Yoda

Y.Craig walks out of the bathroom, with a tiny Y.Craig plushie following him. Because of Y.Craig's already tiny size, the plushie is smaller than an action figure. [B]Y.Craig:[/B] Goin to far, this is. [B]Mini Y.Craig:[/B] Cheek me, you shall not. Fight, we shall! [B]Y.Craig:[/B] DIE *****! Two green lightsabres appeared as if from no where, and they two Y.Craig's started battling about the house with tremendous speed.

Hopefully I will be allowed to do this: ----------------------------------------------------- [B]Name:[/B] Strider Elessar [B]Age:[/B] 20 [B]Race:[/B] Half Elf [B]Weapons:[/B] Anduril; flame of the West, an elven dagger, and a Long bow. [B]Biography:[/B] He is the one child of Aragorn and Arwen, and was named after his father's nickname, which Frodo liked to call him. He was taken into hiding as a child, and so no one knew that he was alive. Aragorn died, without anyone knowing that he had a son. He has been training for many years, and has become one of the Dunadan. He now feels it is time for him to join the fellowship, and offer his services like his father before him. [B]Appearance:[/B] Has the basic appearence of his father, but his hair is smoother, he is taller, and has pointy ears. He wears clother similar to his father (at the start of the Fellowship film)

Ah, Neil and Flashy, always two welcome... creatures, in my RPG's. Cool picture aswell Flash. I guess Azmudan is meant to be somewhat like Raziel.

[B]Kain:[/B] With the ring of the bell, our time draws near. Come now, all of you, I wish to reach the sarufan before the sun does. Azmudan, if you can keep up with us until then, you shall have a feast, which will more than recover all of your strength. You have the word of Kain. [B]Azmudan:[/B] I cannot refuse such an opportunity. Make no mistake, I shall not trail. [B]Medra:[/B] I have waited long to see the day that I should once again charge into battle with you Kain. No longer shall we linger in shadow. A look of pure aggresion was in Kain's eyes. He raised the Soul Reaver to the air, and yelled furiously. Even in the dark of the night, the Soul Reaver gleamed with the power and fury of it's master. Kain charged, Medra and Azmudan close behind. All their fangs were hungry to taste more blood, and they moved like blurs through the barren land. Within moments, they were looking down at the sarufan camp, which was hidden within a trough in the land. Kain looked at Medra, and at Azmudan. Both were eager to charge down there, but were disciplined enough to wait for Kain's order. [B]Kain:[/B] Both of you... have fun. Drink your fill, and leave no one alive. I have... work to do. I will not be long. With that, Kain leapt down the steep canyon wall towards the camp. Medra and Azmudan reacted instantly, following him into the trough. Arrows cut through the air, but they either missed, or were cut in half by the vampires' claws. Kain noticed the floor had a thin fog about it. [I]Perfect[/I]. Kain landed on the ground, instantly seeming to disappear. Azmudan realised this must have been one of Kain's dark gifts, and Medra recognised it instantly. They watched for a moment as sarufan heads were cut from their bodies by a seemingly invisible force. [B]Kain (Whisper*):[/B] If I am not back before you finish, come to the tomb upon the hill. I will be there. Have fun, my friends. Both vampires heard Kain's voice, and sneered with pleasure, as they charged into the sarufan camp. *Vampire's in Blood Omen have the ability to "whisper" to each other. This means they can communicate through their minds, at any distance.

[B]Y. Craig:[/B] Much to learn, you still have Neil. The grey tufts of hair on Y.Craig's ears flash upwards and turn green, and an aura of lightning explodes around him, ripping throghout the house like a wild tornado. [B]Neil:[/B] Craig, wait. We could either fight, or we could all chase Neo and have cactus for dinner. [B]SSJY.Craig:[/B] Hmm... cactus, we shall eat. Cut him up I will.

[B]Craig:[/B] Hmm, a lightsabre I have. Cool. Craig unclips the lightsabre handle, and looks at it carefully. He presses the button on it, and a green blade shoots out... straight through his leg. Craig falls to the floor in pain and starts squirming. [B]Craig:[/B] GAH! Some pain killers I need hmm. Craig suddenly realises his power, and focuses on the wound. Immediately it starts to heal, and the wound is completely closed within 5 seconds. Craig grins.

Kain stood on the balcony of the vampire sanctuary of Meridian, staring out at the town below. Vorador, previous leader of the vampire in htis town, and Khan, one of Kain's first troops stood behind him. The soul reaver rested lightly in Kain's left hand, its viciously sharp point piercing the stone floor at his feet. [B]Vorador:[/B] The sarufan care not that their leader is destroyed... their presistence must be admired. [B]Kain:[/B] There is nothing to admire about these... scum. Soon they will all be dead, and Nosgoth will once again belong to me. Now that the sarufan lord has been destroyed, no one can stand up to my power. [B]Vorador:[/B] No Kain, no single man can beat you now... but if they bring their army, you can still be defeated. [B]Kain:[/B] I am aware of that. I have already decided what our cource of action shall be. Kain turned to face the other vampires, his dark gaze filling both of them with fear. [B]Kain:[/B] We will gather the strongest vampires from nearby cities, and raise an army strong enough to counter the sarufan masses. Vorador, you will stay here, and start disabling the sarufan resources here in Meridian. That is your role, do not disapoint me. Vorador bowed, then turned and left the balcony. Khan stood firmly at his position, and Kain approached him. [B]Kain:[/B] Khan, my best soldier, I have a task of great responsibility that I wish you to carry out. [B]Khan:[/B] I will do anything that you ask my lord. [B]Kain:[/B] As always. I require you to go to the city of Raspeth... and recruit all vampires you can for my army. Kill any vampire who supports the sarufan, and destroy any resistance you may come across. But, do try to be subtle. [B]Khan:[/B] As you command. What will you do my lord? [B]Kain:[/B] I will go firstly to Normus, Meridian's sister town. There is something on the way... that is of great interest to me. Go now Khan. Khan bowed low, then urned and entered the sanctuary, off to prepare for his journey. Kain turned, and stared at the streets below, at the partolling sarufan guards and civilians, seemingly unaware of the torment that would await them. [B]Kain:[/B] Raziel, Turel, Dumah, Rahab, Zephon and Melchiah... the 6 of pure spirit, mightiest of sarufan priests, will soon be under my control. The sarufan camp between Meridian and Normus will not be undisturbed for long. The Soul Reaver and its bearer are coming for them. With that, Kain leapt from the balcony, landing on another high rooftop almost 50 feet away from the sanctuary. Another jump took him over 100 feet along towards the outskirts of town. He landed on a roof, looking down at the part of the town considered the slums. [B]Kain:[/B] The place where I awoke from 400 years of torment. Umah... she woke me. She could have been my queen, but she betrayed me, and has paid the appropriate price. With another mighty leap, Kain landed in an alleyway very close to the gates leading out of town. Two sarufan guards stood at their posts on either side of the gate. Without hesitation or fear, Kain stepped out into the street to face them. [B]Sarufan1:[/B] A vampire! Both guards charged towards Kain, their long swords drawn, but Kain stood still, left hand bracing the Soul Reaver's hilt. One guard stabbed at him, Kain side stepped, and brouth the Soul Reaver about in an arc, taking the head from his attacker. Before the other could react, Kain had one of his mighty hands grasping at the sarufan's throat. Kain lifted him into the air with ease, and stared into his eyes. [B]Kain:[/B] I will give you the honour of knowing, sarufan, that you will die at the hands of the vampire who will very soon be the ruler of Nosgoth. I hope this brings you some comfort, as yu spend the rest of eternity in agony. Kain thrust the Soul Reaver forward, stabbing the sarufan through the face. Blood gushed from the wound, as he went limp, and collapsed to the floor, eyes upturned into his head. Kain drank of their blood, yeling wth delight as he felt his lore (strength) increase once again. He held out one hand, and shot out a telikinetic orb at the crank to open the gate. The gate's crank swung around, which shot the gate upwards. Kain marched out of Meridian's gates proudly. His reign, was about to begin.

Craig walks out of the green room, embarrased after realising he was fighting with a cushion. He strols into the living room, and looks at Neil showing off his saiyan abilities. Neil looks at him, and gasps. [B]Neil:[/B] Holy crud it's Yoda. [B]Craig:[/B] What crap is it that you speak now hmm? Hey, why am I talking strange? Craig walks over to the mirror, and sees a small green dude with bid ears staring back at him. A huge grin spreads across his face. [B]Craig:[/B] Ah, dreams come true have mine hmm. [B]Neil:[/B] Craig... most of your saiyan levels are stronger than that. You must be dullusional if you think that gives you any real strength. Craig glares at Neil angrily. [B]Craig:[/B] 800 years old am I, and yet still fúck you up, I can. [B]Neil:[/B] We must kung-fu fight! Craig and Neil charge at each other and start bashing each other with musical instruments.

[B]Name:[/B] Kain [B]Age:[/B] 24 [B]Race:[/B] Monoshi [B]Appearance:[/B] Looks like Tapion from Dragonball movie 13. [B]Bio:[/B] Upon birth people said he was a Kokiri, he was small, had elf like ears, and a great bond with nature. However, unlike other Kokiri, he grew in size and looks as he got older. It turned out that he was a Monoshi, of which one only comes every 500,000 years. He became the protector of the Lost Woods, and his home was deep inside the woods, in the temple of the forest. He turned it from it's rundown state into a house of great magnificence, defending it many times from enemies. One day, a dragon rose out of the forest, Kain couldn't comprehend where it came from, and it started attacking the Kokiri's homes. Kain battled with the dragon for a long while, and finally managed to calm and tame it when he played "The melody of the woods". The dragon was elerald in colour, just like the forest, and so Kain named the beast Valandra, which means "Beautiful rage" in the language of the Kokiri. [B]Mystical Artifacts:[/B] Sword of the heavens - A broadsword which is held in a holster across Kain's back. It is unbreakable and cannot be taken from Kain's side. Ocarina of the forest - A green ocarina with golden embedment. It glows whenever there is trouble within the Kokiri's land. He can use it to teleport to anywhere within the Kokiri land, and when he plays it, all Kokiri hear it, no matter where they are. Golden Gauntlets - Allows the wearer to achieve unmatched feats of strength and lift almost any object. Dragon/Mount(optional): Valandra, an emerald dragon.

Craig has been staring blankly at the floor for some time. He seems to be in a daydream of some kind. [B]Craig:[/B] Dammit, another leprechaun dies. Guess I owe Neil a dollar. Oh Neeeeeiiiiiiiiiillllll... Craig runs forward to what he sees as Neil, but he runs straight into the back door, and crashed to the floor. [B]Craig:[/B] Owwy. [B]Ken:[/B] Craig, it was one of the elephants, he hit you. [B]Craig:[/B] The bastard! Where is 'e? Craig got into a crouched fighting ctance, and looked anxiously about the room. Suddenly he dived forward, over the cough, and crashed to the floor. He was grasping one of the cushions in a tight headlock. [B]Craig:[/B] I got ya' now pinky!

Ugh, guys, this is clearly put years before the book, I think we are supposed to be searching for Gollum who has recently recieved the ring. ------------------------------------- [B]Name:[/B] Kain [B]Age:[/B] 1320 [B]Race:[/B] Drow (Dark elf) [B]Weapons:[/B] Twin scimitars, which he treasures dearly, and a kris dagger. [B]Bio:[/B] Kain is the last of the Drow, the dark elves. However they were not evil, they were great warriors, and have a passion for water and ice. Kain is the last of heir kind, and has been alive for an age. Although he is quite famous around Middle Earth, he is, and always has been one of the Dunádain, a wanderer of the earth. [B]Description:[/B] Has deep blue skin and white hair, deep eyes. Has a red and blue suit with a navy blue cape. [B]Personality:[/B] Quiet, intelligent, fierce in battle. Wise beyong his years, the usual stuff.

[B]Name:[/B]Nathan Christopher Charles Summers [B]Mutant Name:[/B] Cable [B]Age:[/B] 30 [B]Sex:[/B] Male [B]Mutant Ability:[/B] A telepathic and telekinetic mutant, Cable's physical attributes have been enhanced to superhuman levels. Although his telekinesis allows him to levitate objects and erect protective force shields, he must turn the majority of his energies inward to prevent the techno-organic virus with which he is infected from ravaging the remainder of his body. Cable's techno-organic left arm and shoulder possess even greater strength than his entirely organic right appendage. Similarly, his right eye enables him to see into the infrared spectrum. [B]Bio:[/B] The time-tossed soldier called Cable was born in the latter part of the 20th century to Scott Summers -- a.k.a. the X-Man known as Cyclops, cursed with uncontrollable optic blasts. Subsequently, Nathan was infected with a techno-organic virus created by Apocalypse. The mutant warlord feared the baby one day would develop the power to destroy him. As the virus threatened to transform Nathan's body into a mass of liquid metal and organic steel, a member of the time-traveling Clan Askani appeared to Cyclops. She revealed that Nathan would mature into mankind's savior even as he was cured of the virus, but only if the youngster accompanied her 2,000 years into the future. Choosing to save his son's life, but believing he would never see the boy again, Cyclops assented. The clan raised Nathan to be the Askani'son -- preordained to deliver the world from annihilation at the hands of Apocalypse and his disciples, the New Canaanites. Still, Mother Askani -- the clan's matriarch -- created a clone of Nathan. She feared he would not survive the techno-organic virus. The clone -- kidnapped by the Canaanites, who thought the boy to be the real Nathan -- grew into the mutant madman known as Stryfe. Nathan was raised by Slym and Redd -- actually Cyclops and his wife, the telepathic Jean Grey. Their souls had been drawn into the future and inhabited new bodies. During this time, Nathan discovered how to use his telekinetic abilities to halt the spread of the virus. But already the disease had deformed the left side of his body, now cybernetic in appearance. After a teenage Nathan used his powers to resist Apocalypse, the souls of Cyclops and Phoenix were returned to the era of their birth. To fulfill his mission as the Askani'son, Nathan returned to the 20th century to end the reign of Apocalypse before it could begin. Now answering to the name Cable, he formed a mercenary outfit called the Wild Pack, later known as the Six Pack. Stryfe, who also had traveled to the 20th century, decimated the Six Pack when the team assaulted one of his hidden bases. Seriously wounded, Cable returned to the future. There, he discovered records claiming that Sam Guthrie, the human rocket called Cannonball, existed at least into the 23rd century. Cable believed Guthrie to be the next in a line of immortal mutants known as Externals. To guide the youngster's ascension, he returned to the present to take command of Guthrie's team -- the New Mutants, former students of Professor Charles Xavier. Cable reorganized the squad into the strike team known as X-Force. Believing himself to be the real Nathan, Stryfe attempted to assassinate the telepathic, telekinetic Xavier -- and kidnapped Cyclops and Phoenix in retaliation for their supposed abandonment of him as an infant. During the battle that ensued, Cable and Stryfe tumbled into a temporal rift; both were thought to be destroyed. In fact, the two mutants survived. Cable returned to the present and X-Force, finally providing the team with an explanation of his origins -- which soon was confirmed. Cable subsequently experienced a marked increase in his telekinetic abilities, as well as the re-emergence of his latent telepathic powers. As a consequence, the techno-organic virus claimed an even greater percentage of his flesh and blood. Cable fulfilled his destiny when Apocalypse sought to siphon the awesome energies of "The Twelve" -- mutants of incredible power, destined to alter the course of human history. Cable, Cyclops, Phoenix, and a number of their allies and adversaries were linked to a machine that would channel their energies into Apocalypse, allowing him to absorb a new host body. When his plans were overturned, Apocalypse instead took possession of Cyclops and fled. The first X-Man was presumed dead by most of his teammates; only Cable and Jean refused to believe he had perished. Investigating rumors and hearsay, they found him alive and struggling to reassert his mind over Apocalypse's psyche. With Jean's help, Cable exorcised the warlord and shattered his essence. Having reluctantly taken his father's place among the X-Men, Cable broke with the team following a long-festering philosophical rift. Increasingly, he had found himself questioning Xavier's dream of peaceful coexistence between man and mutant. Cable believes the war between Homo sapiens and Homo superior already has begun...and that only he can stop it. And so he travels the globe, forcibly intervening in world conflicts -- targeting terrorism, Communism, ethic cleansing and the oppression of any minority by a tyrannical majority. He is a solider; he makes his own rules. In Cable's mind, the ends justify the means. [B]Short Description:[/B] Short grey hair, one eye gleams with white energy, bg, muscular, one arm looks metallic but is actually the compressed form of the virus inside his body/ Has a suit like Cyclops'.

Craig wakes up groggily, but feeling much better than when he passed out... his head hurt bad, it felt like several chainsaws were ripping apart the house. He strolled out of his room and walked towards the kitchen. [B]Craig:[/B] I think I'll have a beer. Craig opened the fridge door... and saw only apples, red bull, and a barrel of industrial strength cabbages. He picked up one of the cabbages, it was glowing strengely. [B]Craig:[/B] What in the blue hell? Craig shugged, and took a bite into the cabbage. Immediately his pupils dilated, and everything became much more wonderful. Pink elephants started dancing about and fighting with leprechaun ninja's. Neil, Ken and Neo came in at this time, to see Craig spinning about the living room, holding only a cabbagwe in his hand. [B]Neil:[/B] How did he manage to get drunk again? [B]Ken:[/B] He always finds a way. Craig managed to focus on the three boys, and held out the cabbage to them. It glowed like plutonium, and they noticed the huge bite mark on the side of it. [B]Neo:[/B] That explains a lot. [B]Ken:[/B] Well... atleast its legal. Ken took the cabbage and bit into it, as did the other two boys. Pretty soon they were spinning about and takiong bets on who would triumpg between the pink flying elephants and the leprechaun ninja's.

Craig stumbles through the door, dropping his empty bottle of Vodka on the doorstep. He tries t pull his case through the door, but looses hs balance and tumbled backwards, landing at someone's feet. [B]Ken:[/B] Drunk again Craig? [B]Craig:[/B] You... know it. Had to... finish my uhh, supply before I entered the... the thing. [B]Ken:[/B] The house? [B]Craig:[/B] Yeah... him. [B]Comm. Voice:[/B] Very dissapointing Craig. Craig looked about the room, his slurred vision barely being able to focus on Ken, never mind the sorce of the myterious voice. Slowly he climbed to his feet, and grabbed his case once again. With [I]extreme[/I] concentration he managed to drag his case through the nearest door. [B]Ken:[/B] Uhh, Craig, that's the bathroom. [B]Craig:[/B] Where? [B]Ken:[/B] What your standing in. Craig slowly looked about the room, and managed to focus on a door near to him which had "W.C" written on it. [B]Craig:[/B] Ugh... sonnofa bítch. Craig trudged back out of the bathroom and made his way... eventually, into the greenroom. He tossed his case as hard as he could onto the single bed by the wall next to the double bed, the force of his throw knocking him off balance. He tumbled backwards, hitting his head on the wall. [B]Craig:[/B] Well... this is... a good start.

Note: Although I am putting this sign up here now, I will not be able to start it until I leave the Otaku Big Brother thing. I am putting this up now before I forget, and to give everyone plenty of time to sign up. ;) ------------------------------------------------------------- [B]Background[/B] Blood Omen tells the story of Kain, a nobleman murdered outside a pub, who was offered the gift of vampirism to get vengeance for his death. He did, but over the year his power grew, he quickly became the strongest of vampires, and with his greed, he raised a vampire army to take over the land of Nosgoth. At this time, some humans, who wanted to rid the world of vampires, joined together in a cult. They called themselves the Sarufan. The were at war with the Vampires for many years, and their leader was of an ancient vampire hating race known as the Hyldan. He was known only as the Sarufan Lord. One day, the Sarufan Lord fought Kain in battle, and bested him. Many of his vampire generals had betrayed him, pledging themselves to the Sarufan so they would be spared. Kain did not die, but slept for 400 years. He was woken at this time by a female vampire named Umah, in the city of Meridian. She told him that he had lost much of his former strength, but he was the last hope to rid Nosgoth of the Sarufan. The Sarufan Lord who had beaten Kain had stolen from him Kain's sword, the Soul Reaver. It was still a mystery to Kain how he was bested in battle. He later found out that the Sarfuan Lord possesed an item called the Nexus Stone, making its user immune to the power of the Soul Reaver. Kain found and claimed the nexus stone for himself, and then travelled to the Hyldan Island to face the Sarufan Lord for the last time. On that Island he found a portal that would soon release the ancient race of the Hyldan's into this world. The only was to close this portal was to cast the Nexus Stone into the portal. He did this, which left his at a big disadvantage, now able to be hurt by the Soul Reaver. He was about to face the most challenging battle of his life, which would decide the fate of his entire race. [COLOR=firebrick][B]Setting:[/B][I]Immediately after the events of Blood Omen 2.[/I] Kain defeated the Sarufan Lord who had beaten him 400 years ago. He reclaimed the Soul Reaver for his own, and closed the gate to the Hyldan realm, so the ancient vampire haters known as the Hyldan could no longer threaten the vampires. With the Nexus Stone destroyed, no one could stand up to the power of the Soul Reaver. However, his work was far from over. There wer still very few vampire's loyel to Kain's cause. Only those under the sanctuary of Valanor, in the city of Meridian supported his cause. Some vampires had long since pledged loyalty to the Sarufan in return for their safety, and Kain vowed to destroy them, as well as the Sarufan soldiers, who were still a plague all over Nosgoth. Kain knew that to rid the world of the Sarufan, and take his rightful place as ruler of Nosgoth, he needed an army, an army that were completely loyal to him, and would not betray him like they did 400 years ago. He heard of many strong vampire warriors in towns near to Meridian; the towns of Valandra, Ráspeth, Normus and Ostéa.* And so Kain and his few precious followers are journeying to these towns in order to recruit strong vampires, vampires who desired power, who had an absolute hatred for the Sarufan, who wanted nothing more than to see the glory of the vampire race restored to its former glory! They wait in their towns, excited after hearing rumours that Kain is looking for vampires such as themselves. Soon the final battle between the Sarufan and the Vampires will commence, and Kain is determined not to lose.[/COLOR] *The towns; Valandra - A town some way north of Meridian. Snow is present all year round, which is why Vampire's love this town so much. Because of this, there are many Sarufan knights guarding the town. Ráspeth - The largest of the town's off to the East of Meridian. It has many tall, shodowy buildings, many dark alleyways, and many, many Sarufan priests. Without the Sarufan, this town would be the perfect choice for a vampire to live. Normus - The sister town of Meridian, it lies no more than a few miles to the South of it. The town is almost identical to Meridian, and there is a large Sarufan camp between the two towns. Ostéa - Although there are many Sarufan present, it is common knowledge that vampires rule this town. It is small, and very far West of Meridian, making it hard to send Sarufan replacements out to replace those that die. ---------------------------------------------- This is what you need in your sign up: Name: (Pretty self-explanitory) Age: ( " " " ) Race: (Vampire, Sarufan) Town: (One of the five mentioned above please.) Weapon: (No guns obviously, and only one main weapon please. Secondary weapons can only be daggers.) Dark Gifts: (These are abilities vampires possess to give them advantages over humans. They are things like making your claws sharper, or being able to possess humans. No more then 3 please.) Deccription: (What your character looks like.) Bio: (Your character's history) -------------------------------------------------- [B]Name:[/B] Kain [B]Age:[/B] 850 [B]Race:[/B] Vampire [B]Town:[/B] Meridian [B]Weapon:[/B] The Soul Reaver [Large, Kris shaped sword, with a skull and bat wings on the guard. [B]Dark Gifts:[/B] (I am having more than 3 because I am Kain. However, I will not be able to acquire any more gifts during the RPG, where as you all will.) Mist: When a mist covers the floor, Kain can blend in with it, making him nearly invisible. Fury: A very powerful swipe with Kain's claws. Jump: The ability to jump inhuman distances at great speed. Can also be used as an attack. Charm: Kain has the power to control the minds of humans and some vampires. Berserk: Like fury, but a series of swipes instead of a single one. Telekinesis: Kain is able to move inanimate objects with only his mind. Rage: Like fury, but is basically kills whatever it hits. Drains a lot of Kain's power. [B]Deccription:[/B] Pale skin, black eyes, long grey hair. Muscular but not bulky. Has red trousers, and armour plates on his shoulders, attatched to his body by straps that goe under the opposite arm. Hanging down from the right shoulder plate is a fine piece of cloth, that goes down to his hip, with the vampiric symbol for leader on. [B]Bio:[/B] Basically everything said above. He is currently looking for strong vampires to join his army.

Wait, I've got a better idea. How about you stop spamming up Red's thread. We have PM's for this sort of thing you know.

[B]Zanitz:[/B] Listen buddy, just leave the girl alone. We're here to see King Cold, not to get molested by you. The guard stared at Zanitz for a moment, who returned the glare, then stepped aside, allowing them to enter King Cold's chamber. Zanitz shoved the door open, and walked slowly in. The others followed with some caution. The gang appeared in a very delicate and exquisite hallway. Pillars of magnificent quality lined the walls of the hall, and silken draped glowed along the ceiling, following in a lone towards the end of the hall, where a large figure sat on a throne of unmatched beauty. Two torched burnt brightly at the sides of the throne, and there was a smaller figure standing at the feet of the throne. [B]King Cold:[/B] Welcome Zanitz, and the rest of you. Please come forward, I wish to see you. Zanitz strode forward with some pace, Seifer beside him, the others marching behind. They could see the giant body of their Lord sitting in perfect posture upon his throne, and the smaller figure at his feet seemed to be of the same race. Most of the gang recognised the small figure as Cooler, so far the only child of King Cold. He was no more than 5 years old, but already had a very impressive power. He was running around his fathers feet much like a child would, having a very good time. He seemed to be chasing an insect of some king. [B]King Cold:[/B] Cooler, settle down. Cooler immediately stopped, and witha grumpy look on his face, he stomped over to King Cold and sat down by his fathers giant leg, resting his chin in one cupped hand. [B]Zanitz:[/B] My lord, may I ask hy you summoned us? [B]King Cold:[/B] As yes, Zanitz, I have heard of your impatient nature and your love of battle. It seems you and your friend Seifer here have gathered quite a team, and you now rival some of my elites, am I correct? [B]Seifer:[/B] With respect my Lord, we are stronger than most, if not all of your elites. A slight sneer broke across the face of King Cold, one of admiration rather than surprise. [B]King Cold:[/B] Perhaps you do. Anyway, I simply summoned you to wish you well on your mission personally. [B]Zanitz:[/B] Thank you my lord, we will not fail you. The entire team dropped to one knee, bowing to king Cold, then turned and left his chamber.

[COLOR=firebrick]Craig trudged on through the thick, muddy path, following the river as best he could through the valley. He had picked up on several sets of footprints, the boot markings matched those of American Army boots. Valandra and Ryo were quite a way behind, trying to find an isolated spot to camp. His feet were very light upon the ground, even if the mud was thick enough to make him sink upto his knees. As Craig rached the end of the valley, a rockface appeared, which blocked his view out to the East. The rockface wasn't a natural formation, the unstable ground must have ripped it out of the Earth's crust. Craig quickly and nimbly scaled the small rockface, and peered over the top. He saw a village, very small and rippsed apart, many of the buildings charred beyong repair. He also saw the gorup he had been tracking entering the town. [B]Craig:[/B] Shít, smokers. Smokers were groups of people native to this particular area. They were basically the local people who had grouped tgether, and had then been sent of to find food and get ammunition. This basically meant they killed whomever they came across, and if they had valuable items, they were stripped of all items they had, and then eaten. If they had nothing of value, they were still eaten. Craig had managed to track them unnoticed for 4 sunsets, and Ryo had covered up their own tracks well enough, but if another group of Smokers was tailing these, then Craig's group was trapped. Fear suddenly swept over him, not for his own safety, but for the lives of Valandra and Ryo. He leapt off the rockface, landing in a crouch on the muddy floor, and leapt into a sprint. His feet vicously kicked up mud in his tracks, covering most of the prints made by the smokers. Within 10 minutes he had reached the place where he had left the others. He felt relieved when he saw no sign of fresh prints, or any sign of a struggle nearby. He climbed over the small mound of grass that lead down towards the river, and leapt all the way down the banking, landing on the pebbled ground next to the river. He looked about catiously, when suddenly he heard a voice. [B]???:[/B] Hey Craig, b'here buddy. Craig turned towards the banking, and saw a small opening near the base. Ryo's head was sticking out of the hole, which had previously been covered by ivy. [B]Ryo:[/B] Get in here! Craig walked over to the opening, and started to crawl through. He found it quite a tight squeeze, heaven knows how Ryo managed to get in the hole. The thin gap carried on for more more than 2 feet, and then in opened out into quite a decently sized cave. Ryo had moved towards the fire and was tossing more kindle on. Valandra was sitting in the corner staring blankly at the ceiling. [B]Craig:[/B] How did you manage to find thise place? [B]Valandra:[/B] Luck. What did you find out? [B]Craig:[/B] Well, it looks like we've been trailing smokers since we left the woods. The valley ends in about 2 miles, and there's a small village about a mile towards the East from that point. That's where the smokers are staying is my guess.[/COLOR]

Damn, this was always my favorite mission. I'd be happy to help as best I can. Firstly, make sure you have plenty on ammo for your sniper rifle. Climb onto the roof of the warehouse, and get your scope up. Look at the two guards that are guarding the bridge. Shoot the one that is furthest away from you. The other one will be distracted for a moment before he runs, so you must be very quick to shoot him also. Then, move along the ship to the right, take your time in lining up your shot, it's useless rushing if you keep missing shots. You should only be taking one shot to kill each one. Also, if you see a group of guards shooting at 8 -ball, always take out the ones furthest away first. The closer ones tend to shoot less (because they are easier to hit), and 8-ball can take quite a pounding off those.

I never said you weren't good Seph, obviously for you to rank so high in so many tournaments you must have some skills, I am just pointing out that there is bound to be someone, somewhere in the UK who hasn't attended any tournaments, but could still wipe the floor with anyone who constantly competed in the tournaments. Also, I didn't know about that Just Frame thing with Jin... that does seem pretty cheap. I tend not to use any unblockable moves anyway, except Armour King's, but the poor guy is no longer with us. I have a question though. You said in the tournaments that you like to go Kazuya, Heihachi and Paul... but is it possible to just go one character? I am quite versatile with several characters, but there are some people who specialize in just one character.

Zanitz lead the group around a corner, and three elites blocked their path. They were all smirking and chuckling, while staring at the saiyan group. Zanitz almost reached for his sword, but refrained... barely. The anger was swelling in him. [B]Zanitz:[/B] We need to pass. Zanitz recognised the three elites who blocked their path, all were of different races. The largest of them was Darm, and the smaller, chubbier one was Syre. The strongest one in the centre was Bort, who was quite a bit shorter than Zanitz, as most people were. [B]Syre:[/B] Don't worry yourselves, we're here to take you to King Cold. This way! Syre lead the group, Darm walked among the centre of the group, and Bort trailed behind Pyro at the back of the group. Zanitz noticed that they were making sure all of them made it into King Cold's chamber. Zanitz knew his way about the ship, and decided that they were going in the right direction. However, Syre suddenly made an unnessecary right turn, and Zanitz was about to correct him, when Darm shoved him from behind, into the room Syre had gone into. The others had no idea of where Cold's chamber was, and so they followed on into the room quite happily. The room the group had entered was a large dome shaped room, completely empty of furniture or items, but it was full of other elites. Zanitz knew something was wrong, all of them seemed prepared to fight. The others entered, and realised the same thing. Seifer stood next to Zanitz, and tapped him on the shoulder. [B]Seifer:[/B] *whisper* What's going on? [B]Zanitz:[/B] *whisper* I dunno, but I've got a hunch that we'll have to fight our way out of here. When all the group had entered, the door sealed tightly behind them, and they were forced into the centre of the room. [B]Bort:[/B] Now saiyans, we're sick of you stealing all our work. That Morklark job was meant for me and my team, but somehow you've gotten on King Cold's good side, and he picked you for it. Well, we've all decided that you won't make that trip, or any other trip, ever again. [B]Zanitz:[/B] Is that so. Zanitz laid his left hand on the handle of his sword. Bort smiled, and the two squared off. The rest of the elites, and the team backed off. Bort didn't know what he was getting into. He charged forward at Zanitz, and before he could percieve what was happening, Zanitz was on the other side of him with his sword extended. Bort's left arm was lying on the floor, and blood was pouring from the open socket. Zanitz then leapt into the air, turning, and with one kick, severed Bort's head clean off his shoulders. All the elites gasped in shock and sudden fear, but the team just headed for the door. [B]Zanitz:[/B] I trust that will be all. *Looks down at Bot's severed head* Don't bother getting up. Zanitz walked after the team as they exited through the door they had come in by, and he again started to lead them towards King Cold's chamber.

You say your one of the best Tekken fighter's in the U.K Seph, but that isn't true at all. You just the 3rd best guy in that tournament. There are 57 million people in the U.K, most of them didn't even known about the tournament (me included *cries*.) As the saying goes, there's always comeone better out there. Also, I disagree with what you say about Jin. A good strategy for him is much harder to master on Tekken 4 than on Tekken 3 / Tag, and if you get hit by his unblockable move... then you really shouldn't be playing the game. It takes his like 3 whole seconds to get that move in... Not that I'm saying you get hit or anything... I'm just saying that that unblockable is really quite pathetic, not in power... but it is practically impossible to hit an experienced player with it. I also like to go Kazuya, I think he looks really cool in Tekken 4 with all his scars.

Zanitz bleeped on his scouter again, getting back in touch with Lethe. She put down her nail polish, and answered with a growl. [B]Lethe:[/B] What now? [B]Zanitz:[/B] Now you listen to me porky... you better get your fat áss up to King Cold's ship now, or your not coming on the mission. So put the damn polish down, and move it! Zanitz stared behind him, Kotan was staring angrily at Seifer for some reason. Zanitz looked over at Seifer, who had noticed what Zanitz was doing. Zanitz gave Seifer an inquisitive look, but Seifer simply shrugged and chuckled for a while. Zanitz tried to keep cool... but he was a wreck inside. He had told his team not to react too harshly on the elites, but with the mood he was in, half the elites would be dead by the time he left the ship. [B]Seifer:[/B] Hey, you nervous? [B]Zanitz:[/B] O'course not! You know me better than that.

Craig picked up his staff... he wondered how the hell he was supposed to use it without slitting his own wrists or taking his hand off by accident. It was so jagged, and so cold, just like ice. Yet, somehow it felt soothing to him... he felt as if he belonged with it. So, he tried the chant. [B]Craig:[/B] Life essence... solidify and take me from your world! At this point... the ground around Craig started to shake wildly, and fissured started appearing. Everyone hears Craig quietly say "Oh Cráp" just before a huge jagges mass of ice ripped out of the earth and completely engulfed Craig. No-one could see Craig within the mass of ice, but suddenly the heard very clearly, the words... "REPLACE ME WITH YOUR MASTER!" In that instant, all the ice shattered in one magnificant spectrum of colour. Glacién now stood where Craig once was... cold radiating off him. [B]Glacién:[/B] Well... this is sure different.

[B]Spartan:[/B] Oh, a namek... well this is an interesting surprise. If you anything near Master Karn in power then you'll make interesting sport. [B]Tarkon:[/B] I love you to friend. The spartan stared in shock at Tarkon's reply, but Tarkon burst out laughing... Frost sharing his laughter. Tarkon's aura suddenly ripped outwards from his body, radiating a blinding green. Kotan's scouter exploded in an instant. [B]Ageta:[/B] Kotan, what was the namek's last power reading? [B]Kotan:[/B] It... it was over 900,000!!! [B]Ageta:[/B] Interesting... very interesting. The spartan launched forward at Tarkon, but was intercepted by a kick in the kidney's by Frost. The Spartan hurtled into a cliff-face, and Tarkon shot a ball of energy into the cliff, ripping it into shreds of debris. A pile of rubble formed at the base of what was once the cliff, and suddenly it was shattered as the Spartan rocketed out of the debris at Tarkon. They went into a flurry of punches and kicks, the other barely able to sense them. Suddenly the Spartan was thrown into the air, and Frost was there to meet him. Frost whipped his back violently with his tail, which buckled his back, and sent him back down towards Tarkon. [B]Frost:[/B] NOW TARKON!!! [B]Tarkon:[/B] You got it. Frost and Tarkon held their left arms over their right shoulders in identical fashion, and at precisely the same time they launched twin beams of scorching white energy. [B]Frost&Tarkon:[/B] Twin Shadow Strike! The beams pummeled the Spartan from both sides, it seemed the the namek and the changeling had perfected an astonishing partnership move. The sprtan was torn into pieces right infront of the others, chunks of flesh and bone being ripped from his system, and imploding into nothingness. When it was over, Tarkon brushed the chunks of spartan flesh from his cloak. [B]Tarkon:[/B] All too easy.