Akira vs Jack Schitt

One of the spectators hunches over near the edge of the arena near the northern end, moaning in pain, "Oh god...oh...fuck! That bean burrito...ARGH!" Bending over the side a titanic blast escapes from his rear end, spraying shit over the nearby spectators to their horror and disgust. Several go running as the poor soul plummets to his death, the blast from his ass rocketing him towards a very messy end splattering his skull and the contents across a wide area.

Blossoming like a flower from his ass a plume of shit rises, opening up to reveal a man dressed in brown with stained skin fitting of his domain. Dusting himself off he smiles as he breathes deep, taking in the smell of freshly unloaded shit. He smirks and calls up to the stands, "People, take heed this lesson! Taco Bell gives you the shits of demonic proportions."

Jack quirked a brow at Akira, not having hear what he said because he was some three hundred feet away. I mean seriously, who the hell can hear something spoken normally from that far? Pfft. When he notices his opponent getting his glow on he gets down to business just the same. With a look of pure concentration, or what we should hope is concentration, he squats and pulls his arms in tight. A groan of effort spills forth as he seeks out whatever fecal matter is nearby and begins calling it to himself. Like The Wave people start falling over and groaning through the spectator stands, a similar fate to the first man occuring in a sort of chain reaction.

Taco Bell seems to have a monopoly.

The glow would have a hard time being seen as the waves upon waves of shit filled the stands and began flowing down into the arena. Beyond the simple efforts of the spectators the substance seemed to be expanding in volume exponentially. Already large lances and balls of fecal matter were launching through the air towards Akira, aiming to disrupt his efforts and smother him within. Dark mana danced around Jack's form as he remained in his concentration pose, focusing his all on the efforts at hand.

Darkness began to pulse out not only from Jack, but the shit that was quickly expanding his domain. Alternate sources of energy and, oh look, glows would quickly be defiled by vile darkness, regardless of purity. The taint of this world would simply not allow divinity of a high enough strength to combat the vile energies that began streaming through the fecal matter. To enhance the danger every passing moment would increase the strength of Jack's vile darkness as more and more shit was added. Akira might want to move as that which was cascading down from behind was quickly moving to consume him. If he happened to have any human waste within him it would be drawn towards its kin.

Therein lay the problem, there was no energy controlling the shit itself, that was his domain much like how an earth elemental can alter earth and its body to its will. Any energy being taken by Akira would be unable to be absorbed, passing through his system like pepper. Sure, it tasted good at first, but the body just doesn't know what to do with it, and allows it to pass through unchanged. Of course, that would be the best case scenario, with the worst being a quick corruption of Akira's energy and domination of such into an implosion under the direction of Jack's control of the vile darkness to crush Akira from the inside-out. Somehow it was more likely that somehow the energy would just be left well enough alone.

Shit would begin piling up on the outskirts of the invisible barrier that was keeping the shit at bay. More and more would begin pushing against Akira, forcing him to either move away and thus allow it to advance or break under the growing strain. On Jack's end a surge began to grow, massive amounts of shitspewing through his pants as a hole was created with a considerable amount of force. Soon he would be lost in the exponentially growing pile.

(Posting for Dreslin here due to circumstances happening.)

Dreslin's Akira Wrote:

> The manner in which Schitt seems to be controlling the shit would be akin to the concept of fecal-kinetic (or something close to that). Yes, controlling the movement of shit is his domain. For him, it takes mental energy, or "magical energy", to do so, no matter how little it may seem to him. > > In the case of an earh elemental, it is in almost-always contact with the earth. Thus, it seems like he can alter it and its body to its will. Since the elemental is contacting the earth, he can do easily since his mental energy can easily travel to his native element. A fire elemental handles his speciality easier in an active volcano than in Antarctica. > > For Schitt to control x shit at x location, he has to have a 'connection' to it. In this case a metaphysical one, much like how Spiritual ball in earlier matches. In earlier matches, energy drain lances were shot to drain of spirit energy. All they would need is to touch the ball, and they could be 'connected' to the previous character clone in which the name cannot be recalled at this instant. What is going on now is similar. > > Schitt's 'connection' to shit is passing through Akira's purple glow which tells Akira as to where the 'connection' lies. Then comes the white glow, the white glow drains at the connection, leaving the shit where it is, since it was already humanely manifested. The idea of energy-drain to restoration is to drain outside energies and convert them into one's own energy or a similar concept. It would take some time to try to change the mental energy of the fecal-kinetic due to non-previous encounters with the kind of -kinesis it was. > > The vile darkness was not being "attacked" via the drain. Never the less, it wouldn't mean the drain 'connections' weren't being affected. This Akira would pick up on and simply change the destination of drained energy to no longer being his body to restore his magical energy. Rather, the new destination would be an ball several feet in front of Akira. Meant to collect the 'stolen' mental energy and store it. Vile darkness going with it. > > In regards to the 'invisible barrier,' it wasn't invisible. The 'barrier' was the purple glow itself. As the shit would enter the glow, it would be held in place while the white glow would drain at the mental energy that was controlling it. > > The purple glow would continue to keep the 'Non-Schitt shit' at bay despite the increasing strain. As for Jack's growing pile? A new plan was hatched. Unless Jack had some form of telekinetic resistance, he would notice himself being lifted off the ground and into the air mid-making of shit. > > (I still have a bunch of things going on and tried to do my best on this one. There is bound to be inconsistencies all over the place.)

Akira noticed something funky when the field went up, something was severely hindering his control over his surrounding energy. As for the oncoming wave of shit. Akira simply took to the air by flapping his wings and going upward. He still wouldn't be anywhere near Schitt on a horizontal axis due to the large starting distance between them. It would be at this time that Akira would try to shoot how 6 beams of light out of his body towards Schitt. The beams traveled a bit of distance while 'disintegrating' into nothing, thanks to the field. Two pieces of information would be gained. For Akira, some of what was suppressing his power. For Schitt, the knowledge that Akira still had a few tricks up his sleeve within the antimagic field.

In that case, the beams only traveled a lil' into the field before 'disintegrating.' With Akira being out of the antimagic field, he can control his glows that are in the air again, the portions that aren't within the AOE of the antimagic field that is. As was stated in an earlier post, the fields went exponentially upward. Not very near altitude boundary, but close to it.

As for the balls of shit, they would exit the antimagic field and enter the 'glows.' As such, the balls would be stopped in a telekinetic manner and ejected out of the arena. With each ball that came at Akira, each would find themselves launched outside the arena so that neither combatant could have use of them while Akira remains unaffected.

(As was with the Kellindel fight. This was a bit of a hasty post. Will reply back asap to the response.)

Akira would find this out upon the first ball entering the glow. While the antimagic field severely hindered his telekinetic 'work', the balls were still slightly moved downward from their original course while Akira was pulling evasive maneuvers in mid-air to cause the balls to miss, starting with flying to the side in a circle around the arena. At the angle that Schitt would be throwing at and force, the balls of shit would wind up being tossed outside the arena from Akira being so high in the air. First starts the 3 foot diametered ball, then 4 foot ball, then the 5 foot diametered ball all missing. Akira couldn't do much for the time being besides dodge and making the glow a darker coloration of purple while the white glow would become less eyesight-pierceable (didn't know how to term this) white. Making it much more difficult to see him amongst the glows.

Post is stopping at first three balls thrown and 'calculations' until more may be thrown in the future.

(( Sorry for the almost late post. Work and life have been dealing a serious blow in posting time and ability. That and a brother glued to his xbox 360 which drains enough power from the apartment to keep the modem from working while it was on. ))

It would be at this time that Akira would reverse directions mid-flight, which would be very hard to pick up with the brightened white glows and the darkening purple glows. The smell would be not be a problem. Akira had learned to block out many things from meditation and training. The 6 foot ball, 7 foot ball, and 8 foot ball missed by a long shot.

There would be a strange pause after the last ball of shit fired that Akira would find suspicious. Then, the glows would tell him of a bigger ball coming his general direction ,so he flew as fast as he could out of the way. He would not attAched from the smell, yet. However, he ascended some feet to place more distance between him and the shitty pitcher.

(( points to previously stated reason for almost late post Got a question. To help speed this up, reduce the time limit to 48 hours instead of 72? ))

Another odd technique and shooting technique, in response Akira went into his hao'tien stance in mid-air. Details will be spared since the other author has dealt with it before. Needless to say, a combination of it and flight moved Akira out of the way of the projectiles as well as out of smell radius. He was slowly running out of room in the air to be free of the smell, without knowing it.

At this time, Jack would start notice shaking rumbling throughout the entire arena. Most noticeably the large cracks that were starting to appear at the intersection of the bottom of the stands with the floor. These cracks would start 'appearing' all over the line the connected the two all over the arena.

The antimagic field has been noted and contributes to the amount of time this upcoming attack will take.

Cracks along the alone floor/wall - connection would be complete and connect to each other all around. Now several traveled upwards to split the stands into 10 pieces (let's go with each size of each for simplicity's sake). Meanwhile, Jack would notice cracks starting to form all over the ground, yet none near him yet. Small amounts of the shit starting to 'leak' into the appropriate areas. If Jack could sense how things interacted with his antimagic field, he would notice that these cracks were having a little bit easier time forming than how the shitballs thrown earlier were deflected.