful as the flippendo spell he had fired seconds before. Just as he sprung to his feet, he let go of the string, all eight arrows flying out at his foe in a slightly spread out manner. Last time he had done this, it had cut his hand to fire all eight, but now that he had the stamina to fire more than a hundred arrows? It was a spit in the ocean.
Post by Thomas Lucre on Jul 21, 2009 20:35:19 GMT -5
(Ahem. Is there a reason Lucius is impervious to breaking into a mad fit of giggles? Even Teagan was incapacitated by that spell, though her stubborn streak kept her from visibly giggling. I mean, it even seems Phugs foresaw you dodging, so if the first spell didn't hit, that one should have.)
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 22, 2009 0:10:01 GMT -5
(OOC: I'm letting it slide because i'm a sport XD. Next time say what the spell is intended to do because different sources say different things about some spells)
Phugsius dove left to the ground in the meantime screaming "Aguamenti!"feeling the arrows wizz by over his head. one had hit his foot. he would not be able to move toward Lucius without triping or falling. A jet of water shot out from his wand wetting the ground at lucius' feet making it into a large mud basin. Well what the bloody hell? eight spells? EIGHT? Phugsius was now sure he had to end this now. Who knew what else this bow of his could do? "REDUCTO!" This time instead of a giant dirt cloud the explosive spell sent a giant tidal wave of mud flying toward the boy covering him from head to toe. DURO! With that spell the mud began to harden making a ceramic type encasing to match the boys entire body. The spell also caused the mud around the boys feet to harden. Expelliarmus! the spell was sent flying toward the his opponent in an ideal case disarming him.
Post by Lucius Dante Infernus on Jul 22, 2009 8:29:05 GMT -5
As the ground turned into a mudbath, Lucius was already planning his next move. As soon as the mud was in the air, the bow was gone, in its place was a silvery shield.
"Protego!"
A glimmering barrier formed infront of the teen, taking the mud instead... Of course, it also accepted the disarming spell without complaint... Next step; Get out of this mud-barrier. The shield reformed back to the dagger-form before lengthening into a longsword.
"Incendio!"
Swinging the sword as he uttered the spell, Lucius shattered the blade... The shards were held in a whip-like form by tendrils of fire, something the teen already knew about and was counting on. Cutting through the ceramic-like mud, the shards wend haywire and diced the stuff before re-forming into a standard sword that was shrinking back to the dagger form again.
"I suggest trying harder next time you want to disarm me... Simple tricks like that won't do."
The bow was back again, and once more eight arrows were forming.
"Bombarda Maxima."
The eight grenade-like spells lanced outwards in a small net-like pattern, almost like they were intending to trap the snake in a ring of explosions.. Just as planned...
"Well, I'm no vampire! The last Slytherin I dueled had the courtesy of bowing back!"
The last Slytherin that Lucius had had the honor of dueling had Just entered the stands surrounding the large field. And was having an internal debate about who to root for. His friend or his house mate. By 'rooting for' he meant help out from the stands.
He decided to just watch for a few reasons, one he doubted that Dante would be very thrilled either way. And another the one fiend he thought would be all for an unfair fight was actually rooting for fair play.
So what exactly is this fight for? Are they fighting for a mate? or is it territory. Um its a more of a fight for honor. Well then you have no right to interfere. What? I'd be all for it if it was for the other two reason for one if what i read of you mind is correct then that boy's current mate is Morgan which I would happily support you in defending. And that same boy is also a friend so if it was territory then you may get a claim if you helped. but you say this is for honor. It would be insulting to you and both people involved if you did something to help eitherside.
Malachy Sat down sighing. Bloodwing had a point. The dragon the poked his head through the stands. Malachy had half a mind to make him visible. But that would probably either make Phug walk the FUCK away from the duel or it would distract Luc, who had yet to meet the living-impaired dragon. So Malachy sat quietly and watched from the stands. He would get to Luc after the due and do the introductions.DERP!
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 22, 2009 12:25:22 GMT -5
"Avis" seven birds flew right into the Bombarda spells minus one which landed in the dirt due to the fact Phugsius was still on the ground. The birds exploded into what looked like smoke. The smoke spread and covered the battle field creating a fog like effect. Where one might not see more than five feet infront of them.
A voice echoed through the fog. "You ninny! That might have killed me! Just like you gryffindor fools. Charging in with all power and giving NO thought or care to strategy... I swear you're like barbarians with magic sticks"
"Sonorus' this spell amplified his voice but it wasn't in the volume. Phugsius used it to amplify the quantity.
"Incarcerous" The sonorus spell caused his voice to sound from all around Lucius in the fog. The ropes sprung from the ground and even right at his feet holding him to the earth (If the hardened mud stuck to his feet weren't enough).
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