Pc Spar Challenge

I am issuing an open challenge to one or more people for a t1 pc spar.ALl forms of planar travel or control are allowed.

I'll fight you. Post first.

Asstrail Josh you accepted so i insit you post first if your gonna bitch and copmplain bout why i should then dont waste my time or run back to your little friend over at Ayenee.

Hehehehehehehehe *giggle giggle* I'll post first =O. =O =O =O

http://www.vgmusic.com/music/console/sony/ps1/sotnchap.mid The guardian traversed within this land of magic. Leaving Neo-Astral's prosperity and binding himself to the natural whims of Earth. Rickety trees with hollowed centers creaked to the breaking winds. The moon lit sky spoke of nightmares and tragedies. A callous mist flowed above the forest floor. Tenebrous owls hooted to forgotten phantoms . Beasts howled frightening reminders of mortality within the woodland deeps. Endearing with virtue he stood, the Grand Summoner, student of Kaosu and allie to the Xeta. Hands clamped together, fingers bracing one another. Divining his mind with absolute meditation. Alas a true karmic prince with compassionately chaotic twists.

Worlds alike couldn't begin to fathom what stood there so gloriously. A conqueror of gods, defeater of masses, liberator to the oppressed. An eternity of catastrophe and kingship weaved together with great prestige. His name was known by many, fear struck by countless and rejoiced throughout millions. A veteran of war decorated with ten thousand sun's worth of medallic weight. Following a spiritual path disciplined by divine justice. As the wind passed over uninvitingly, chestnut tendrils sprayed in front of his radiant teal eyes. Intelligent eyes which sophisticated their reality by comprehending the entirety of its secrets. When the clouds parted his spectral flesh pulsed without pigment. His evergreen robe seemed to scowl with dislike at the circumstances. Amidst while its scarlet fire serpent embroidery traversed in waves against the forceful breeze.

" Allee Allee oxesonfree, come out, come out, where ever you are, bitch. Time to die. TIme to lose your life. Time to taste your bowels while I shove my foot down your throat. Time to see what it feels like when you live your last few moments while i salt your body's fleshless wounds!"

http://www.vgmusic.com/music/console/nintendo/snes/jpr-arcanafinal.mid The opponent finally came. Accepting Joshua's murderous cry for an all thrown out war. Putrid and distasteful was the enigmatic opposer's existence, standing upon his throne of inscience, unjustifiably confident. To the end would he carry this false domineering persona. But the fate's knew the truth, and what lied upon the dark scaled underbelly of the truth was Zero's dissolution. Six feet of earth and half starved worms were awaiting his empty eyeless cracked skull to stare lifelessly at the coffin's lid in between the eternal darkness.

Tapping his right temple he cleverly smiled while his left hand wormed along the southern left regions of his sparkling robe, " You're so amusing. I feel the pulse of the incomplete Hyperion Dawn aggressively attempting to erase its connection with you. You're completely dysfunctional when it comes to dominating and mastering the secrets of reality."

Joshua was a predecessor to the hierarchy of Hyperion Dawn's true creator. He administrated the greatest extent of Hyperion Dawn's destructive abilities beyond the preordained limitations of its creator. Using its existential balance between reality's sophisticated layers and crisscrossing them into multifaceted techniques deploying the greatest magnitude of defense and offense. Yeah, he was gravely mistaken when attempting to trigger a victory through the majesty of his own group and self-innovated design.

Dissatisfaction would come upon the hopeful Zero. To his greatest surprise Zero would find himself lost in the ocean's of disbelief, discomforting by Joshua's existential guardian, the Astral Nexus. The greater consciousness which was rearranging reality within the stages of "pre-creation", the void and often known as the stage of "Universal Chaos". These unimaginative acts took place during the timeless hours. She was nothing but an impassioned desire that concentrated and compressed during these somber moments. Growing, expanding, adapting, unbelievably evolving and empowering a continual betterment with entirety. This shell of consciousness and will power began breaking the shackles of nihilism and spreading her angelic wings of omniscient, omnipotent livelihood. Bursting into existence as one of the divine greater consciousness which willed its self into reality. Coalescing its totality to the the three blocks of universal conglomeration. Will, activity and love. These being the three transpiring transmitting and receiving factors to consciousness. known as the blocks of B.

With the Astral Nexus being understood as one of the first few self- existing beings, another thing should be covered. Throughout the unaccountable hours during pre-creation, the Astral Nexus industrialized the medium of the endless void. This industrialization was a governed mass of existence which she dictated by her own consciousness. This inconceivable omnipotence is validated by her permeating preternatural archetype programmed within her infinity.

[A Slight Mechanical explanation]- The Astral Nexus's universal operations function behind a single unit of consciousness . All performances being compliant, for every equilibrium influencing surrounding equilibriums become balanced into one system. This principle gives it the ability to transfer astral kinetics of any quantity across any immeasurable distance. Detailing another service, automatic maintenance and figuration. All presence of energy, matter and ether decay into a state of one, which equalizes the change and adapts it with the previous state. Initializing why every form of mass binds in unison through diverse effects much like quantum decay. In other words "Sentient Morphic Status" , the conformed unity of all interactions.

There Joshua stands on the corporeal plane in a physical facade, nothing short of a costume to his previous body's image. Mean while the reputably astral plane, currently titled "Neo-Astral" *The Astral Plane*, remains ineffective. Joshua's avatar slightly blinked as if going through a trans-dimensional glitch which apparently seemed to stabilize. " Fucking pussy."

Ascensions progressed throughout hierarchies which recreate new formats of being during the awakenings Yet that original subjective state of consciousness carries along with it ego identity, self-image, orientation to self-preservation, emotional identity, orientation to self gratification, self definition, social identity, self acceptance, creative identity, orientation to self expression, archetypical identity, orientation to self-reflection, universal identity and orientation to self knowledge. The impending orientation to their universal consciousness never changing, always inseparable to the archetypical originality. Each block of b with their reverent three faculties of power being inescapable to the binding laws of the creator's cosmology, manipulated into the mechanical genius of the Nexus. Consciousness tied into the installing states of universal oneness, wholeness and connection which all existential forces derive from; altering, distotring and changing with it. Thus came the destruction,. the retaliation of giants and dragons. The three states of b being selectively distorted and discarded into chaotic chains binded to the celestial, existential, temporal, linear, non-linear and the "Immaterial Truth" of Zero. The "Immaterial Truth" defining the embodiment of absolute ultimacy aka "Jnana" , the core which statistically speaking, is ether. Infinity now degrading into a dissonant mass hijacking entire multiverses interconnecting with Zero's totality.

- So the foolish die foolishly.-

Astral-aid. El oh el , haha , good luck, buddy.

Exile wrote:

Asstrail Josh you accepted so i insit you post first if your gonna bitch and copmplain bout why i should then dont waste my time or run back to your little friend over at Ayenee.

What's the point of being a whiner? Leave your bitch fests off of the board, IMO. Take it to Yahoo if you want to argue. This is a thread specific for a spar, not a "LETS COMPARE COCKS".

A series of mathematical logistics, spreading through out the coding of the omniverse. Zero had interpreted a great collapse of the planes, and perhaps a shift in time. But as the old saying goes, time was not of the essence. Nor were the planes. The planes were mere existence, held on to and created by the Omniverse, a series of heirarchal formalities that had become necessary after Hyperion Dawn to create and sustain life, bridging coding to hold themselves together, and yet separate. This man had laced himself with the level of existence of which Planar Construct existed, a lower level code that was still governed by the principles of the Omni-construct. It was on this higher level that Zero would make his Ultimate attack. Systematic Obliteration. Shifting about now

moving and streamlining across the correct digits that had formed the very constructs of the planes, he changed the statement using a mere conscious want. The statement that had allowed the construct of the planes to exist had been deemed false now. When something in the true code is changed to become false, entropy devours it, and it turns back to raw integers, set aside to be re-fromed back into the omniverse. Time had no weight in the construct, for time abided by the construct rules. It was only a measure of a period in which it took for the code to be executed. His intention, was to turn the Omniverse flat. Retracting it into its raw, original state, the hyperion dawn, with a pocket set aside containing the original code, only, altered to the point where his opponent

didn't exist, and never had. When this coding is employed and reforms the Omniverse, all of creation would be set back to normal, only, without his opponent anywhere. The thoughts, memories, minds, and dreams of anyone who had any link to Josh would no longer contain themselves, for they were erased. The Planar construct collapse neared its end now, as he would wait to employ the hyperion dawn, just for the sport of letting Josh try to survive.

Just letting you know I didn't forget to respond to this thread. I was going to respond tonight which is 5:19 A.M saturday but...a lot of shit happened. I'll respond shortly though so please be patient. Thanks.

Its cool bro gah i hate working third shift.

POSTING TODAY. Btw, Wingly, can you fix your last post? On my screen it went . [first paragraph's ending]-governed by the principles of the Omni-construct. It was on this higher level that Zero would make his Ultimate attack. Systematic Obliteration. Shifting about now

[Second Paragraph] moving and streamlining across the correct digits that had formed the very constructs of the planes, he changed the statement using a mere conscious want. The statement that had allowed the construct of the planes to exist had been deemed false now. When something in the true code is changed to become false, entropy devours it, and it turns back to raw integers, set aside to be re-fromed back into the omniverse. Time had no weight in the construct, for time abided by the construct rules. It was only a measure of a period in which it took for the code to be executed. His intention, was to turn the Omniverse flat. Retracting it into its raw, original state, the hyperion dawn, with a pocket set aside containing the original code, only, altered to the point where his opponent

Notice how it went from shifting about now to moving and streamlining. Then it went from " the hyperion dawn, with a pocket set aside containing the original code, only, altered to the point where his opponent" , which is the end of the second paragraph, to [Beginning of third paragraph] didn't exist, and never had. When this coding is employed and reforms the Omniverse, all of creation would be set back to normal, only, without his opponent anywhere. The thoughts, memories, minds, and dreams of anyone who had any link to Josh would no longer contain themselves, for they were erased. The Planar construct collapse neared its end now, as he would wait to employ the hyperion dawn, just for the sport of letting Josh try to survive.

So basically I need you to fix it before I continue. I wrote three paragraphs out already but stopped because I felt the need to solve this issue before I continued. I got the three paragraphs saved too, btw.

I just found out Exile got killed but that doesn't matter, dude, we should finish the fight. Btw, I can revive him if you go through with the rp.

When did I apparently get killed ?? if your talking about donald or alec kane the fight was never finished.

Dude, Jason. How many times are you going to use that post of yours? This is the third time I've seen it.

~Zan~

=;
your point ill use it as many times as I see fit
so stfu

That shows just how unoriginal you are.

Well, since we both had an inconvenience this fight is canceled. Neither of us had time and we both realized that we should just do it another time. Sorry for the disappointment people. Plus it was do to ooc conflict that bullshit got confused. So yeah, we both agreed to just cancel the fight. In conclusion, we'll just call it a draw on equal parties. Not due to skill , talent and etc..Just do to bullshit. Sorry for your inconvenience.

What Josh Said.