Lets Beat Each Other Up [Sora]

[Captain Cedric Rackham]

leave all your love and lovin' behind
you can't carry it with you if you want to survive

This place was simply awful. Dirt and blood everywhere, and it was more then likely to stain Cedric's wonderful new suit. You see he was shopping with the loot he recently plundered from some old gypsy broad. But it seemed that the woman caught him, and placed some silly curse on him. Something about dying some horrible painful death at the hands of a key. Pft, what a loon. Of course he ignored her and went on with his shopping. After all loons were just loons. So he purchased himself a rather nice new suit, and fancied trying it on at the store. No sooner did he place the garment on, he was warped to some kind of stadium.

As he arrived a voice boomed in his head. YOU SHALL KILL YOUR FOE. A strange request, but one the illustrious pirate truly didn't mind fulfilling. He was up for a good little game of sport after his shopping. "That sounds simply wonderful, but if your little request ruins my suit I dare say I might kill you as well... Wait no, I will kill you." He replied to the strange voice. He'll probably leave it alone if his suitis fine, but he never killed OR looted a voice before. It may be a nice little adventure after he finishes with his foe.

The pirate lazily looked about the arena he was in. Clearly meant for combat, and a fair fight to. Shame that was, Cedric always loved unfair fights. Of course it was only fun if the favor was in his odds. His prey seemed to be a rather late. "I do hope that he is as late on the draw as he is on arriving," Cedric muttered to himself. There was nothing like blowing someone's brains out before they had a chance to react. Instead of blowing someone else's brains out first Cedric dramatically drew his crimson hawk .48, the steel revolver had a wicked gleam to it. The man pressed the tip of the weapon against his own forehead and pulled the trigger.

A pure white bullet lanced out, and within seconds it flew out of the other side of his head. Yet there was no wounds. Seconds after leaving his head the bullet exploded, creating a torrent of white energy that encompassed the pirate. As it twisted and swirled around Captain Rackham it slowly faded, becoming nothing more then a few whisps of energy that occasionally lapped at his would be wounds. It never hurt to get ahead with your buffs, especially if it was a healing one like regen.

buffs ::
regen - [5/5]

cool downs ::
regen - [3/3]

[tags :: sora] [ooc :: PERSONA!] [song :: dog days are over - florence + the machine]

[Sora]

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stop right there; that's exactly where i lost it
see that line? well, i never should have crossed it.

YOU SHALL KILL YOUR FOE.

"Oof!"

Sora landed stomach-first with arms splayed awkwardly, throwing up a cloud of dust and dirt as he collided with the ground. For exactly one second he lay there, recovering, feeling his ribs ache from the impact and regaining his breath - but then he propped himself up on his palms and knees, shaking the blurriness from his eyes and climbing slowly to his feet.

"Where... am I?"

The loud but soundless order from twenty seconds earlier came back, sharp like a hot wire, and the brunette unconsciously assumed a defiant pout. But...

Bang. The concussive blast ricocheted around the arena, and Sora summoned his Keyblade by instinct, dropping into a crouch as he peered about himself. That sound... the only place he'd ever heard it before was...

"Port Royal?"

The question was half-directed at the air around him (read: whoever it was speaking in his head) and half at the man before him, firearm in hand.

The eternal pacifist, Sora straightened and waved at the guy, his supposed "foe", caring little for the apparent order he'd been given. This could be somewhere in Port Royal, after all, so it was worth asking.

"Hi there; do you know anybody named Captain Jack Sparrow? Will Turner? Or maybe, uh.. Elizabeth Swann?"

Worth a shot. Of course, with the inquiry, the brunette was leaving himself wide-open for the other guy to make the first move, but he pretty much ignored that part.

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PASSIVES IN EFFECT:
Lifesiphon - Every time a physical attack lands successfully, the attacker is healed for 10% of the total damage inflicted.
Merciless - Upon being reduced to critical status, the user will do 25% more damage per attack than normal.
Defender - Upon being reduced to critical status, the user will gain a 25% bonus in physical and magickal defense.
NONE.

HP:
[hp=100/100]