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ok you guys, i want a clean fight... and by clean i mean as bloody and as violent as it can get! ready...FIGHT!

*The field was split in half as a winged fox morph astide an undead dragon bursts from the ground, katana in paw, innumerable legions of demons behind him* "COME AND GET ME FOOLS! THE WAR STARTS NOW!"

now we're getting some where. *brings out his blade of the titans and raises an army of undead spartans*

*The demons yell war cries* "Scared? The resistance have yet to stand against us........"

that... or they're on the wrong side of the planet...

"True....." *He takes out a cigarette and lights it, blowing smoke rings*

Durandal shakes his head and speaks in an authoritative voice.

"That is not all. This conflict is one of honor, and as such, there will be rules. These rules need to be followed, lest consequences be doled out."

An enormous chunk of stone falls from outer orbit, landing with a crash big enough to disturb local environments. It is a meteor, and as it cools from its plummet to earth, a hissing noise can be heard, tell-tale signs of an energy shield disengaging.

On the stone's surface lie words, carved in by lasers, and they carry an aura of importance. They read:

1. No flaming. This will not degrade into an insult-fest.
2. No spamming. No single sentence responses that bring intelligent beings to their untimely demise.
3. Not too much god moding. Come on people, invincibility contests get old fast.
4. No teger.
5. No spamming. Seriously, it deserves repeating. Do not post 10 pages in one night. Don't do it.
6. No dialogue only posts. Post what your character is doing. If he/she is talking, use quotation marks. ("")
7. No further maiming of the English language. Use correct spelling and grammar. Type or copy and paste your posts into Microsoft Word. Run the spell check. It's that simple.
8. No spamming.


The rock stands tall for all to see and be informed. Violators will receive punishments equivalent to the soup of Sage.

-Please delete this post, Mirku

*Reads the stone and nods* "Makes sense. These hold honor in ....... I can't think of the word I need, but it holds honor in high regard......THAT WAS IT! I respect them. Let the war now commence."

((Genma? as in demons from Onimusha?))

Moddex drew his tempered laminate steel sword from it's blue plated scabbard. He flicked a switch and the surface became strangely shiny and covered with a thin red cloak of energy and heat. It reverberated with a high pitch frequency only heared with the most sensitive of ears.

In his other hand, he drew his signature handgun, the MP80 Pulse Rifle. He gave it a spin in his fingers and gripped it, turning off the safety.

The battlefield was droning with a mournful sound of the armies of Genma around him. All else was silent.

"Let's rock..."

(woah woah woah! why no teger? she has just as much right to be here too... and yes it is from onimusha)

[that holds true, why no teger? and is there an OOC thread for this, i want to know who's on what side........]

(ooh, hold on)

[that's what ooc threads are FOR!]

From outer orbit, Durandal surveyed the battlefield that was the planet Earth without emotion. He considered the price this upcoming battle would incur, but he was not affected by the figures. Deaths, casualties, damages. There were nothing more than statistics to him.

The Manus Celer Dei was at his command, and with its ancient Jjarro technology, he knew that victory was assured. The only thing that lay in the cloudy mist of uncertainty was the path required to reach their goal.