Franz Ferdinand – Take Me Out

 

 

A favorite of mine from the 90’s….Franz Ferdinand’s “Take me out.”

So if you’re lonely
You know I’m here waiting for you
I’m just a crosshair
I’m just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I’m just a crosshair
I’m just a shot, then we can die

I know I won’t be leaving here with you

I say don’t you know
You say you don’t know
I say… take me out!

I say you don’t show
Don’t move, time is slow
I say… take me out!

I say you don’t know
You say you don’t know
I say… take me out!

If I move this could die
If eyes move this could die
I want you…to take me out!

I know I won’t be leaving here (with you)
I know I won’t be leaving here
I know I won’t be leaving here (with you)
I know I won’t be leaving here with you

I say don’t you know?
You say you don’t know
I say take me out

If I wane, this can die
If I wane, this can die
I want you to take me out

If I move, this could die
If eyes move, this could die
Come on, take me out

I know I won’t be leaving here
I know I won’t be leaving here
I know I won’t be leaving here
I know I won’t be leaving here with you

 

Sweet – Fox on the Run.

 

Sweet’s “Fox on the Run.”

I don’t wanna know your name
‘Cause you don’t look the same
The way you did before

Okay, you think you got a pretty face
But the rest of you is out of place
You looked all right before

Fox on the run
You scream and everybody comes a running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Foxy on the run, f-foxy
Fox on the run and hide away

You, you talk about just every band
But the names you drop are second hand
I’ve heard it all before

I don’t wanna know your name
‘Cause you don’t look the same
The way you did before

Fox on the run
You scream and everybody comes a running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Foxy on the run, f-foxy
Fox on the run and hide away

F-foxy, fox on the run
You scream and everybody comes a running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Foxy on the run, f-foxy
Fox on the run and hide away

Fox on the run
Fox on the run
Fox on the run
Fox on the run

 

Hellgate Prison – Shattered Dimensions.

Hellgate Prison  (Adventure Quest)

 

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HellGate’s Theme

Criminals rioting . Villains scheming. The era of peace is slowly ending , are you ready to face Humanity’s demons as they do their best to break free of their confines and once more plague the earth ?

The tower is crowded with the world’s dangerous criminals and is governed by a ever changing realm distortion machine which makes it much larger then what it seems from the outside and due to it there are more ”floors” then it can be assumed. How would one truly find all of the Criminals ? Who knows but allow these Criminals to welcome you to hell.

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– Fighting had gone on for quite awhile , the escaped criminals and those who wished to push them back into their cells. It would seem as if the Criminals held the upper hand and didn’t wield the strength necessary to do their jobs right . It seemed as if this attack was coordinated for quite some time, or possibly the effect of someone strong passing by but due to the fact there was a gaping hole which was not too big nor too little located on the side of the building revealed that it was most likely orchestrated by someone . The hole released large amounts of dark fog……. Who could it have been ? Some people would be able to guess at this point who it could’ve been when they gotten there , but moving on to another area ; a horizontally expansive corridor had shown various criminals and guards clashing with their wills and their anger towards one another ; throwing one another off the railings and plummeting to their doom. But from the highest peak of the chamber a man would plummet straight down and land swiftly on his feet, his aura and presence altogether was clouded in mystery ; as he himself would not show anything but the guise of a Businessman. Because in a sense…………. He was here for just that. Business. –

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”This Period shall soon come to an end , Guards have grown pale in skill and too lax to even put up a decent fight. Why…. do they even try to struggle against impending defeat ? I wonder if there are any true lights in this dark sky who’ll try ? My oh my , maybe it is just a lie. Nonetheless it’s time to finish what I’ve started here..”

– He was wrecking the place , clearly to allow the criminals out but was that his true objective ? Who knew . But this person had to be stopped, otherwise he’ll cause more trouble . But who had the power to put him down ? That was a question that can be pondered for quite some time. But it didn’t stop the fact he could be considered the First Wave of Evil to descend upon this land. –

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Prison Cell Block 2

– Located in a Sandy Region themed Cell block , a certain individual plowed through other people like him who were entrapped and others whose been utterly butchered . Their remains were nothing more then organic jello splattered across the ground –

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Yama :” Looks like we’ve been freed Jule. Lets go see the WORLD ! ”

– With that they began to walk in this lengthy desert , hoping to find out where it was they should head next –

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Cell Block 3

– Located in a Dark and Murky Dungeon themed setting , this block held the naturally disgusting humans of society who did nothing more then just murder people . As it has been assumed, these people are purely human but with the morals of a demon. Two red haired people were the most significant here , one of them walked out of the cell block and smiled all around ; noticing the small numbers of criminals as it’s shown that they’ve been eliminated for the most part. The male took a few steps to the center of the room only to find a long scimitar to be thrown at him from the sky ; a purple haired male who would soon dissappear just as fast.-

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Garudo Lirui : ” Big Brother , when are you going to leave your Cell block ? ”

– The Cell block in which he spoken into had revealed nothing but utter silence , but there was a large amount of bloodpooling out of the darkened cell as beaming eyes could be seen shining out from it.

? ? ? Lirui : ” It’s just not as satisfying. Weak blood is not worth the trouble of spilling..”

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Cell Block 4

– In another Cell block which was fashioned after a valley-like landscape , it seemed to have been littered with bodies as well ; something that could be inferred as the fact there had to be one Majorly power person dwelling here . Who could it have been ? –

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???”…………………..”

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Cell Block 5

– This room had seemed to have been a moderately normal area ; devoid of all life but one . But what was the cause ? It seemed to have been odd considering the area in which it was located, it appeared to be a school building meant for younger minds. Most likely people who were messed up in the head. But clearly there was one who was so ………. different. –

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??? ” [ I AM STILL HERE ] ”

Overall Objective : Stop the Prisoners from Escaping even if it warrants possible death !

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– After a hour or two had passed , they had found themselves at the shore of Hellgate Island. So quiet , but yet anyone with insight could sense the looming evil that came within the prison. Something was going on , something major. Some of the travelers began to cower in hesitance as they begin to doubt their own bravery as well as their fighting power , their tails began to shrink in between their legs to display their sudden cowardice. Some people however did not think the same , they would immediately spring into action from the looks of it. One of the Travelers walked closer to the bridge before it began to lower before speaking in a echoed tone. It was the weird male in a white mechanical suit. –

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? ? ? : ” What is everyone waiting for ? It’s time to show your valor. ”

– The male would leap off the side of the boat and descended before he pressed his feet against the side of the boat and pressed offwards , his body would be sent flying towards the prison entrance as he eventually landed upon the land and began to run towards the entrance. After that from the lower end of the deck another person ended up leaping into the water and being hidden from view, no one would be able to see this person swim . Who would be next to leave ? This Prison is the location in which all the worlds evil has been locked up . Who was truly ready to leap into hell and come out with battle-scars telling of their battle against the corrupted ? Shuzen would slowly lower the bridge with his crew before he himself turned over to give one last message to them before it was time to leave. He did get serious all of a sudden and within his left arm a trident appeared and within the other a orb of pure water appeared , swirling from the transition of gas into liquid . –

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Shuzen :” You all better return alive to vote for me . Got it ? ”Seig:

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Red was shadow boxing this whole time, unaffected by the Kitsune that snapped at him and now a bit more cooled down due to his time training in a more secluded part of the ship carrying them…but soon enough the time came…he could feel that energy, that darkness coming from the place they were headed to. He could listen to them, cries of the dead that seemed to pierce his soul with grief…by this point the rabbit went back towards the rest of the group and could only place a hand upon his chest, looking down in respect for those who feel…for those whose voices he could clearly hear

Many have fallen there already…their voices are afraid…the monsters who hurt them are still there

Rabbots might have had steel at one time burned on their flesh, but their connection to the spirits, their sense of justice…no matter the generation, no matter their differences, all of them carried that within them, that spark of heroism. Red opened his eyes, glaring towards the distance as he could notice the fear of many still strong within their soul while he was pulling Bolt on it’s board form from his back. The time has came…and strangely enough despite the clear fear Red felt he also felt courage burning within his very soul. The Death deserved peace, the living hope of survival…and the evil in this prision to go back into the shadows where they came from. He turned to them, towards the weaker, the most scared, speaking out loud almost in a commanding tone

This battle might be hard…and many of us are afraid of what we will find, but make no mistake about something…they will be merciless, and what they did here they will attempt to do on the world, our world…so I say we stop them here, dead on their tracks…and if we lose…then…I say we drag them along with us!

The bunnie did not awaited nor for confirmation from them, he did not wanted to now if his little speech even worked…he knew that surely it did not had the desired effect, but it did not minded, he was going to fight anyways. So he just began running, using all the force contained on his legs to jump up in the air as he took the board that began shifting into a different form. He climbed into Bolt in mid air, turning it on, feeling the engine purring as the energy from the crystal inside caused it to shoot like a speeding bullet, leaving only a red and white blur behind. Jaune knew that leaping into the battle like this was being careless…but he also knew that they had no time to lose…they needed to pick targets, they needed to stop this, and he planned to clean the road the better he could for the others

Hopefully that idiots make it back alive…

The wall was getting close, Hellgate’s shadow was over Red right now as he silently felt the energies around. They were varied, from the lowest to the highest…in a way this made the bunnie relax as he felt like even the weakest of the reinforcements would be able to fight here. Still there was a few powers the frightened him…one in particular. He could hear the voices…again invading his head as they tried to guide him towards this person…towards the location of the massacre it caused

So Cell Block 4 uh?…well…might be worth checking out…

The bunnie decided for once in his life to follow the guidance of the spirits, given that they were so noisy maybe they could for a change be helpful and might be silent if he fulfilled their wishes. And even if they disaproved the use of Bolt with all their might, it was going to be the means he would use to infiltrate the prison…well that and his fist. All he expected now was that he was strong enough to face this upcoming threat…that he had the strength. It was funny that at a moment like this his father’s words, his years of training…all of that came to his mind as a bitter reminder of how he maybe would be not be capable. Yet he shook his head, no time for doubt now…this people needed him, if he could take down this threat himself and nobody got hurt, it all would be worth it

No doubts, no questions…go in, knock the door…and beat that bastard into submission!

He mentally cheered himself as he felt his aura slowly built up and grow as he began picking up the speed, no way in hell he was going to allow anyone to beat him to his destination, not that kitsune, not that armored weirdo…not anyone. He was gonna fight, he was gonna win, he was gonna get paid…and if he survived this he swore on his ancestors grave that he would drink vodka and invite that cute girl he saw on the boat for a date!…well…maybe not so sure about the last one but still…

Kiri:

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The ride from the boat had ended up being . . . rather eventful indeed. Even after having went off on the rabbit-idiot, Kasumi had been a furball of anger for a few minutes thanks to Grant, whom had really gotten on her nerves. Bringing back the allusion of the book, Of Mice and Men, into her head while considering her relationship with Grant as just like that of George and Lennie. She just hoped it didn’t end the same way as it had in the book, boy oh boy would she be both sad and pissed. Especially after everything that had happened. As Kasumi left the ship, she had a rather . . . flushed face, but it was clear that she was still lucid despite the slight buzz in her system. If people had thought that she was going to be going through that voyage without ever drinking they were crazy; except, she had taken a drink of the strongest damnable alcohol on the boat and was a lightweight. God at least she didn’t get hammered, a drunk Kitsune was everyone’s problem.

Kasumi had a serious look on her face finally, dealing with Grant had made her want to get drunk, but there was no telling how that might have turned out from that; after all, it’s not like she has the best cognitive thought to really do anything while drunk, even if all that would be burned out of her system soon enough. Kind of literally speaking at that. With a small look at the rabbit, who seemed that he wanted to play leader, she simply let out a sigh and focused on suppressing her true form and her power at the same time. Man did the buzz make it harder, but that was okay. She was currently too busy with that to notice the aura of her brother behind her, and not far away either, but she didn’t and it was a good thing too; she didn’t need the distractions. She noticed that the male with the watch looked ready as well, huh. At least a few of the people around here weren’t going to be scared the entire time.


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The male with bright scarlet hair had a serious look on his face and within his eyes, for one of the few times that he would whenever you saw him. Typically he had a nice, kind look in his visage that set everyone at ease and helped him negotiate. Though that didn’t always work, but of course the male had always given himself a back-up plan in case of that situation; he’d be a fool not to in all honesty. The male was quiet for a reason, and that reason was the very fact that he was looked up at the prison with a analytic gaze so that he could understand the situation. Well, he would have been had he not seen some male begin to rush on ahead – which is when his form blinked just in front of the male and his bike after a small spark around his feet. Normally, people would have to be worried about something that fast moving towards them at such a high speed, but for this male . . . well it wasn’t much of a deal. His arm snapped out at the last second, grasping the nose of the vehicle when he did and stopping it in its tracks without warning, the force of his hand versus the bike was enough to make anyone’s jaw drop; but this male was dominantly speed and strength based in terms of fighting style. But the best part? His hand wasn’t the only thing at work here, at the moment he was holding it off with his hand yes, but there was a powerful electromagnetic current being emitted from the magic circle on his palm; a lightning based spell which was designed to emit an electromagnetic current that pushed metals away instead of simply attracting. Unlike a normal electromagnetic current however, this one didn’t affect magnetic metals only. The magic circle emitting this was a bright crimson, with a rose insignia in the middle of the circle. The male had his sword drawn, but it wasn’t meant as a threat, if anything it looked more like he was trying to get the male to stop a moment before charging in brashly.

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“Now now, let’s not be hasty. You don’t know what’s in there, and neither do we; fate rewards the courageous and patient, not just the courageous. Introductions must be in order at this point though; my name is Mamoru Gremory, next head of the Gremory Clan and bearer of the Sacred Gear Ragnarok, at your service.”


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Devon wasn’t far behind Kasumi actually, and Eru was right beside him. Devon was tapping his hand against his coat pocket at a rapid rate, causing the letter within to continuously rustle while also tapping his food in a fit of nervous energy stemming from his ADHD. God, when will we be able to get this damnable thing over with? He’d watched the events on the boat unfold from a corner himself, not wanting to involve himself in such things just because he was already uncomfortable enough with being in such a crowd in the first place. No, instead he simply stayed in a corner and relaxed with Eru not far off; in fact even when other women tried to approach him he hadn’t even looked up, he just . . . sat there and looked down with his eyes closed. Devon was a strange one, yes he was indeed, but that was fine also. It helped him stay objective in situations, but also got him into trouble. Honestly it was a surprise in itself.

Razorbackwriter:

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April 11, 2015 02:27PM
Hellgate Prison

Yes, there were many armed for battle…many that were afraid, some that were pissed off, and others who could have done without the type of antics that Grant displayed. But….did that stop our plucky comic con conventionalist from enjoying his beer?

NOPE.

Coming down the ship plank, Grant was now singing, yes…he was singing. More pickled than a barrel of gerkins, he was hiccuping and saluting the ships officers and crew as he swaggered along. That silly hat still firmly in place. Sure, he never got to use the M&M condoms, but he had a bloody good time. Even with the angry energizer bunny. Kasumi? Well, she was always acting like she was on her period anyways. So what was new with that? One man who for the life of Grant couldn’t understand yelled out

? ? ? : ” What is everyone waiting for ? It’s time to show your valor. ”

“Huz…hic..zah!” Grant waved his hand feebily, as the rest of the passengers all looked at him as though he was mad.

“Siiiiiit right back and you’ll hear a tale…a tale of a fateful ship, that started from a tropic port aboard a tiny ship…HIC!”He was singing along to the theme from Gilligan’s island as all around him many quaked in fear of the dark whispers and howls coming from the prison. If you were sober, you were scared….if you were drunk on the other hand like Grant, it was hard not to find the whole thing funny.

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“This is sooooo like Mystery Island. Where’s Scooby and the Mystery gang? Hic?” He’d been watching way too much television on his Saturday mornings that was for sure.

When Shuzen got all serious and held out his blue shining orb of what was thought to be powers and said Shuzen :” You all better return alive to vote for me . Got it ? ” Grant snorted and pawed at the guy. “Neeverrrr got your campaign….but but button.”

As he toddled up the beach he was humming “Staying alive” and doing disco dance moves.

How on earth was Grant going to be able to sober up before he entered the prison? Would his mask help with that?

Either way, folks….it was going to be entertaining.

~RB~
Fu:
Location Guidance Post
Posting Order is not needed as in this scenario it is first come first serve to their respective destinations and works as a real scenario would and ultimately the posts won’t affect one another too much as it would change anything unless of course said character is with another then they both should at least stick together if it is planned to be so.

– Depending on whether or not the people have gotten to the main entrance , once inside they would come to find themselves in a long ominous hallway leading to a room with five different hallways , leading to other places. To their knowledge the high tech usage for this prison was groundbreaking , creating alternate blocks to house criminals with differing realities/realms to torture these people accordingly and such but knowing that there has been damage to this place ; who knew were the assailants were and how much chaos has been started ? It was easy to tell that this required various people to help hold back the situation unfolding. A few idiots however would spread themselves outwards and run in the various blocks and inevitably ….. their deaths . Right next to the Fifth path a pile of eroded bricks and metallic shards covered a un-noticeable hole in the wall. –

The First Path is filled with Countless Fighting

The Second reeks of sand

The Third has the bold stench of blood

The Fourth felt empty…..

The Fifth held a odd euphoria.

A Sixth Sensation could be felt. But it was the most Ominous of all. Something truly twisted laid there. But where?

Razorbackwriter:
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Grant was slow at first to remove the beer holder hat off his head. What was it about this long corridor that just felt…off. Swinging his backpack off around from his shoulder, he unzipped it and then placed his beer hat inside safely. Still drunk from the cruise, he then took out an 80’s walkman and snapped it to his belt. With an old mix tape inside that he had picked up at some flea market stall, he was ready for anything. It was not like he thought it was the right time to put on the mask, not yet. But music, man. That was what soothed the savage beast. Grant placed the headphones around his neck with the thin cord winding its way down to the walkman on his belt.

The others in the party may well think that not only was Grant mad, he was probably a liability on this quest. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. Kasumi had decided to stick with him regardless. Few others would know about what Grant had done before joining the cruise, or of his powers thanks to the Shattered item. With a lopsided smile, Grant looked back at his furry friend.

“It’s like a game show. Five different paths….five different doorways. So…gotta pick.”

He then held up his hand as the other one fitted the head set and he pressed play.

“Einnneeee meanieeee minieeee MO!”

Grant pointed to the first one, and then with a spring in his step, he started to skip down the first one. Danger awaited…and Grant was oblivious to it.

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Picking up a rat off the ground, he broke its neck before using the dead creature as a microphone, dancing along as he sang with the track on his walkman.

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District (2) – Shattered Dimensions.

 

 

 

Many are gathering to join in the quest, but will they be up to the task?  

 

Zetta: Unable to speak, no longer having feet planted to the ground.. Last thing he recalled was his super-speed getting him back home to beat the sunlight.. His direction went disarray upon the sudden combination of Alterus, mixing in with the standard fable that the man had been accustomed to.. While traveling back to his own Manor, he found himself in the middle of foreign land. Near a large boat. They called those ships, though with due to origins he never had any business going out of the country and was blind-sided by all this water that surrounded him. Confused to the utmost, the vampire looked everywhere around him, finding nothing to be clearly visible but blue. One’s four limbs outstretched in panic, for this one felt that he no longer had the freedom to move as he normally did.. Trapped, the man was caught within something. He forced his mouth open, only to draw in volumes of water in an instant. Now he was gargling, rapidly running out of air, if he did not act to escape this he would die in this viridian Hell…

No! The vampire would reclaim his pride and reach the surface to survive, even if he had to claw his way up.. The claw on his hand weighing him down evermore, but not withholding his super strength from continuing to swim upwards. Although this was only a first experience for him, he would overcome it with his damned ambition! In such efforts, momentum seemed to be on his side, despite gravity formerly pushing him back. He zoomed to a peak of the aquatic surrounding until sunlight flashed upon him through the depths.. He would die when it touched him, since he had yet to refuel the gauntlet of midnight black. There was little hope here, but that could not stop him, the feeling of suffocation was terrifying to say the least. Facing death, he charged ahead even stronger, with reduced effort for some reason too. The effort input bared results, Delecaux finally ascending the watery graveyard. He sighed lightly, glad to have overcome the challenge, and bowed his head towards the light cast above him. But instead of instant-death though, he felt an extreme pain on his shoulders and then his entire upper-body burned. Unbearable, from one pain onto another.

Again, putting his body to work, his eyes scanned for a place to duck under to be covered from shade. It was here that he realized something peculiar.. He was standing, not floating in water, but firmly stood atop the substance. This was inconceivable, what had the water done to him?.. Unbeknownst to James was that he had acquired a multitude of abilities, being strengthened by the combination of all universe’ vampiric essences. It would come later on to his knowledge, for now he knew he needed to find his assistant, if the being even lived still in this plane. So he ignored this conundrum entirely to focus on stability. One thing that was obvious was that he wasn’t home.. But he was still burning, with this new-found power to control his every movement, he locked onto the ship, rapid-flight propelling him to the back of the large structure.. The man would be comfortable as a stowaway for now, in order to survive. He was still awed that he had escaped death twice already, having not a clue as to where he would be headed now either. With one deep breath, he counted down all of the scents he gathered on his way to the back of the ship. In time he would make it to the deck for a formal introduction with someone.. Anyone, who maybe able to give him some better direction.

 

Hibu:  The sky was mostly clear, with a feeble temperate breeze circulated throughout the district. A mild gale that would’ve kissed one’s complexion was surely to give a satisfied feeling. The feeble clement wind weaved though and around various bushes and trees, causing a soothing rustling sound come from the depths of the shadows. Fluffy, gray, cotton candy appearing clouds cast freely here and there over the district’s surface. A plethora of items displayed at each store, which were sure to satisfy you. The flaming red star, which was imprisoned in the sky, and died every night to let the moon live, ray’s shown brightly the throughout the district. The citizen appeared happy and little disagreed with the Kings and queens plans. Throngs of people migrated in a rush towards the dock, for they knew soon the ship would be leaving. In this throng was juvenile figure with black cloak that covered her body. Grayish platinum hair, two twig like horns sticking out appearing unique, and a tail that swayed back and forth armored with scales. thus, one could clarify she was Drakon. They’re said to be mythological creatures, hunted for years and forced to alter their appearance into humans. the female was hiding her wings as she didn’t want judgmental eyes peering at her, it wad like they were mentally poking her soul.

“This is taking to long!”

the petite figured yelled with feeling very inpatient. she needed room, the fact of being crowded with no personal space displeased her. thus, she drifted from the migrating mobs of citizen. in a corner it seemed she was alone, but something was just unsettling. there was a murderous feeling was within the air. the stained blood metallic odor long within the air causing a disgusted expression to surface. she sighed not even tempted to look into the incident that had happen.extending her right arm to her left shoulder, Matsu could firmly angle her finger adjusting it to the cloth. in a blink of an eye the cloak was thrown off of her revealing her body built and her yellow intimidating eyes. She was wearing a dark turquoise sweater, denim shorts, with raspberry dyed hightighs, and a pair of combat boots. Thus, with no one supposedly watching and free space, Matsu would manifest her dragon-like wings. Matsu angled her legs to certain degree catapulting herself within the air. within those few seconds, Matsu would flap her dragon-like wings. The airborne female’s ruby lips formed into rather pleased smile. As she was flying into the air, Matsu’s body was now horizontally now. The air blowing upon her face satisfied her as she headed towards the dock. Every so often her wings would flap to maintain altitude. But soon she’d arrive at her destination, the ship. Now with her body “standing” vertically within the air. Altohugh she was within the air the female descended because of the lack of her not keeping altitude with her wings. But she’d had with on foot on the planks of wood. Some looked amazed others weren’t impressed and she’d agreed, but not many darkens exist.

“That was a lot more refreshing than walking”

the female looked to the male with blue hair. Shuzen was his name, he was quite popular amongst the district, but something about him didn’t seems right. He was watching every individual who had entered the boat. Her yellow eyes peered at him cautiously, it seemed he was memorizing every detail of each being. this didn’t seem the bother her.

“Hello Mr. Shuzen it is an honor to meet you”

the female bowed to show her respect, although her race use to be an intimidating one, Matsu didn’t like to bow to ones she found suspicious. Usually she wouldn’t stick her nose wear it’s wanted, but this seemed to be a special case.

 

Kiri:

 

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Devon was glad that Eru had come with him, his emerald eyes showed it; but now he was curious about her reasoning? What reason did she have to come with him? Was she trying to pay back some sort of debt? If she was then that was pointless, he hadn’t done anything for her to feel indebted to him about. Was it some other emotion that he’d somehow elicited from the female? Curiosity? Interest? Anger? Something that had made her come? He really couldn’t tell with Eru, it was confusing for him. He had always been naturally good at telling the fluctuation in people’s emotions, just a natural instinct that kicked in for him around others despite his social awkwardness, but with her it was like he was reading a stone wall sometimes, aside from her bouts of anger anyway. Perhaps this enigma would solve itself as time went, he certainly hoped that it would, he didn’t want to make her his enemy. Devon was silently walking, moving slowly with every step so that Eru wouldn’t fall behind, he knew that wouldn’t help anything either. It didn’t take him very long to get to the docks, and as he walked up he gave a small nod in acknowledgement to Shuzen, but didn’t speak. It’s how he was after all. Sure he looked weak, but he had the persona of someone who could do more than anticipated.


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Kasumi had to admit, Grant was an interesting one at this point. Sure, she didn’t notice that her own brother had followed her onto the ship, but she was too busy following him and trying to keep an eye on the guy so he didn’t get into trouble. God, it reminded her of the relationship between George and Lennie in Of Mice and Men; the guy was annoying at times, but he grew on you at the same time. Currently though, she was busy trying to keep him out of the beer so he wouldn’t be drunk when they got to the island.

“Grant!! Stay out of the beer! If you start drinking I’ll need a drink, and neither of us will like that!”

Kasumi was going to say more, but she was bumped into by a male with a crimson jacket, white pants with a strange style in mind, but she didn’t pay it much mind as she spoke apologetically, or she would have if he hadn’t beaten her to it. The most prominent thing in his apparel? The red watch around his wrist, seemingly over-sized unless one knew what it had been for.

???: “Oh sorry about that, my fault there. Heheh.”

After having apologized, he was quick to walk away, leaving Kasumi to look at him with a bewildered gaze on her face. But she soon shook her head as yet another male with bright scarlet hair with a scar on his face walked past with a face that looked like it was full of thought, but still had a smile on his face despite that.

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She took noticed of him and rose an eyebrow, recognizing him for a split second as the one who had come in through a teleportation circle with a crimson rose insignia. Kasumi didn’t think much of it though, she went right back to Grant immediately.

 

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District 

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All his life, Grant had wanted to go on a ship holiday. Oh those tv infomercial shows that said all the fun, joy, sex, dancing and of course beer you could want on a floating fun ship was just what Grant needed after that trip to the dungeon. This was going to be great. Hell to the fact that they were going over as a fighting force, he’d totally forgotten about that when told about the beer and refreshments. Grant was so fast up that gangplank that you would think his ass was on fire.

Was he about to become the ship yobbo, or bogan? He pulled out a funny hat that he had picked up at one of the comic conventions. It was one that had two beer cans on the top with straws for drinking through. It meant that he had his hands free for the food! Grant wasn’t dumb. He knew that this sort of caper would be approved of. Hell, the politician fancy pants had said to enjoy himself……and enjoy himself he would.

If Kasumi thought that Grant was annoying before, she was about to see this unique and rather special side of him. He may not be wearing the mask now, but damn….he had the spirit to know what a good time was. He even pulled out a packet of condoms and showed them to Kasumi.

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“LOOK! I brought protection….GET IT?! Protection…Ah ha ha.”

A few girls in tight camo tops walked by and Grant let off a huge wolf whistle.

“Hello Ladies! I’m Grant, I’m a Leo and I like comics, anime and tight bike pants. Fancy sharing a beer?”

Where did this sudden confident streak come from? He had read one to many cruise ship flyers. He honestly thought anyone could get laid on a ship like this. Even a nerd like Grant.

“Wanna suck my mint? Ah ha ha.”

~RB~

 

Fu:

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Departing Theme

– It was finally time. There was no longer any time to wait, the bridge to the ship was finally being pulled by a couple men who worked under Shuzen as he himself began to walk to the middle of the deck with a glass of champagne in his hand and a microphone in the other , smiling and nodding his head to the newest female who had boarded and allowing her to be one of the last few on board. –

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” Well how pleased I am to see such valor in the hearts of all these people standing before me today. I say , everyone please raise your cups and give yourself a good shot ; you’ve truly earned it for coming all this way to stand up for your nation. As you may now the ship is getting ready to head off towards the island at this time , you are free to say goodbye to your loved ones , or maybe till you see them next. I would give you all the advice of sticking together so your chances of death aren’t likely , but of course your fate brought you here ; and I hope fate has more then just a swift end for you in store . So let us rejoice as we head off ! Cheers and allow our combined efforts to be the victorious side ! ”

– The ship emitted a loud noise as the horn was blown and it was time for the entire ship to have begun moving . The ship followed the sea’s currents ever so persistently ; gently rocking forward and then back as it slowly set off towards the sinking ”Sun” that was artificially made . The blanket of darkness would slowly coat the sky and give them all the sensation that things will soon get real . Were they up for it ? Only their future encounters will dictate and define who they are as people. Will these beings be able to size up to the Demons in Hellgate …. ? The ship continued onwards, further and further from their safe haven ; Alteria would soon fade and the Prison would come into view.-

 

Sieg:  Kir

Red barely muttered a dry hi towards Shuzen, given that he was way too aware about where they were going, what was happening there, and the fact that he grew suspicious of any politician who did anything that helped others he decided to not pay him attention or even give him more seconds than required of his time. He said hi, he moved on into the ship…and he decided to take a look back at the people that was climbing in. Grimacing as he looked at all of them…this was the “fighting force” headed to help during the riot?…

Stuck in some party boat with people who look as green as my mother’s food…just great…

Red had a really bad feeling about this, but most of it had no comparison with the disgust he felt at the pit of his stomach. They were on a party boat, they were basicly throwing some sort of party here with beer and such while people was actually dieing on the field trying to hold the prison, and to top it off everyone seemed so relaxed that it got Red on his nerves, clearly causing his fur to raise as the inner guardian within him asked himself if most people outside of his home behaved like this in the face of danger. This was meant to be a serious mission but a part of him felt that this whole thing was being taken like a joke…

Just relax…go grab a bite…practice a little…relax…

He got into the buffet area, searching for some food to relax his stomach as he went straight for the meat…something that caused many people to just give him curious looks, given that they were watching a carnivore in the fur of a humanoid rabbit, and for a moment things remained well…he even managed to feel some interesting powers around. But his relaxation was cut short by a certain male who he had his back turned to. His ears twitched as he turned around and watching as he pulled out those condoms and then began telling his jokes and going after the ladies

You have to be kidding me…

Red’s fur seemed to turn into needles as he just glared with his crimson orbs towards this male. Here they were, about to go into a mission that might take the lives of half of the people on this boat and this guy suddenly felt like drinks and some quick sex with the ladies on the boat might be a good idea. Anybody would have laughed…maybe sighed or look away…Red felt clearly offended, showed he was clearly offended by this behavior…it was ridiculous, wasn’t this a mission of sorts? Didn’t this people had any sort of discipline. He just shot his arms into the air, clearly annoyed as he just growled under his breath

I’m surrounded by idiots!

He spoke loud enough to be heard, receiving some nasty looks from some people that he just returned with such hostility that some people looked visibly shaken. He had a long day, a longer night, and he had to put up with too much on a daily basis and now this, the bunny was way too grumpy so he retreated towards a place where he would be free from both this people and his own annoyance. He was going outside to shadow box until they arrived, or else he was sure that he was going to punch someone so hard they would crash into the after line at mach 8

The ones causing trouble at Hellgate better be good…because I’m really itching to turn something into red pudding by now

 

Kiri:

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Floor Host: “Enjoy your drinks my friends, things will get risky for everyone when we arrive, so have fun; today’s drink may just be your last. We can never know what fate has in store for us, however we can always live without regrets. Cheers, to all of you, for doing this for your country, families, and nation~!”

The male had spoken only with the purpose of warning the men and women who had decided to go on this voyage that the path ahead would be difficult and would warrant possible death. How they took it was their choice, however he meant well and the smile on his face proved it.


Kasumi had been listening to everyone and everything while she was dealing with Grant, but the last straw came with his joke with the condom AND the girls. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh he’d done it now. Kasumi froze, her form slowly hunching as she tensed up every muscle in her back and shoulders in anger. The Kitsune was not happy at all with that, the only thing that would’ve been obvious to Grant was the ominous tone in her voice as she spoke to him quietly.

“Grant….. do you know what I did with Hirai Hime so I can shove it down your throat?!”

Kasumi was just about to lunge at Grant then too, till she heard a voice mention idiots. There was one problem with his voice that ticked her off to a point that made her Jaki leak out for anyone with an ability to see spiritually connected abilities to see. The humans with weaker wills around Kasumi, oh they began to act crazier too then as well, which is the biggest effect of the Jaki of Yokai. But right now, the fiery wind-like aura that shifted around her form was enough to tell she was now agitated and hiding her strength was out the window, it was easy to see in her now, and it was overbearing for those who didn’t have the physical ability nor spiritual ability to match the five-tail Kitsune; who was already abnormally powerful. She wasn’t even exerting her Fire Fear though, which is what made her so curious.

“OI! I’m no fool, unlike this dumbass fucker I call my companion!”

Kasumi wasn’t happy, but she wasn’t looking to fight…. yet.

 

 

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District (1) – Shattered Dimensions.

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District  (Anime Adventure Quest)

 

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The land closest to the sea and the area in which the sea trading is most frequent. When people come to this land they could practically smell the ocean. The land here is actually hovering over the ocean unlike the rest of the land. The section here is mainly decorated with sky blue themes and the largest most prominent building here is owned by the Leader of Sea trade and nicknamed God of the Sea . Be careful in approaching the building ,the company may not be forgiving.

Matt:

 

Akio was slipping through the streets of the Nautical district, his crimson eyes flowing over the buildings, people, and animals in the area. His black kimono swept under and behind him as he moved. There were slight shuffles with every movement, but other than that he was completely silent. His ears were clearly visible, but his tails were somewhat tucked under his kimono. Most of the fur that could be seen on his tails were black, but the tips had a white wisps to them. The hair on his head, and ears was black as well. The only other color to him for real was the deep crimson lining that flowed over his garb, as well as the red in his eyes. In his mind he had a certain trail of thought as to where he was going. To most it wouldn’t make any sense, but he knew.

“I’ll see if she is there. If not then i will look elsewhere.”

His thoughts flowed from his thin lips, but they were little more than a whisper. Not so for people around him to remain oblivious to his words, but simply for this is how he spoke most times. His voice was a calming one, despite his very short fuse that hid itself behind his pillowed words. In mere moments he could go from being soft, calm, and respectful to the most fouled mouth, violent, and rude person one might come across. It was a strange combination indeed.

Akio had been staying within the nautical district for a few days now, only recently having come to the city from his journey that held so many dark secrets, and memories. What had brought him out now was of a rumor of a furry convention, but when he arrived it turned out that the people that he had gotten the information from was unreliable when it came to accuracy. Despite this Akio had found a favorite place to stay while here. This was where he was headed now.

The kitsune had been walking for a good thirty minutes before he arrived at a small patch of tall bushes. Near the base was a small gap between the adjacent roots. It was just big enough for a small child, but there was noway he could have fit through there. This thought made a small, almost invisible smirk to slid over his lips. Once the streets had cleared of people Akio check his surroundings. There was no one around, or near as far as he could tell. With a gleam in his eyes his body was wrapped in a small bout of a deep sapphire colored flame. It completely enveloped him, but was gone as quick as it had come.

The fires had seemed to take the male with them, leaving a small, black, six-tailed fox in his wake. Its eyes were burning red, his ears were perked up, and his tails were whipping about him. Under its eyes, and scoring its back were odd archaic symbols that showed themselves in a deep crimson along the foxes fur. This was Akio’s favorite form to take. It let him move around with ease, and find nice high places to sleep when he felt the need. For now though he was using it to tuck himself between the bushes. When he came out upon the other side there was a small tunnel of stone. It seemed to lead through a building, and had been meant to be found by children. Sort of a secret hide away. Akio quickly followed the path, his lithe body flowing around the turns, and turning with the passage like poetry.

Within minutes Akio found himself in a small clearing with small trees lining the edge of the clearing. They were each bending inwards, casting a cover over the small hollow. A small child may have been able to squat while in here, but if he returned to a humanoid form he would ruin the place. In the dead center of the hollow was a small stone that held a mirror on it. The light that was able to get through the branches and the leaves was reflected off the mirror, and cast all around to lighten the hiding area up for a certain number of hours a day. Akio looked up with his keen fox eyes, and saw people passing by what would seem like a bush to them. They were ignorant, stubborn, an had no idea the wonders one might find in the small joys in their lives.

It was then that a screen, sitting above a platform that led to the docks, had changed from its regular setting to a broadcast. The queen apparently had words of wisdom to speak to the lessers, or that was how he saw it at least. That was until he heard her message of the prison, and the prisoners. Most would be gasping, screaming, or passing out from fright, but Akio was smiling. Some may say animals cannot smile, but the small form of a fox he held was clearly beaming with a grin.

“This is perfect. She might be there. My sister. Kasumi.”

His thoughts ran through his head quickly, and then his body followed suit. He left the small hollow from the way he had came, and returned to the streets before anyone could tell what had happened. He then slipped into an ally, and shifted once more, returning to the look he had before. This time there was a large pitch black Nodachi blade hanging from the back of his kimono. The blade was light, and so put little to no weight on his clothes. This was the blade known as Korui Akuma.

Now that he was back in a human form he began making his way towards the docks, ready to find his sister. True he disliked her, but there was some unfinished business they had together. He hoped that she would show up to help these people so he may confront her. It could end up very interesting.

 

 

Fu:

 

The Docks

– The Ship was docked just outside of the Nautical district ; located at the docks which of course meant that it was awaiting travelers to board. The ship had a embedded insignia of a Trident , the symbol of Atlantis Co. and it meant the company was showcasing their ships to be used for the voyage to Hellgate Prison. They were going to assist the people who were willing and brave , all as a ploy to get approval by the people. The time was coming near, and it was almost time to board the ship to move onwards to the Island . Was everyone ready ? It would seem that it wasn’t so as the ship wasn’t entirely full with people . It would wait awhile longer before it was ready to depart . Shuzen himself stayed near the entrance of the ship welcoming people on , dressed extremely casual as if to assimilate with the other passengers. –

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Shuzen :” Please make yourself comfortable , Enjoy your voyage. Hello ; welcome . There is beer and nourishment’s in the kitchen , feel free to go and take what you’d like . Remember to vote Shuzen as Nautical District’s Regional Mayor. ”

– Shuzen didn’t leave his post , he wanted to see all of the passengers who had came with his own eyes ; but did he have a real reason beyond political gain ? From a certain standpoint it would seem as if he was evaluating the members , seeing if they would survive or not . He kept spotting weak people , minus a man adorned in a white mechanical suit which had seemed to pique his interest so far. –

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– Hio snuck on board , knowing there was no other ships going to the Island ; he had no other choice but to get on the way he had and stay out of sight hiding behind several crates . He stayed quiet and awaited for the ship to begin it’s voyage. Hio didn’t seem very happy either , his face displayed a annoyed expression as he could even sense the amount of noise coming from upstairs.-

Hio:” When will this ship take off ….”

 

Kiri:

 

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Kasumi was smiling as she walked down the street, despite her only real reason for being in this place was the broadcast which had explained there was a massive prison riot occurring now; this disturbed her but she didn’t show it, she simply kept her upbeat attitude, practically skipping down the street as she thought with a small hum in her voice.

Kasumi had been in the furry convention, on its last day no less, with Grant at the time when it had come on; she had grown darker as she listened, not only because of the broadcast itself but also because of the fact it brought up bad memories. Probably worried Grant half to death, but of course she had dragged him along with her, only giving him the explanation that she had to go and even if he didn’t go she would alone. She knew what could happen if they got out, they could do things just as bad as if not worse than her own brother had done. She knew that, that’s why she had to go.

After a bit of running, Kasumi had let go of Grant’s hand, and she was hoping that the man was still with her. It’d be reckless to go in alone, but she knew that even then she had a duty to do this. There was a chance her brother was in there and if he was…… she didn’t want to think about that but… she would be the one to put him down if it was the case. She wasn’t worried about the fact he was technically stronger than her because of the difference in tails, that meant nothing to him.

Kasumi finally looked behind her after a couple minutes, smiling brightly behind her as she called out to Grant, but little did she know there was someone so close who could recognize the voice she released. After all… he had once gotten the same voice…

“Grant, you still there or did I leave you way behind!?”

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District

“Yeah!” Grant sung out as he finally caught her up, practically out of breath. It was quite some day and with what Kasumi had planned, Grant was not going to miss this for the world. It had been at the final day of the furry convention that they learnt about the prison riot. All eyes glued to a massive wall of television screens that showed what had been happening. News reporters in special bullet proof vests, and with the words ‘PRESS” emblazoned on them spoke with a heightened sense of danger to alert all on Alterus of what was happening. Grant was a little worried about what it meant for them to get involved, but with his new found powers thanks to the Mask, it would be a great way to test it out. Sure, he had scared his apartment manager, Mrs Abecrombe half to death one night, when he came home to get his things, only to decide to put the mask on to play a prank. Needless to say his wild comic actions and the graffiti he wrote on the apartment building walls, had many in the building talking. He had written “Mrs Abecrombe has blue waffles” about two thousand times in various sizes and script type. It was going to take a month of sundays to get that all scrubbed off the walls.

But here on this day Kasumi and Grant had come down to get on the ship that would take them over to the prison. “Can I help it if you are like….super fast in those shoes?” Grant pointed down at the girl’s footwear and then beamed a smile at her. “I did manage to catch you up though. So where is this ship?’ Grant put his hand up like a visor, scouting to see which vessel they were meant to get on.

Dressed in jeans, a polo and carrying his trusty back pack, Grant looked more like a backpacker than a member of a fighting force. His hair was a lot better kept though and thankfully he had showered that morning. Taking out a packet of menthos, he took one out and popped it into his mouth. He then offered the packet to Kasumi with a shake of his wrist.

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“Mint?”

 

~RB~

 

Hibu:

 

The room was silent; in fact it was pitch black. Shadows creaked along the walls with mischievous smirks. On the dark oak wood nightstand, a candle ignited displaying the only light source within the room. The room wasn’t abandoned for a feeble structure with kinky snow white hair was chained to the bed. Shackles were placed around her wrist, Scars ran along her skin leaving remembrance of miserable beatings. This would be the first in months she was getting a chance to sleep, but it wasn’t making much of a difference. The nightmares were becoming more violent with every sleep.
The female babbled her eyelashes with her vision weary with only darkness filling her pupils. Ordinarily this would confuse and freak one who happened to wake up in darkened abandoned room, but this was ordinary for her. The tight feeling of shackles being placed around her wrist of both left and right hand didn’t seemed to bother her. A bandage wrapped around her left eye due to punishment that happened in the past. It was frequent to have beating for she was slave, supposedly lower than livestock. This didn’t bother to be called such. Kasumi knew she was too afraid to do anything, she could have escape, but every time the thought came into her mind her body becomes paralyzed. Why? By many people Kasumi was said to have invisible chains set by Shuzen. He had applied so much fear into her, Kasumi was mentally was too afraid to even go against his wishes. When given the chance to escape, Kasumi can’t help, but too stay. Being token away by her parents at such a young age then being stripped in front of a plethora amount of dirty old man, made the female remember that little girl wail out in misery to her parents even though she knew they weren’t going to be saving her. “I wonder when master will be back” her voice was pathetic and soft as she spoken. The female attempted to stand, but the collar around her neck, which was chained to bedpost, which prevented her to stand a full length. Thus, the female sat herself back in her previous position. She was alone with nothing to do, her body was feeble and weary not strong enough to break neither the chains nor the shackles. Is this her life? Being chained to bedpost hardly feed, or even cared for? Her mother once told her that, “Everyone has meaning in this world even its small or big” she believed those words, but soon they faded from her faith. Where the watching? Looking down on their child from the “heavens” or were they looking at their daughter in disgrace. Did they care anymore? Probably not, the high elves were such an intelligent race; to be enslaved was disgraceful. She sighed with depression, moist droplets streamed down her numb red cheeks only to hit the floor. She didn’t want to live this life, but she lacked the courage to do anything about it. Every time her eyelid closed the picture of his unmerciful eyes came into mind, which would prevent her from sleeping for the rest of the night

 

Kiri:

 

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“Good, and these shoes aren’t the reason I’m so fast buddy boy. Natural physical trait, me and my bro-…… never mind.”

Kasumi cut off in the middle of her sentence, possible for the fiftieth time over the past week of peace since the dungeon. It seemed, more and more lately too because of the fact Grant had been dealing with it all week since she started hanging around him. She never spoke of him without cutting off the sentence just for the very reason it was forbidden, not even counting how much pain it brought back. She hadn’t seen him for years and she knew very well why… she couldn’t forget after what had happened, especially with the damage she’d done herself in a fit of Feral Rage.

Kasumi shook her head and gave a small smile, reminiscing her father for a moment, as those thoughts typically brought on thoughts of him. According to what he’d told her, he had changed a lot in the years before she was born, he’d told her that he’d made mistakes that had torn his own life apart with his brother and father. Life could throw things at you that could bring you to your knees, but one thing he always made sure she remembered was that true strength is shown through the heart, the willingness to continue fighting even though you get hit, to defend those you care for no matter how much it hurts. It’s not about how hard you can hit, it’s about how hard you can GET HIT and KEEP on trying. That’s the lesson he always taught her and she’d taken it to heart the day she unleashed her Flaming Persona.

Kasumi blinked as she heard Grant’s voice again and looked at him with a rose eyebrow, her crimson eyes landing on the Mentos packet that was in his hands; letting out a small chuckle she nodded, reaching out and taking the packet, popping one into her mouth before handing it back to him. It wasn’t like she needed it, she just liked the taste of it, and considering her tongue was more sensitive than his, she enjoyed it a lot however long it lasted. Well… that isn’t entirely accurate, one’s sense of smell is ninety percent of their sense of taste, so really the reason she tasted it more is because her nose was far stronger. Ah oh well. Kasumi spoke quietly as she pushed her power down, making it harder to tell that she was a lot stronger than many of the occupants of the boat now getting on.

“Thanks, come on, let’s get on the boat before it leaves. I have a bad feeling about this and… well, it’s better that people other humans are on board with this, no telling what we’ll encounter. I’m already having to suppress my power by a lot, never telling where an enemy may come from. I want then to underestimate me in the case that I have to fight on board as well as at the prison. Off chance of that happening, but still.”

Kasumi was serious, and finished talking several minutes before she even managed to get to Shuzen, but even so she gave him a cautious gaze, but a smile full of sass while she passed. She wasn’t senseless, she knew the look of someone analyzing others when she saw it… it was a look she’d seen before. She replied to Shuzen with a arrogant grin and cheeky tone in her voice, but one that held an underlying understanding. The only thing she could have done to give away she wasn’t as weak as many of the people getting on the boat.

“Hmm, sure thing~ If you make it worth it, Shuzen-san.~”

 

Razorbackwriter:

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District

To share a small mint with friends is like something out of a TV commercial. It always has a way of bringing a smile to a weary face. Grant had a sweet tooth, just one of many things that Kasumi was yet to learn about our latest adventure hero. Though at the moment, he was acting more like a tourist than anything else. Dressed for comfort rather than style – cause really he was never was much of a fan of fashion, Grant looked so easy going. He’d had an interesting time since he had finished his first ever quest, but one thing he did notice in the time that he spent with the talkative kitsune, was that she never finished her sentences. Odd really. Like she was always leaving out the best part of the story for reasons that only made sense to her.

Grant just followed her anyways. He didn’t question her reasoning, nor try to pick apart what she had said – just taking it at face value.

They were now facing the vessel that was to take them across the waters to the Prison. Staring up at it, Grant let out a small whistle, but showed no fear at all. Not even when Kasumi expressed her feelings on it and they weren’t good ones. She complained that she was having to already suppress her powers a great deal at the present times, and with the boat being filled with nearly all humans, it was going to be a feat in itself to continue to keep her defenses up. One point she raised, was that the enemy could be anywhere, even on board the ship and she needed people to think that she was harmless. Underestimating her strength.

Talk about a good plan. By the looks of Grant, the only thing he would be hitting would be the ship’s on board menu.

Following Kasumi up the docked ship’s gang plank, he waved cheerfully at Shuzen.

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‘I’m Grant! You look even better in person, Sir. I’ll vote for you! Do you have a campaign button? I love those. Where is the beer and chips again?”

 

~RB~

 

Sieg:

 

Watch that late night movie they said…nothing bad will happened they say…idiot, idiots all of them!

The crimson eyed rabbit cursed inside his mind as using his C-Gear he began speeding across the streets of the Nautical District. Today a ship was leaving to a destination that basicly no one with an inch of sanity or common sense would come close to, unless they had some sort of sense of heroism or business there…and of course this bunny just needed to have both! He hated that, that sence that he had to do the right thing…it ruined his business, it ruined his day…and of course he had to be the only living fool to take a job to deliver a package there. Any sane and insane courier for that matter gave this job the finger, low pay, high danger…but no…he had to take it because they gave him puppy eyes and he would be going anyways

Gaia be damned Bolt…go faster!

Right now he was breaking every speeding limit in the whole district if not the whole planet while he was draining his C-Gear dry to just reach the docks that finally were at sight. At first the bunny was relieved, he had crossed half of the city at top speed basically almost crashing into every vehicle moving slower than 300 kilometres per hour, wich was most of them anyways if not all, and finally he was there. He was relieved to say the least…except for a simple trouble…he was heading for a crowd of people at more than 300 kilometres per hour with near to no space to use the breaks…curse this day…

Son of a…out of the way you fleabags!

Red yelled at the top of his lungs towards the people in his way as he basically pressed the breaks with all his might, trying to stop his Bolt and maneuver it so he wouldn’t end up running anyone over. And as expected he ended up with his face on the ground basically scratching all over the ground while the Gear was above him. Red basically cursed, in every language known to man, elf and Rabbit as he digged his fingers into the ground, leaving deep marks on it as finally he somehow ended up stopping before running over Mr. Shunzu. And he remained there for a few moments, as the C-Gear shifted into a board form and Red slowly got up from the ground

Stupid…ground…

Amazingly enough Red was actually intact, not even fur lost as he just survived what would have made him lose a hand and maybe break all his bones. Granted that right now his fur was a mess, everything hurt and he used some of his aura in the inside of his body to make sure everything remained on place…but still, if anyone had doubts about a Rabbit resistance right now they were silenced. Not to say the same about Red, whose blush was not so well hidden as he noticed the embarrassing entrance he made and the few eyes set on him

What?…never saw anyone having an accident?

Hostile as ever the bunny just began dusting himself off as he fixed his crimson colored vest and began to work on his pure white fur that not seemed to stand up in all angles. Hard to imagine that something as soft as him could actually be in such a bad mood and ready enough to punch someone into another galaxy if they brought up this incident on the way to Hellgate. Seriously thought, in what other way could thing be wrost than this? He believed he embarrassed himself in front of a crowd not to mention the fact that maybe he damaged his C-Gear in the process

At least it can’t get worse than this…

 

Fu:

 

Ship Entrance

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” Just put in your vote in the ship’s voting room , and the beer and chips are currently on the deck at this moment . We want to have the best things out in the open for others. And thank you for the compliment , it is quite appreciated ~ ”

– Being around a person like Shuzen was sure to have felt quite different then other people due to the fame he had . It wasn’t like he was the King or Queen but it was similar to meeting someone you’d rarely meet and it was altogether a special experience in it’s own right. His smile was big and his eyes slanted as he made a slightly appeased face to the responses he was given. He spoke to Grant and Kasumi simultaneously as they had approached as expected , he wouldn’t ignore the people entering the boat . Not long after they moved onto the ship a Bunny-humanoid being had appeared before him and the Blue Haired male stared curiously at him as he moved extremely fast. This person was peculiar in varying ways , but it was clear why he was here . He was heading to Hellgate too and Shuzen wouldn’t deny him passage , he was more then welcome to join the current people ready to embark. –

” Hello Sir, If you are heading to Hellgate you are more then welcome aboard this Ship , sponsored by Atlantis Co . Lodging is free as long as you vote for me ~”

 

 

 

 

 

 

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core (5) – Shattered Dimensions.

The time had come for the comic book clown to win what was rightfully his – the shattered item ;  The Mask of Irasho.

 

 

Fu:  Abyssmal Pond

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– Keikai would find that his attack wasn’t as effective as he wanted it to be but still achieved the results he had wanted. Following the attack the female released a heat wave followed by a shift in her appearance and structure around , she now held various floating apparitions around her and he would intercept the one that had came at him as she yelled out a technique . Keikai cloaked his arms and shot both of them forward as if he was firing a beam , and out came a large stream of dark miasma in which he replied-

” Hazy Stream ! ”

– The stream grew in size and spiralled as it had grown so dense as to envelop the dense flames ; however it would not destroy the flame it did however slow it down and ” cloud ” it’s purpose , making it easy to move out of . If it wasn’t as dense as it was, it would’ve been consumed altogether by the fog , Keikai took that moment to leap high into the sky and come crashing down towards the Fox with a descending kick imbued with the foggy enhancement once more . He didn’t seem like he was letting up , nor was he planning on doing so anytime soon. The female he was fighting was more resistant then he has soon so far. If the attack landed it would flood the main ground with a thick fog . If it had missed the fog would’ve rose around his feet and spiral upwards like a dense wall encasing him in this element. Regardless of how things were progressing , it was clear this battle was far from over.-

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Abyssmal Center Temple

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– Celtan was confused at the sudden bravado that was shown , the male didn’t seem like this earlier ; but it had surprised him to say the least. This new side had gotten to him and caused him to lose his coffee and the orb in which he held , did they hold much importance to him ? Not really , however upon those attacks coming as rapidly as they did they sliced the cup and carved into the orb . How was Celtan to respond ? He leaped off his seating in a rushed motion ; causing the air around his position to explode and have him land a couple meters behind without realizing what he had done . He stood on the other edge of the top of the temple.-

” You owe me 1.75 for that decaf . ”

– Celtan then realized that at this moment he was further away then Grant was from the pedestal at the top of the pyramid. Celtan’s face grew quite annoyed at the action he had taken before glaring at the male with his menacing eyes . Most people would be automatically terrified by being near a Terakian but it’s apparent that some people are exceptions to the rule . This person had begun to tick him off , and boy Celtan was annoyed at the way he had leaped too far out of bounds. Grant now had a chance at reaching for the item and the Terakian was extremely annoyed at it as well. In a matter of seconds , a dark aura once more grew around him and within his arms a thick dark magic grew and his claws had grown ; lastly but not least a invisible pair of creatures made themselves visible to Grant’s eyes . –

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Grant vs Celtan Theme

” You. You’ve truly tested my patience. Now I’ll show you what I can do. ”

Name : Celtan

Race : Destructor Incarnate

Power : Corruption | Phantasm Fish

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Spawn of the Destructor : Brain

Objective Change : Grab the Mask and Defeat Celtan !

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Abyssmal Core Finale Begins

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Abyssmal Center Temple

Where on earth did Grant’s sword technique come from? The only swords he had before he met the Queen were fake ones that he used when he dressed up as Deadpool. The way he went into the sword attack, on Celtan was like something out of a Jackie Chan movie. Was it at all possible that watching enough anime and action movies had left an imprint in his mind of how to react in a real fight? So far on this quest he had been lucky…very lucky. But the attack, that was not luck. In fact, he sliced right through the coffee cup and knocked the orb clear from Celtan’s hand. Celtan jumped back in fright. Yes, fright. He hadn’t expected this sort of showdown, not from a klutz like Grant. In his haste, he had leaped to the other side of the temple, leaving Grant now facing the ultimate prize of this quest. The very thing that had called out to him back at the restaurant.

” You owe me 1.75 for that decaf . ”

“Only girls drink that shit.” Grant replied, a slight high pitch in his voice, as he quickly re-sheathed his weapons. He took in the distance that separated them now, and the fact that the mask…was right …there. His eyes flashed up at Celtan before he let out a roar and ran for the mask, going into a dive in the closing seconds and skidding along till his hands caught the mask up in its grasp.

“I got it!” The inside of the mask gleamed at him with a magical like sheen, that was practically luring him to try it on. It was the time, for the final battle….and with the mask on, there would be no stopping him. He brought the mask up to his face and like lightening it locked on, causing Grant to scream and howl in protest as his body rose up off the ground, the man clawing at the mask as it was almost fusing with his soul. It was the perfect fit. A hurricane like whirlwind whipped up and around him, spinning the man like he was Dorothy from Kansas. The screams faded and was replaced by a foul and sinister laugh. What dropped from the hurricane was a being that looked nothing like Grant. The face….oh god the face.

“EHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE!” The laughter was loud, just as loud as the outfit that Grant was now wearing. But he was no longer Grant…..he was..Irasho

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He pulled at the edges of his own face, and you could see the skeleton in behind. White gleaming teeth and eyes that were not properly in their sockets. The mask didn’t just affect his face, it also changed his body, which was becoming almost elastic. He was like a living breathing loony tune. Those blades, that he had been wearing on his back….became ten times there normal size and he withdrew them both with a sickening scraping sound…like fingernails down a black board.

“Makes your toes curl, doesn’t it?” Irasho’s tongue poked out but it was forked like a snake. This was the power of the mask, to make the unbelievable, believable. He twirled the two massive blades over head like he was making his own helicopter.

“You’ve been a great audience but its….time to fly.” Irasho started to take off from the ground in what could best be described as the most ingenious getaway.

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:  

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“You’re turning into a nuisance.”

Kasumi’s crimson eyes glowed brightly as her hair wove around softly, the force of the Kamaitachi themselves causing a small tailwind as they swirled around her at a rapid rate. For the sake of time, the man’s technique had saved his ass, but it was rather annoying that he’d thought it up. Oh well, Kasumi’s only thought was on the fight itself, staying alert enough to handle him and buy Grant more time. Kasumi pushed with everything she had in both feet, her form blinking between one spot and the next thanks to her speed boost. At that point, Kasumi’s body and the surrounding ground had begun to emit flames which were long and thin, swirling around her with the appearance of a burning stream of wind.

Kasumi didn’t dare to attack that damnable fog that was emitted by the male, too many risks and she was twice as conscious after what had happened to her arm. Instead she waited for the exact moment it dissipated, curling her fingers while forming an orb of condensed flames which emitted small tendrils. That was actually the special attribute of her flames while in Flaming Persona, they acted like wind and dealt their damage by staying in a hyper-density and high-energy form to slash through things instead of simply burning them alone. Kasumi looked up at the male with now blue eyes, dull and blank as her hair slowly shifted to white, including her ears and tails.

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“Enough games I suppose, I’m going to end this now, one way or another.”

Kasumi’s hand began to shake as the flame in her hand grew stronger, the tendrils blazing about in a spiral that moved erratically as though being blown about by a storm that never ended; at the same moment of course, Kasumi’s three Kamaitachi began to spin around her hand quickly, just before she slammed the orb into the ground with every ounce of strength that she had, letting the flame itself explode while the Kamaitachi slammed into it with pure brute force, hiding Kasumi’s entire form from sight in a split second in a swirl of flames and dust.

She actually had two different uses for that little idea, doing what she just finished and using one of her more powerful techniques. Instead this was more of a distracting motion, she had a different idea up her sleeve at the moment. Soon enough, the flames that surrounded her actually began swirling down once more, causing the dust to blow away as it was revealed for her to be standing with her left hand raised, a sword in it as the flames began to condense themselves to it, blazing upwards as though they were trying to escape the confines of some great wall that controlled them and kept them where they were.

“Daisuke Family Art…”

Kasumi brought the sword down, curving the strike as she made a single, extremely fast and strong slash from the right side. The flames bent and twisted, moving like a whip would as she swung at the male, the flames slashing through and tearing down plants and trees and even rocks as it passed through them. Should this have hit the male in the process, the fiery “whip-blade” would have sliced through his body with ease. This was one of her family’s techniques, one that required this form and was actually a revised form of another.

“Plasma Blade!”

 

Fu:  Abyssmal Pond

Keikai vs Kasumi

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– Keikai would grow annoyed at the persistence of the female as she performed another technique , which she had claimed to have been a Family Art of sorts . Keikai dissipated into Dark Fog after looking off into the distance and spotting something flying away that didn’t appear as his Boss . His voice echoed out as he left –

” We’ll finish this another time . ”

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Abyssmal Center Temple

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” You run , It seems that you have common sense. This Mission has failed.”

– Celtan would claim as he saw the person leave with the item , the dungeon slowly began to fall apart and distort . This land’s purpose has been fulfilled and no longer has any reason to exist, as evident by the fact several portals appeared across the sky and on the ground floors , the land was rejecting the people inside and as a result they wouldn’t have much more time here until they returned to Alteria’s lands. Celtan closed his eyes and stayed where he was , as Keikai appeared by his feet and in a knelt down position near his side. –

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” Since this didn’t go well . Our Next Destination is……………… That Prison. Time to recruit some new blood. ”

* TC for Both *

Abyssmal Core Arc Complete ===> Siege of Hellgate Prison Arc

 

Razorbackwriter:  

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core

For once it seemed that Grant had not been foolish. Though in reality he was not currently Grant, but Irasho. With the mask on, he had won the quest and staying around to mix it with Celtan was foolhardy. Flying up and away like a type of gyro copter, it would mean the end of not only the temple, but the whole dungeon itself. You could hear the very stones pulling away from each other, then crashing down till they were completely breaking in on themselves. Everything that had been seen faded from view, all behind a grey coloured mist. This formed huge plume like clouds, and as the creature that had been fighting Kasumi fled, Irasho would appear – bursting out of the grey clouds – cackling as he went. It was the most bizarre thing you could ever imagine seeing. The crazy face, that looked nothing at all like Grant.

Down down down he swooped, till he landed with a light bump and the swords slowed to a stop, turning back into their normal size. Kasumi was there, but she didn’t look the same either. All white with strange blue eyes. Wow, she was really pretty, if you liked that sort of thing.

Sliding his swords back into their sheaths, Irasho reached up with a gloved hand and started to pull off the mask carefully. The thing was, his face seemed to be fused to it, and it was turning into a bit of a battle to get off. He struggled and fought with it, till finally it came off in his hand with a loud “POP!”

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“That was so COOL!” Grant cried out with some enthusiasm. “I was kung fu fightin’ Yeah!” He danced around a bit, doing some funky moves and tripped over his own feet, landing flat on his face. Instead of bouncing back up, he simply held up the mask in triumph, though his face was in the dirt.

“I got it!”

Yes…yes he had.

~RB~

 

Kiri: 

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Kasumi’s eyes faded back to crimson as she finally stopped using her power crazily. A side effect of using both her full power and Hirai Hime’s white lightning caused her hair and eyes to change to that of her father’s, a snowy white and icy blue. Her hair was slowly fading back to auburn now though, her eyes crimson once more as she let Flaming Persona fade away. Flaming Persona was a technique in which the user set their own resolve ablaze, igniting it and causing their flames to take on a new form and grant the user new powers based on that. It was created by her uncle… and it was the technique which unleashed her full power in its greatest level.

Kasumi slowly was changing back to her one-tail form, but she was breathing heavily and wincing in pain, her left arm gripping her right as tightly as she could, her knuckles turning white from the pressure thanks to the pain coming back redoubled. White Lightning had a nasty side effect on her, that it caused intense pain, though normally it wasn’t this bad; Flaming Persona caused the user to be nullified to pain, however the side effect was that when exited, they experience it all tenfold.

Kasumi looked over to Grant with a small chuckle, her smile returning as she pushed the male out of her mind for the time being. Grant obviously was too excited about the mask to notice they needed to get out of there, so she did it the easy way. Well, it was easy for her anyway. Kasumi grabbed Grant’s hand with her left and began pulling him towards the nearest portal fast as possible without causing him harm and herself anymore pain.

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“You idiot, we need to get out of here first! Though, I must applaud you for having done so.”

 

Razorbackwriter:  

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core

It was funny how Kasumi still liked to call Grant an idiot, which he was. Without the mask on, he was just that ordinary geeky guy, but with the mask on he was capable of great and crazy feats. It was better than any cosplay outfit and already the young man was planning on using it for the next convention. Its odd how adrenalin affects a guy. He was still so pumped from the adventure, that even after his face hit the dirt he was excited and still vocalizing the joy of his win. The mask was his, and the adventure was over….almost. The dungeon was collapsing and they really needed to get out of there.

“You idiot, we need to get out of here first! Though, I must applaud you for having done so.”

“I applaud me! Hip Hooray!” He cried, as he was dragged along by the feisty Kitsune. Grant stumbled and then got into the run as they raced for the nearest portal, to be free of the dungeon once and for all. “Weeeeee!” His enthusiasm was going into overdrive.

“Here we go!” The pair jumped into the portal, which sizzled and then radiated a large blast of light, before disappearing with a loud pop. Where would they end up?

The Neon district.

 

~RB~

 

End Arc.

 

 

The Hidden Curse – The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

Had the Cat witch pushed to hard and fast too soon?  Maybe Katrina does have nine lives after all.

Kiri:  

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Sayaka had simply watched the woman with that same gaze, a gaze of someone who was impossibly serene. The look of someone who had suppressed their emotions to such a point it nearly killed them as a person. Sayaka didn’t change that look till an eyebrow raised at the woman’s comment and her chanting. She didn’t particularly understand, nor really care, what this woman was supposed to be to her, or at least, she didn’t care what the woman thought she was worth to Sayaka. Then as it finished Sayaka felt something she hadn’t in a long time, and it hit her like a bus without warning. Her left hand shot to her temple just before it ended up taking over, tensing up for a split second before it took over. A twisted grin took over only moments before her right hand rose up in a motion that was almost questioning, her fiery golden eyes glowing brightly.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

Sayaka’s hand gripped her head once more as she wrenched out of that wretched curse’s grip. Sayaka stood quietly, holding her head quietly with her eyes hidden now behind that long hair, but her hand was still in motion as the sound of snapping fingers filled the air. The moment that sound resonated through the air, the earth erupted with three black jagged rocks that all stopped inches from the woman’s neck. Sayaka wasn’t kidding around, the Black Earth having dissipated the surrounding blaze of power the moment it stopped, especially if she was using Black Earth and not her sword. She dropped her hand before looking up once more, with that same cold, icy gaze; however this one blazed with true anger.

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“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

 

 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle.

All that theatrics and green mist. The song and the dance were all to do exactly what Katrina hoped it would. In order to slip beneath the calm facade of the Princess of Wrath, she needed to get right under her skin and tease the very beast like you would with a worm on a hook. Appeal to her darkest desire, which of course was to fight. Bring her up and show her to the room, that mystery that plagued Katrina’s mind. It was cold and calculated. Start with a bit of mischief and then turn the game on its head in a blink.

And…it worked.

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The witch was willing to gamble with being attacked as that came with the territory. A game of cat and mouse, but who was the cat and who was the mouse. Like a ripe opening flower, the beast had awoken and that smile was a dead giveaway that the mask had slipped. The voice to come was not the true one of the Princess of Wrath, it was the hidden enigma.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

“YES!” The witch roared in triumph as the power she was charging grew from the telling of the truth. To the creature that we know no name for, truth was overrated. This one thought that to lie, cheat and steal were the fun things in life. Deceit, deception, betrayal. For that glorious moment, the mask was gone and then the Demon launched a blistering attack, that sent great black jagged rocks hurtling for the witch’s throat. But did the witch flee? No, she stood her ground and pulled her chin back so that the rocks could easily pass straight through and sever all her critical veins, thus ending her right there and then. Proud?…no.. This was not about Pride at all. it was about being right.

But just as the rocks may well split her head from her shoulders, they blasted into fine rock and simply fell back to the ground as the Demon of Wrath reigned in her power. She dropped her hand, but the look of pure and unadulterated anger was still in those cold haunting eyes.

“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

All the green mist and sparkles dissipated, as both had shown their hands. But if you think that Kat was terrified, or fearful at this point, she reacted totally differently to what even Sayaka would have imagined. The cat like charm was returning, the witch’s curiosity sated.

“I had to see for myself if it were true, and you proved to me that you are more than worthy of being my Mistress. A test…nothing more. I shall be honest with you, as you have been with me.” The woman’s wand shrunk back and she placed it in her ear, before she morphed back into the domestic looking cat. The black cat shivered from her front paw to her tail, and then scampered towards the throne, only stopping two feet away to bound up and onto the Demon’s lap. Here, she purred and settled down to sit.

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~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka had to give the cat props for her courage, ticking off a Princess of Wrath took guts, especially when she was of the quieter sort and not so hot-headed as the others before her. No, she was not like that at all, in fact she was more dangerous because of it; she had the calm disposition to think through her actions and what she was doing, planning and plotting into things that could take down even the strongest of targets. Battle was nothing more than a game of chess, and if you couldn’t stay calm enough to plan, then you lost; and with losing came one dangerous consequence: you died.

Sayaka heard the triumph in the cat’s voice, and it made her want to rip the woman’s head from her shoulders without a second thought, even if she had already reigned that anger back into straights, placing that icy mask back into its original position once more. She didn’t speak until she sat down, or that had been the plan anyway, as it seemed that the cat had more to say to the Princess of Wrath. She could tell the creature wasn’t fazed by the threat and that was fine and dandy, didn’t make it any less true at all. Sayaka’s eyes burned with calculation and an icy type of fire, that fiery gold looking almost like a sun in itself in this darker light. Sure, her servants knew better than to mess with her typically anyway, they never knew when she might finally snap and lose all control over her emotions that she had. Hmph.. as though that would happen.

Sayaka watched, and listened to the cat, with a calm, but definitely keenly analyzing gaze which showed that she was now on guard around the woman. After all, she’d forced that Curse to take hold of Sayaka, unleashing a bout of primal insanity. That’s the secret of one reason why Sayaka hasn’t ever been seen using her flames, not that she needed them; the curse laid upon those flames caused her to go into a more primal state, throwing her sanity and cognitive ability out the window and setting her into an instinct run state. She didn’t swat the cat away, much as she would have loved to do so, no, instead she simply looked down at her with a rose eyebrow once more. Wondering just what her entire purpose was with Sayaka.

”Mistress.. hmph, you’re a confident one; but that can be a good trait in a Kingdom like this. So, what was the whole purpose of that test, what was your purpose in revealing the curse which restricts me so?”

Did you expect her to ask any other question really? After all, the cat had just unleashed a secret Sayaka hadn’t revealed in years. Though, at least she didn’t have anyone else to have seen it, even if it would have further reinforced their fear of her; showing even she had a sense of insanity and destructive impulse. She was Princess of Wrath, and even if this was her persona now, that didn’t mean she wasn’t like everyone else.

 

Razorbackwriter:

 Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

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Oh but Kat was a confident one. So confident in fact, that she shape shifted to her cat like form and took up residency upon the Demon’s lap. The way she glanced up with those eyes of hers as if waiting to see if Sayaka would flick her off in another bout of released anger, or hold it in. Keeping that mask down intact now. It was yet another gamble that the cat was willing to take. Bold and determined. She had got exactly what she had sought and her exhibition was a game to see if the Princess would take the bait. No man would have gotten away with such a ploy. It took a creature that was a true hunter and willing to bet her life on what she believed.

“The whole purpose of that was to see what you could become, and the whispers all pointed to it. I wanted to know for sure, your Highness. My journeys across the realms have lead me to see things, things that all pointed to greatness. But with greatness there is always a price. You have yours. You seek control and that is why you wear the mask of ice cold calm. But if one were to get fired up, then there would be a battle royale to control the flames.”Though the cat had not seen the walls of flames and power that went with it, she was clairvoyant enough to know that this power brought with it a curse unseen till now.

The cat used it’s head to try and get under the Princess’s hand to show affection once more. “You would have no respect for me, if I was a simpering little cat. Sure, I can comfort you in the cold of eve and catch your rats, but I have my own powers and foresight that could be of use to you.” The cat’s gold eyes illuminated as she said this.

“I needed to show you my truth, so that I could gain your trust. A bit reckless perhaps, but you would expect nothing less. Am I right?”

The cat spoke in such a way that she was trying to make her point known. She did not wish for the Princess’s destruction, nor to challenge her throne. This was about seeing past the mask, knowing what lay behind…..and perhaps in a way, helping her. If the Princess could see it that way.

“We are all at war within ourselves, my Lady, but an alliance of minds may ease the burden.”

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:

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Sayaka had to admit, the cat was definitely smart about how she decided to go about this conversation now. Instead of risking ticking off the Princess, instead she was using her head and trying to stay on better terms. Making a powerful ally in doing so. Sayaka let out a small sigh as she ran a hand through her long crimson hair, only to set it down on top of the cat’s head and began to rub her head softly like she had before the whole incident.

Sayaka had to agree with the points that the cat was making st the moment. Perhaps the cat was just what she needed to break this damnable curse… to have control once again.. to be able to defeat those who were beyond her reach at this moment. Though she could still use those flames, they’d cause her to be thrown in a battle royal for control against the curse. Leading to a dangerous inner battle that may end with her death spiritually.

“I think I see your point here. Hmmm…. well… welcome aboard is all that I can say. After the war, I think it’s time I started getting back what’s mine. My power. My soul. My fire.”

 

Razorbackwriter:

 Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

It could have all gone pear shaped. Though the cat spoke with a wisdom that came from thousands of years walking the realms, the Princess might have taken it all as foolishness and ripped the cat up by the scruff of the neck to feed to her hounds. Thankfully, the Demoness did listen. The cat spoke in a calm and concise manner that was in no way threatening, but more to explain why she did…what she had done. In order to gain respect, you needed to show your colours. Be willing to take what was coming, good or bad. The added show of affection towards the Princess, which came natural for a cat sealed the deal that the cat spoke true. Why walk the path alone, when you could have someone beside you, that not only had your back but had seen the dark side of the Princess and not fled in terror. As much as it could be the scariest thing imaginable, it took a great deal to ruffle her fur.

Cats think differently to most other creatures. They have a predator like instinct, and see themselves as being above the likes of dogs and in some cases humans. Humans like to think that they are the Masters, when it is very much the other way around. Since the dawn of time, cats have been revered and even used as figure heads for the gods and the great Pharaohs of Egypt. They must have cottoned on early as to their spiritual significance. Painted and carved onto stone for thousands of years, till the time when religion painted them as something evil. In fact, had it not been for the mistrust of the Europeans in the dark ages and beyond, there may never have been a black plague. That was the price man paid for his folly and distrust of cats.

Katrina’s eyes showed a very old soul beneath. Sure, in her bipedal like form she appeared youthful and vivacious. The reality was a very very old woman. Being a cat in form had many advantages. Not to mention the nine lives that went with it. The only problem. Curiosity. It was this same curiosity that brought her to Wrath in the first place, and she was willing to be one of her lives that what she understood to be a rumor, was in fact true.

Rubbing her head to the Princess’s hand it was almost like the deal was struck between them. A way of bonding. The cat then marked the Princess’s skin with the glands in her cheeks, as though marking her territory. From this moment on, the cat would serve the Princess faithfully regardless of the price she may pay.

Kat was welcomed with little word, except that Sayaka put forward that it was now time for her to get back what was truly hers.

Her power, her soul and of course, her fire.

Leaping off the Princess’s lap, the cat then morphed back to the bewitching cat woman that she was when she first arrived. A huge grin on those red lips, that were set against the white of her skin. Her body was enveloped in a black leather suit, and her hair covered with the black cap that only allowed her ears to peek through.

“Then…what are we waiting for, your Highness?”

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“Meow.”

~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka had to give props to the cat, she was smart and wise, and definitely knew how to earn someone’s respect even if it could have gotten her killed in this case. Of course it could have though. And she was courageous to have stood there while Sayaka lost utter control over the Curse laying in wait. Yeah, normally she might have grabbed the cat and murdered her on the spot, but for some odd enough reason Sayaka didn’t; not that she would have, nor could have, explained exactly as to why the Princess didn’t do so.

Sayaka continued methodically stroking the head of the cat, thinking silently about the fact that she was going to have to somehow deal with the curse that was lying upon her Flames. She was thinking about how she would unlock her flames again without losing complete control over herself, for even strained control would be better than none at all for her. For her anyway, but there were catches for just using the flames with the curse active. Even if she could take control, until the curse was broken the flames themselves harmed her.

Sayaka rose an eyebrow at the cat as she jumped off her lap, tilting her head to the side in a bout of curiosity. What was the cat up to? Well, a question that didn’t have a full purpose as it was answered by the cat’s own question. What were they waiting for hmm? Well, that was a good question but…. how did this cat plan to handle this?

“Hmph.. that’s a good question. What’re you thinking?”

 

Razorbackwriter: 

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

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There is a thing about wearing leather, it feels so good to the touch and Kat was really enjoying her latest fit. Smoothing her own gloved fingers down her sides and purring at the same time. Bizarre to see a cat woman behave this way though it was totally natural to her. Her pink tongue was showing between her teeth as she minced about waiting to see if Sayaka would get up from her throne. The cat had suggested that there was no time like the present to get up off her butt and start working on that curse, but it turns out that while Sayaka though it was a good idea, she wasn’t sure exactly where the cat had in mind to train, so to speak.

“There is this place, called the Hangman’s noose. Before you get ideas, its not some sadomasochism hell hole. On the contrary, its a wrestling pit and fight club. We could go see whose up to get their ass kicked, and maybe earn a few coin in the process.”

Seeing as there were no wars presently, it was not like Sayaka could just roll up into another kingdom’s barracks and start killing soldiers without cause. The idea of going to the club to…spar, was the next best thing to that.

“I’ll even be your tag team partner. We’d be quite the team.” Kat wiggled her brow at her own suggestion. “I can hold my own in the ring, and make it look damn sexy. No man can resist playing around with some wild pussy.”

Kat giggled as she said that. Saying things that mean something dirty was kind of her thing.

“Oops…I did it again baby.” Kat winked and then skipped towards the door. “Come on!”

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka rose an eyebrow, her left eyebrow to be exact, as she tilted her head to the right, curiously watching the cat act fairly strange to Sayaka, but the Princess did have a small smile on her face from laughter. She found it quite amusing that the cat was so excited over an outfit. Sayaka’s own outfit was of mostly leather, with some exceptions here and there, being of a dominantly crimson color alongside other various darker colors. She wasn’t the type to really worry about clothing though to be honest, it never made much sense to her in that respect.

Sayaka’s fiery golden eyes showed an interest in what the woman was saying, in fact her head straightened and both eyebrows climbed upwards in a small show of amusement. Well, the woman had a bunch of ideas in her skull, a good trait to have when surrounded by a bunch of meat heads; which described the Kingdom of Wrath fairly well with few exceptions. Hmm…. well, it wasn’t a bad idea at all.

“Hmm… sure thing. Sounds interesting, on every aspect.”

Sayaka gave the cat a small wink as she followed suit, even she had a joking side on occasion. Sayaka grabbed her long katana-like sword and followed easily, gracefully as well. A small smile on her face. 

 

 

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core (4) – Shattered Dimensions.

The battle now intensifies with the plucky Kitsune and the crazy comic book nerd going head to head with some of Gizora’s most sinister villains.

 

Kiri:  Kasumi gave possibly the most vicious growl one could expect from her, a growl which was utterly unnerving. She didn’t sound like she could be considered anything remotely human, in fact you might have thought she was a Demonic Kitsune. She wasn’t playing with the Terakian, in fact the Jaki that began to blaze around her looked like it was as sinister if not more sinister than the aura surrounding the Terrakian. And it didn’t disappear when Kasumi slammed her palm against her face at the challenge that Grant put to the male.

With not a word, Kasumi simply reached out and aimed to grab at Grant’s collar. Should she have, she would have picked the boy up like a wolf would its pup, only to throw, yes throw, him straight clear across the pond. A scream from her to follow.

“You go ahead dumbass! He’s obviously not someone who will dance battle you! Now….. you..! You deal with me!”

The last two halves were aimed at the Terrakian, a demonic look in her eyes as her Jaki swirled around her, a bright orange of varying shades. A color that her uncle’s Jaki had been. Kasumi’s appearance changed slightly as her fangs extended and her claws did as well; the fur on her tail bristling as it lashed back and forth, her legs spreading to shoulder length as her weight shifted to the balls of her feet. Ready to fight, to kill if she had to. Hirai Hime was in her right hand as well, and she wasn’t afraid to use that weapon. Nor any of her abilities as a Kitsune. Fire Fear, but also Creation Fear. The Concept of Fear was born between the relationship of humans and Yokai. It’s what a particular person was feared for. Which is why Kasumi was dangerous for a Creation Fear user, as she also had her Fire Fear to account for. But perhaps that wouldn’t be needed.

 

Fu:  

Abyssmal Pond

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” You Bastard ! ”

– Keikai would see that one of the explorers had flown across the pond and beyond the barrier. That had automatically settled in the fact of who could progress. This would also verify the fact that Keikai had failed what he had came for. That moment was followed with a large dark fog slowly covering the area and encasing them both . He was enraged, his sclera turned black and his arms tensed . He was no push over , and he instantly closed the distance between him and Kasumi ; intentionally missing and punching the ground near she had stood ; causing it to quake and split which in turn caused chunks of earth to fly about and hit whatever it had came at . His arm was encased with a dark fog , his eyes glaring at the target whether or not it was hit by the shards . The male wasn’t playing around , nor was he intending on going easy on a woman . –

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Keikai’s Theme

” Fine. Let’s go. ”

Name : Keikai

Race : Terakian

Power : Dark Fog

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Terakian Assassin

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Abyssmal Center Temple

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– There it was . The Center of the Maze. The Finale has arrived. The land in which the Shattered Item was located , the temple towered quite high but the item was seen hovering just at the top . Will Grant run and claim it ? There seemed to be a lurking dangerous energy nearby , but what was it ? –

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Abyssmal Pond

In her anger at the crazy comic con conventionalist’s bizarre attempts to get the shady character to duel him with a dance off, the kitsune remarkably went and did something that was exactly NOT what Keikai wanted at all. To have the young white and grey haired lad tossed like last week’s garbage across the Abyssmal pond. Grant cartwheeled in the air like a circus performer, his shady glasses slipping from his face and landing with a kersplosh in the waters of the pond. It was only when he flew right over the water, that he came to land with a few bum smacking skids on the other side. He reached the centre of the Maze.

“Ow Ow Ow Ow.” He cried for each time his bum smacked the earth. Dazed and shocked at the strength of the Kitsune, he got up to stand wobbly, and then realized exactly where he was.

“I’m here….I’M HERE!”

He looked back across the pond, but he saw that the pair were now engulfed in some dark mist making it hard for the young man to see. He brought up his hand as a visor and peered across the other side of the pond. “Kasumi!!! Just stay alive till I get back!!!” he yelled loudly, before gathering himself and turning to face the end of the maze. The quest had brought him this far, and now he was on the right path. Looking up at the magnificent temple that went up into the very errie green clouds, he wondered just what would be lurking to test him this time. Just at the very top, Grant could make out what looked to be the prize. Glowing as it sat atop the tower. Spitting on both hands, he started his climb up the all too tall stone stairs.

~RB~

 

Kiri:  

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Kasumi growled deeply at the male, the Jaki that swirled around her looking like a fiery wind in itself, burning as it wove around her with a mind of its own. Jaki were the demonic auras of Yokai, which could cause corruption in humans if it was strong enough to overpower their will. Kasumi knew that, but the Jaki was the signal she wasn’t holding back. And the further changes that occurred soon after showed she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stay in her one-tail form. Instead, her tail itself began to split, forming into five different auburn tails without the splash of white at the end, now waving behind her as she growled at the man in front of her with anger in her blazing crimson eyes.

Grant’s words made her scoff, muttering to herself a simple ‘yeah right’ comment, even going as far as to say that if she died here it’d contradict what her purpose was. Of course, Kasumi was interrupted mid-thought by the man covering the distance between them and slamming his hand into the ground, causing it to erupt in all directions. Kasumi let out a grunt as she pushed off the ground, leaping from one side to the next as she dodged each piece as fast as she could, using her tails, coated in her Yoki of course, to slash apart some that were clumped together and far harder to dodge.

Jamming Hirai Hime, now shrunken back into its Tanto state, back into its sheath, she moved in a blur, difficult to follow till she finally stopped, only to blast forwards at high speed, her form completely blurring to a point that she was nearly invisible at that speed; her right arm was lifted as her claws lashed out, slicing the air just over the male’s head as her left arm came swinging up in a quick uppercut, having used the attack from her claws to try and get him to duck into the strike and send him into the air with a single attack. If it had worked, the male would have been left stunned while flying through the air, while Kasumi would’ve dashed into the air at top speed like her charge and flipped forwards, slamming her foot down onto his stomach to smash him into the ground with enough force to cause the ground to erupt and quake much like he had done only moments before with his punch.

 

Fu:  

Abyssmal Pond

Keikai vs Kasumi

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– Keikai quickly blinked closer to Kasumi as she attempted to feint him with her first attack , the Terakian punched the wrist of the Female with his fogged covered right hand ; causing it to point upwards and slightly sever the connection of the palm to the arm through the force which then was followed with his left fist towards the stomach . That hand didn’t hold any of the fog but did release a giant force if it connected which most likely would have had to due to the fact he intercepted the female’s motion while it was acting out therefore making any other reaction harder to accomplish since it would have to take a longer moment plus their distance between one another was too short. The attack that was supposed to hit his chin couldn’t connect due to his actions and therefore the fist that did connect when it had would cover that arm and make it unusable , what did the fog do to her hand ? –

” You’ve made the wrong choice in choosing me as your opponent. Let’s wrap this up Foxy.”

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Abyssmal Center Temple

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– As Grant continued to climb and grow closer ; the skies seemed to have grown darker with each second that had passed . Was this an effect of him moving ever closer ? A strange feeling would continue to grow and grow as he motioned ever closer but after he was but a few more meters away a large blast of energy would strike and hit the area not too far above from Grant which had caused it to erupt and crack and possibly make the person tumble back down. Another person appeared in the vicinity , however this person sat directly at the top of the ruins with a small coffee cup in his hand and a orb in the other. –

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” Brave Adventurer. You’ve made it all the way here with the tunes of a mysterious figure and doing it as fast as you did hmm. . I reckon it was the voice of the Shattered Item . I wonder if you recognize me without the hood . Once more your plans have been for naught, I will be taking the item . I ; Celtan , the Brain of Gizora will be taking this . ”

– What he said must’ve clearly meant that the voices Grant heard was the supposed treasure of this place . Did that also mean specifically only he could’ve acquired this item and no one else ? That may have been the case . This male didn’t seem friendly , and his body was cloaked in a dangerous aura , how would Grant prevail ? Then again with the power of the Item many things are possible , and somehow Grant has had an extremely lucky streak as of late and it seemed as if the Dark Illusionary Beast from earlier may have hinted that those swords of his may have been the key to prevailing . Seeing as to how swords are usually meant for battling , maybe this was its chosen time. But more importantly , it was Grant’s time to shine.-

Objective : Do whatever it is in your power to get past Celtan through whatever means necessary and obtain the Shattered Item !

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Abyssmal Center Temple

Higher and higher he climbed with the air thinning of oxygen but being replaced by something else entirely. A darkness – like the very clouds were charged with some deadly force. This was no mere catch and grab like in an Indiana Jones movie. The prize awaited him at the top, but nothing was meant to be this easy. Up till now, Grant had a run of luck that was simply too good to be true. His choices, though sometimes not entirely wise had gotten him this far. He did have the help of the kitsune, who was now battling it out with that nasty chap across the pond, but Grant was about to find himself facing the one that was there at the start of the journey. Minus the cape this time, minus the hood. He was sitting – waiting with a cup of coffee in one hand and an orb in the other. How long had he been here, and how was he able to reach the height of the tower, considering that he couldn’t possibly be human. He called Grant a brave adventurer. Brave? Not totally, more like he had a lot of luck. Making it to the top on the words of the riddler, the words that guided him through. Those words were said to be sung by the very item itself. Calling directly to the one that was destined to claim it. Grant.

“I wonder if you recognize me without the hood.”

“Yes…you were the guy at the beginning.” Grant was not totally stupid.

“Once more your plans have been for naught, I will be taking the item.” He what? After all this, he wanted it? Some bloke called Celtan who was the brain of Gizora. So, was this a demon? A warlock? He didn’t look like anything fancy, just a bloke having coffee on the temple mount. Grant’s chest puffed out as he reached behind him and withdrew his swords, the same ones that had been given to him by the Queen, the same ones he was willing to throw away when in the mouth of the beast. It was his moment. Human, maybe – but the true fighter beneath was about to have his moment.

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Swinging both blades like rotors he then twisted his body so that his right arm slashing across the front of his body with the blade whistling through the air, the blade in his left arm was brought back and up. A flick of wrist and his body reversed the slash back in the opposite direction, followed by a downward slash from his left. One to strike the coffee cup right out of his hand, if the right hand slice hit the orb.

~RB~

 

Kiri:  

Kasumi snarled at the male who blocked her feint, which was annoying at this point now, she could feel that her entire arm was dead on the moment he hit her. Shit. Not good, plus she was off-balance because of him blocking her like that, making it harder to defend against his current attack. At least, that’s how it normally would be. Her eyes were hidden for a moment just before a grin spread over her face in an instant, only moments before several swords, all interlocked with each other, erupted from the ground and slammed between her and the male’s fist just in time. Sure, the attack ripped the weapons apart and sent her sliding back from the force of it, but it still saved her…. barely.

“Close one that… heh. I can’t hold back for this, therefore… Daisuke Family Art: Flaming Persona!”

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Kasumi’s entire body was immediately engulfed by a massive eruption of flames that swirled around her, creating a powerful shockwave as it blazed brighter and hotter than almost anything most people would have felt. That inferno itself quickly dissipated, but left standing was Kasumi with three flames blazing circles around in the form of Kamaitachi. This was her Flaming Persona, which also meant she was a hell of a lot faster. Kasumi’s left hand clapped itself onto her right, bracing herself as she blasted her White Lightning right into her nervous system, causing her cells to go berserk as they began trying to fix her arm. She gave a wince as she released her right arm, but lashed her left arm at the male, sending a flame condensed into a high-energy and density form, causing it to blast after him in a crescent shape.

“Razorflame!”

Much similar to how a technique called Razor Wind worked, Razorflame was a technique in which Kasumi condensed her flame into a hyper-density and high-energy state, firing it at the target. The flame itself, because of its now hyper-density and high-energy form, would have sliced through the male like a knife through butter the moment it touched him. Easily. That was the damage of this technique.

 

 

 

 

Show me your truth! – The Kingdom of Wrath – PD.

Katrina’s cheeky ways may land her in hot water with the Princess of Wrath; Sayaka.  One hell of a cat fight is about to commence. – Princess Diaries RP.

 

Kiri:  

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Of course, she wasn’t asleep, she was too disciplined to let her guard down like that. Especially with the issues of what was troubling her. No. She was merely in thought, as she always was when she was alone; resting and thinking. The two things she prefered over anything. Even with the fact she was Wrath Incarnate, she loved to rest and think, simply being calm and relaxed above tense and angry. After all, it did give one wrinkles to worry too much about things, especially about things that you couldn’t control in the slightest.

Sayaka’s fiery golden eyes, once a burning crimson that they had been before the . . . well, that wasn’t important, all that was important was a simple fact: she hadn’t been expecting someone to be in the throne room. Till, of course, she saw who it was exactly. Normal indeed, a look which held a burning icy sense to it stared down at the cat, someone infamous for mischief; and some stranger things to be found in Hell. Sayaka rose an eyebrow at the woman, simply watching her with a calm gaze, but one that also seemed to burn and freeze at the same time. It was unnerving for most, but for this one Sayaka knew her normal attitude didn’t faze a creature like this.

Her eyes closed for a mere moment, and what could have been a tiny smile of sorts crossed over her face, as she listened to the being. Sure, her sentence had a double meaning of sorts to it, however the secondary sentence cleared everything for the Princess. Despite her cold demeanor, she could have her moments of softness, who didn’t in all honesty though? You’d have to be a Sociopath of sorts in order to not. That or just plain depressed. There was a slight rustle, but even with that it was difficult to tell she was moving until her hand, covered in a elbow length, crimson and black colored glove which was skin-tight on purpose, set itself on the cat’s head, rubbing her head softly.

“You are a greedy one, but then again, it’s better than being prideful..”

The truth that, Sayaka had a genuine and complete dislike for those who couldn’t swallow their pride for anything. And that happened to be ALL of the Kingdom of Pride, recipe for disaster right? Well, only time could tell with Sayaka. She had other things to worry about. 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Oh, there was nothing that Kat loved more than to have her head stroked. That little pink tongue stayed stuck between her teeth and her eyes gave off a far away look as she instinctively started to purr. Dropping to her knees and letting her slink black tail curl happily around her. Talk about hitting the spot. Not a G spot, but a Kat spot. Normally when she waltzed into kingdoms, the Princes set the dogs on her. She tended to say and do things that would have others set on the edge of their seats. Untrusting of the feline minx. Then again, they didn’t realize that Kat could also offer the one thing that many prize….comfort. To stroke a pussy cat often brought down the heart rate…though for some it sped up.

“Hehe, greedy for affection? I’ll bite that.” The tongue slid into Kat’s mouth and she chewed her bottom lip playfully. “A girl has to work for her cream sometime.” Everything that Kat said had a sinful double meaning. No wonder she belonged in Hell. If Sayaka had bothered to notice, the cat had yet to be collared. Owned by no one, more of a stray if anything. She simply wandered from place to place, her reasons were her own. Honestly, who questions a cat?

Kat moved her head beneath Sayaka’s getting the most she could out of this show of affection from what was a most dangerous demon. The Demon of Wrath. “I bet I could make you purr too.” Naughty, naughty Kat.

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“Have you guessed what I am yet?” Kat figured that the Princess of Wrath would have figured it out. With a powerful aura about her, she was bound to know much about what came through her doors. Though at the moment, most of her staff seemed to be leaving her to her devices. Like they knew when it was the right time to let her dwell on things, to think.

~RB~

Kiri:  

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“Hmph, a sight to see that. But, first you should remember a few manners yes? What is it that you want?”

Sayaka knew demons, and knew them well. Though this one definitely wasn’t a demon more than likely, just considering everything in all honesty. But then again, she could be at the same time. Sayaka’s voice was calm and clear, icy in tone and obviously disciplined. Of course she was, she was in charge of one of the most volatile Kingdoms in hell, she had to be disciplined. And being a Princess of Wrath didn’t always mean one had to stay angry, no.. in fact one who led Wrath could be calm as they come and still represent Wrath in essence with their power. That’s what Sayaka’s flames did, but no one had ever seen those flames, she’d never used them before in front of anyone, not since the day her training ended.

In any case, Sayaka had to raise an eyebrow at the woman silently, eyeing her with cold, but blazing, golden eyes. She obviously wasn’t one to joke, but that’s why she simply answered the girl with a calm disposition. The only Wrath who was actually able to be calm, it was a surprise to be honest for those who did not know her ahead of time.

“Either a cat-type demon or a Witch. Though either are possible.”

Perhaps the Princess did have something locked away with the new color of her eyes, that flaming gold was strange and abnormal even for a demon like her, almost as though it wasn’t hers at all. It was there in plain sight, but only for those with the eyes to see.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Kat slid out from beneath Sayaka’s hand and purred as she crept up and then went to standing. She had asked a question, but like everything that Katrina did, it had a double meaning. Not so much asking if the Demon Princess knew what Kat was, but what she REALLY was.

“Close. I am…more what you need if anything.” What could the Princess of Wrath need, you might ask. Taking one step away, then another, she walked with one foot crossing the other as she showed a sleek form that was dressed in a skin tight black fit, bold and figure hugging. Her tail whipped about her form in a sensual manner as a dark aura radiated about her form. The cat creature was a sinister bitch after all.

Turning slowly, she started to chant.

I only speak the truth
I only speak the truth
I only speak the truth
I only speak the truth
I ONLY SPEAK THE TRUTH

She brought her arms together straight out in front of her as her two fingers met and pointed straight at the Demon of Wrath.

“I’m a challenge!” Her form was enveloped in a green blaze of swirling light and power, crackles of lightning erupted from the green haze as she spun hard and fast in the center of the vortex she was creating. Her golden curls lengthened as she started to cackle loudly.

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“Chamma chamma re chamma chamma
Chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan
Re chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan
Tere paas aaun teri, saanson mein samaun…

Chamma chamma re chamma chamma
Chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan re
Chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan
(chamma chamma)
Baaje re meri paejaniyaan…
Re meri paejaniyaan (eh, chamma chamma)

(Eh, chamma chamma)
(Chamma chamma baaje re meri chamma)
Oh, yeah yeah… oh uo uo…
(Baaje re meri paejaniyaan)
(Baaje re meri paejaniyaan)

Tere paas aaun teri
Saanson mein samaun teri
Tere paas aaun teri
Saanson mein samaun raja!”

Kat had come to Wrath to see for herself if the calm visage of Sayaka was nothing more than a veil of deceit. She withdrew her wand and made a circle with it as the chanting filled the room.

“Show me your truth!”

~RB~