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ellipsanet2023-03-12 02:25 pm
erschlagen) wrote in ellipsanet2023-03-12 02:25 pm
A Challenge | un: vainglorious (video)
Champions of foreign lands and worlds of names I have yet to know–hearken unto me!
[This video starts off with a bang! No, literally. There’s a loud explosion in the background as towering flames suddenly jut out from all corners of the arena forming an orange-red haze around the entire colosseum. For any unfortunate souls here, it’s going to feel hotter than hell but for others just watching from afar; you’re relatively safe for now. Those wild orange flames won’t scorch anyone as long as Rosen has control of them.
Oh, for those of you wondering who’s talking right now–that would be the dapper old bastard with the long flowing hair dressed in bright red and blue tunic standing at the center of the colosseum. Don’t ask how he’s managing to film the entire stunt. He’s just doing what he does best, causing a disturbance. It’s been a little too peaceful here and he’s bloody determined to change all that. If there’s one thing Rosen hates more is peace and quiet.]
Many of you proclaim to be warriors of realms I have yet to explore. Some of you even pretend to be likened to gods all for the sake of vanity and nothing else!
[It’s amazing how this crazed fellow can project his voice. He’s not talking into a microphone or anything. No, he’s literally projecting his voice throughout the entire colosseum over the roar of the fire. That actually takes talent and a lack of shame for being that damn LOUD! Then again, the colosseum has great acoustics.]
Therefore, I challenge you!
[In a flash of brilliant white light, a magical fiery red spear suddenly appears within his right hand. He dramatically points it towards the direction of the camera, making sure that this prized relic is on display for all to see. While it might come into question as of how he’s recording all this, Rosen at least knows how to put on a good show.]
I am called Rosenkrantz, and I formally challenge every capable warrior and legend here to face in armed combat! Only the strong need to apply for those without strength will be turned at the gate!
[He’s not kidding either. If he finds any of you fools lacking, he’ll toss you out of the colosseum on your ass. That is an unspoken rule here.]
With that said, if you seek a worthy challenge–then face me.
[And just like that, the footage goes black.]
[This video starts off with a bang! No, literally. There’s a loud explosion in the background as towering flames suddenly jut out from all corners of the arena forming an orange-red haze around the entire colosseum. For any unfortunate souls here, it’s going to feel hotter than hell but for others just watching from afar; you’re relatively safe for now. Those wild orange flames won’t scorch anyone as long as Rosen has control of them.
Oh, for those of you wondering who’s talking right now–that would be the dapper old bastard with the long flowing hair dressed in bright red and blue tunic standing at the center of the colosseum. Don’t ask how he’s managing to film the entire stunt. He’s just doing what he does best, causing a disturbance. It’s been a little too peaceful here and he’s bloody determined to change all that. If there’s one thing Rosen hates more is peace and quiet.]
Many of you proclaim to be warriors of realms I have yet to explore. Some of you even pretend to be likened to gods all for the sake of vanity and nothing else!
[It’s amazing how this crazed fellow can project his voice. He’s not talking into a microphone or anything. No, he’s literally projecting his voice throughout the entire colosseum over the roar of the fire. That actually takes talent and a lack of shame for being that damn LOUD! Then again, the colosseum has great acoustics.]
Therefore, I challenge you!
[In a flash of brilliant white light, a magical fiery red spear suddenly appears within his right hand. He dramatically points it towards the direction of the camera, making sure that this prized relic is on display for all to see. While it might come into question as of how he’s recording all this, Rosen at least knows how to put on a good show.]
I am called Rosenkrantz, and I formally challenge every capable warrior and legend here to face in armed combat! Only the strong need to apply for those without strength will be turned at the gate!
[He’s not kidding either. If he finds any of you fools lacking, he’ll toss you out of the colosseum on your ass. That is an unspoken rule here.]
With that said, if you seek a worthy challenge–then face me.
[And just like that, the footage goes black.]
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The Arkana of Vainglory strikes again! He has no equals even now halfway across the bloody galaxy.]
Ha! Do I stand among gods—
[His laughter is suddenly cut short once Saya suddenly springs to life.
What is this? What’s happening?! How did she–?
Before he could even react, Saya shoots right towards him like a torpedo. There was nothing he could do. The moment she wraps her hand around his throat, Rosen knew he lost this duel. He lowered his guard thinking that he won only for his luck to run out at the eleventh hour. He falls to the ground with Saya at his throat, his trusty lance knocked right out of his hand from the impact. This is embarrassing, horribly embarrassing. Rosen hasn’t known defeat in decades and yet here we are. He hits the ground with a pained grunt with Saya on top of him. As his body regenerates for the umpteenth time, he stares up at Saya in muted shock. Just how…how?!
Not only did she manage to knock the wind out of him but she honestly left him speechless. Fuck.]
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[ Her fingertips graze his cheek as she sits up, still on top of him for the moment, and she smiles genuinely. ]
I haven't had a fight that good in a very long time. It takes a lot for me to have to shift in order to win.
[ At this point she does climb off him, though, since she's not trying to be a brat, here. Her hair and skin revert to their normal colors. She holds a hand out to him. ] I'm glad I answered your message.