Darkclaw
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I'm not depressing, you're just sensitive.
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Post by Darkclaw on Jan 20, 2008 1:58:16 GMT -5
I've grown bored again. I believe the only way to keep me from growing so bleakly in-content is to battle someone.
Anyone worthy enough to challenge me?
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Post by mizuchigirl on Jan 21, 2008 14:44:40 GMT -5
I'll rp with you! I don't think I know you. Are you new to the UDD? Well if you are then welcome! You seem like you'll be an evil character so I'll be a good character! I always am. ^^"
Character: Thiago Gunner Age: 20 Occupation: Magik Protectorate Eyes: Gold Hair: Snow white Battle Clothing: Skin Tight Battle Leather jumpsuit with a blue stripe down the spine and combat boots.
Maybe we can be friends if I can get you to not be evil anymore!
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Darkclaw
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I'm not depressing, you're just sensitive.
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Post by Darkclaw on Jan 22, 2008 13:39:52 GMT -5
You're kidding me, right? Fine, lets make this brutal. It will be in usual Forum RP Format. I'll begin.)
"You came here, to the darkest reaches of the Digital world searching for your home. You'll not find it here little girl, only death resides here. There is only Darkclaw." He sighed, descending from the darkness, from the Digi-borialis with his massive arms crossed over his chest. Twisted, faceless viruses scaled the streams of digital colour. They watched as their master took full shape. His long, feathered gray hair flowing free. His golden mask glistening in the streaming light. His massive wings and razor sharp claws trembling with power.
"Maybe I'm a little in over my head. Why are you here anyway? You were deleted by Tai!"
"Evil cannot die... Six years ago, in the original UDD Realm, I began a digital Holocaust. Because of the flow of data from the dying Digimon, I was able to encrypt myself in the Digi-borialis. No matter how many times I die... I will simply be reborn here."
"You monster... Thats horrible! How could you just kill without feeling? I want you out of my home, now!" She scream, flying toward his, jumping from shard of solid data to another like small platforms. Her fist ready to strike. "I've got to find a way to keep you from coming back!"
"Simple little girl." He lowered his head, crossing his arms over his chest again. A mass of data straight from the Digi-borialis began to pump into him. He flash stepped, six copies of himself bared down upon her. Two lashed out at her with rendering claws, two more kicked her knees out from under her and the last two appeared at her sides, lobbing an endless supply of negative energy bolts into her. Through all this, the original Darkclaw hadn't moved an inch. He allowed his copies to fade and simply watched her. His faceless virus minions howled and roared, delighting in her pain. "Leave now... This is your last chance."
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Darkclaw
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I'm not depressing, you're just sensitive.
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Post by Darkclaw on Feb 6, 2008 2:41:00 GMT -5
"Enough of this waiting game. If you were too weak to face me then you shouldn't have come here are all. Returning to the UDD was idiotic on your part, child." He spoke, unfolding his freakishly long arms and pointing a single blood red claw at her. His Lichmon minions crowded the girl, tearing away at her barely conscience body, carrying her closer to their master. "Your biggest mistake was thinking that I could be defeated. Even if that good bit of me, HiAndromon, was given a second chance that simply means that the virus within me is pure evil again." He reached down, digging his claws into her collar bone and lifting her to his eye level.
"The UDD will never exist without me. Just like the Real World would never exist without death, prejudice and war."
A moment of silence passed before he tore her right in half, letting her disassembled body float away. He sighed, fading back into the flowing colors of the Digi-borialis.
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Post by Digidude on Aug 6, 2011 23:07:03 GMT -5
Entering the stage, Digidude saw Darkclaw fading up into the Digi-borialis. He was gone.
Looking longingly down the hall that had once been such a vibrant, active place, he reflected on the tale of the Unofficial Digimon Domain and those he had called friends. In his right paw he held the crests of friendship and hope, both fading quietly into darkness. They'd been gone a long time, one or two paying a brief token visit.
Digidude sighed. What a long ride it had been, but the tale had ended with a whimper rather than a thunderous hurrah. Some stories ended that way. Carefully setting the crests on the ground at his feet, he looked furtively up at Ultimate Evil's long-deserted mansion, and over at Teen Sora's abandoned poker shack.
"Here" he thought, "Here is where we had some of the greatest times I can remember. What a blessing it really was."
Digidude barred the door of the *DigiCheers* for the final time, and putting on a brave face, turned to start down the open road, watching the twilight fading into the distance.
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