Metatron (heaven_within) wrote in chaosunraveled, @ 2009-06-06 04:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | flauros, lucifer, metatron, rating: pg, sandalphon, setting: tournament arena, trial of strength, trial two, trials, vader |
Second Trial, Third Match
Who: Metatron, Lucifer, Sandalphon, Darth Vader and Flauros
When: 10 AM, June 6th
Where: A mysterious arena far from the usually travelled regions in the realm.
Rating: PG, may go up.
Warnings: Fighting
Summary: Darth Vader vs. Flauros! Who's going to win? Lucifer and Metatron send their representatives on their way. The walk is hazy and disjointed, as if the path to the place refuses to be remembered. Upon their arrival, they know a battle is to take place. It's time for the third match between two powerful people!
The arena was surrounded by grass and trees. Mountains weren't very far away. The arena was a massive slab of stone with a thousand strange engravings and symbols on it. Grass simply stopped growing an inch away from the stone as if nature was not permitted to get closer. A bird flew around the arena instead of over it. Something about it almost felt like Emptiness. Was it, too, frozen and pristine in one eternal moment?
Sandalphon stood not far from the arena and Metatron quickly joined her to murmur a few thanks to her for her help in the trials. After that, Metatron quickly joined Vader and Flauros again. "Pardon me," he smiled, and reached a hand out towards the arena. His fingers once again met something invisible and solid. Each match required that Metatron or Lucifer ward the arena, for the wards immediately disappeared once a battle was over. But what they were also doing, aside from warding the arena, was fueling it with enough power to cause the potentially abnormal situations Sandalphon had warned the participants about. Doing so did not guarantee an effect, but it did make it possible. The veins in Metatron's hand seemed to glow with a golden light, brighter and brighter until they shot out and encircled the arena in unreadable symbols. They faded quickly, leaving only a thin glowing line of symbols at waist height. The arena was ready once again.
Metatron nodded respectfully to Darth Vader and Flauros. "Welcome to the arena, participants of the second trial. I hope that you both do your best. But I am not here to explain the rules...Sandalphon will be the judge and jury of this match. Lucifer and I are here to help you leave this place after the battle. Deus vel Diabolus, fortuna mos sumo, permissum verus rector orior oriri ortus ingravesco primoris quod denique sator. Permissum nemo exsisto vulnero proprius, quod haud animus occisor."
"This is a trial of strength, so remember to fight as hard as you can. If you fail, there might very well be consequences if your leader sees fit," Lucifer noted. It was unlikely that Metatron would punish someone for losing, but Lucifer? Lucifer could with ease. "Deus vel Diabolus, chaos mos sumo, permissum Diabolus lucror quod incompositus exsisto ut morbus mos emanio quod torqueo interficio nos totus." The echoing latin words had been said once before, at the opening ceremony of the first trial.
[ooc: The latin spoken by Metatron roughly translates to "God or Satan, fate will decide, allow the true leader to rise and become the first and last creator. Let no one be marred permanently, and no soul murdered." The latin spoken by Lucifer roughly translates to "God or Satan, chaos will choose, let Satan win and disorder be unleashed so that disease will spread and torment murder us all." Please forgive my rough, terrible Latin.
I know the post is fairly similar to the earlier two, but the experiences will be pretty uniform for the "hi, welcome" bits. xD]