43,500
Don't know a whole lot about Drizzt's but I believe sword power prevails over guns...then again Vincent can transform...
5,000 on Vincent.
43,500
Don't know a whole lot about Drizzt's but I believe sword power prevails over guns...then again Vincent can transform...
5,000 on Vincent.
15,000 on Drizzt Do'Urden.
Boy am I an unfunny ass.
Current: 13000
5000 on Drizzt
This is a signature.
3000 on Vincent please.
Str8 Pimpin'
Two figures stood attop the battlements of a huge, spired castle surrounded by lava in the middle of a deadened wasteland.
One of the figures had skin as black as pitch with shock-white hair, a long green cloak, a black suit of chainmail, black trousers and black boots. He also wore a pair of bracers on his legs. Sheathed at his sides were two scimitars, and his hands rested easily on their pommels.
The other combatant was a tall, thin man with black hair and pale skin. He wore a flowing red cloak and his underclothes were black and leather. At his side he carried a three-barrel gun, and his left arm was covered with a gold-colored gauntlet.
From his platform, L leaned over the microphone.
"The next battle will be between Drizzt Do'Urden and Vincent Valentine. Begin."
Drizzt's scimitars leapt into his hands as Vincent drew his gun. Drizzt took off at a run, his body seeming to blur as he moved at a speed far beyond what a normal human is capable of, one of his scimitars glowing an eerie blue as it blurred through the air and trailed light behind it.
Vincent fired several shots at Drizzt, but he was unable to properly aim while Drizzt was running so fast and the shots missed by a wide margin.
Charging forward, Drizzt slashed with the glowing scimitar in his right hand, forcing Vincent to leap backward. Without missing a beat, Drizzt cut in with his left scimitar, which forced Vincent to block with his gauntleted arm.
"Firaga!" Vincent yelled, extending his other hand.
Drizzt leapt back as a torrent of flame burst forth from Vincent's hand and enveloped him.
The flames seemed to dissipate as Drizzt's left scimitar cut through it, it too glowing with a pale blue light. Drizzt appeared unharmed as his blade seemed to suck the flame right out of the air.
"Your spells will not work on me," he said calmly as he rushed forward again, scimitars held low.
"My race is resistant to the effects of magic, and my blade consumes flame that would harm me."
Vincent backed away and leapt into the air, jumping onto a nearby spire.
Leveling his gun at Drizzt, he fired several shots before turning to run along the battlements, not waiting to see if he had hit.
Drizzt dodged to the side of the shots, his legs moving in a blur as he accelerated to catch up with Vincent.
"Come to me, Guenhwyvar," he murmured as black mists formed at his side.
The sound of footfalls upon stone was overwhelmed by the roar of a powerful beast as a lithe black panther leapt forth from the mists, leaping and bounding along the walls as Drizzt moved around to encircle Vincent.
As they closed in, Vincent brought his hand to his face as his body began to change and shift. Huge red wings burst from his back and his skin took on a blueish-black hue. His eyes glowed with yellow as his arms and feet elongated into claw-like appendages.
Without missing a beat, Drizzt leapt forward, his left scimitar now blazing with a furious light.
Guenhwyvar leapt onto Vincent's back, her teeth sinking into his flesh and drawing blood. Vincent thrashed violently to dislodge her as Drizzt came in low, his right scimitar held in a defensive pose and his left scimitar on the attack.
Vincent raised his right claw to defend himself, but it proved to be a useless endeavor. Sensing the demonic presence before it, Drizzt's scimitar reacted, cutting a deep gash into Vincent's claw before he drew away, his wings beating furiously.
Guenhwyvar leapt onto his right wing and began savagely clawing it as Drizzt swept his right scimitar out, drawing a thin line of blood across Vincent's chest but not penetrating deeply. Vincent roared in pain as he lashed out with his left, unwounded claw.
Swiftly, Drizzt dodged to the side and thrust his left scimitar forward, the blade slicing a deep gash in Vincent's chest as if it were a hot knife to butter.
Pressing the attack, Drizzt drew the scimitar along Vincent's chest, opening a gaping wound. Vincent roared in pain and fell backward as Guenhwyvar nimbly leapt aside, fangs barred and bloodied.
Vincent collapsed on the ground, his body reverting to normal as conciousness left his body.
"Drizzt is the winner," L proclaimed.
The next battle is between Master Chief and Vyse. It will take place in Zanarkand. The fight will be posted on Tuesday or Wednesday.
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Zeromus_X: 8,000
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Magus of Zeal: 38,500
Traffic: 109,000
Starlight Angel: 78,000
Triumphant Hero: 40,000
link31793: 12,500
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blitz_king10: 18,000
Damn. I knew I should have learned more about Drizzt...
Anyway, 2,500 on Vyse.
EDIT: 5,000 on Vyse
Last edited by The Triumphant Hero; 12-06-2006 at 09:05 PM.
O R'lyeh?
Who is Vyse?!
Signature by rubah. I think.
Damn, this is hard to pick.
Ok, even though I love Vyse as a character, I'm gonna go with.
$5000 on the Chief.
Grand fight, Drizzt owns.
2,500 on Master Chief.