A Riddle from a Raven : The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

Just as the Cat Witch Katrina was starting to get comfortable in trying out the newly acquired throne of Wrath, a messenger flies in from Dyre with surprising news.  Following on from “The Kitty is a Bitch”.

Sieg

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Upon waking up as an undead, one that could actually think for himself and wasn’t moaning about wanting to be alive again and all that jazz, Grey found himself in the grave need to do one thing and one thing only, and it was to give in to those beautiful temptations that life had to offer. And this was indeed one of his favorite ones, in the end none of them were bound to another person to make them feel any guilt if there was any to be felt, they were as free as one could be and they were just enjoying the other, simple, just great, and just as dirty as he liked

So one hand explored, the other pleased, and his bites slowly began climbing up, little by little aiming to get to those lips of hers as he felt how little by little his own urges won over everything else. That bodysuit was great, amazing, but getting in the way nonetheless and he was about to rip it to shreds. The stage was ready, his manhood eager and pushing as in attempt to come out from the pair of jeans and boxers below that kept it trapped…but just as luck may have it a loud sound later someone decided to interrupt

Ugh really?…who let the cookie seller inside?…

He honestly did not wanted to stop mid act, if anything the undead seemed to want to throw this girl out of the window for her interruption. But he knew that Kat would most likely no go on with this so he was forced to move away. His hair seemed to raise a bit when he did as his eyes kept glaring at the girl like if she was an obstacle that he wanted to make explode…honestly…did people even used doors anymore? At least last time he barged into a place he had the kindness of making as much sound as possible to make his presence known. In any case there was no use now, he didn’t wanted to get into a fight cause it would take too long, and quite frankly, he would end up doing something pretty nasty to this girl if he was to get into a fight and even won

I say you install a trap door, many of them…in any case, as for where you are kid, let me give you a clue, everyone here is pretty pissed off, so Wrath is the place

He was not in the mood to give directions, in fact he was in the mood to do something else and unless she wanted to just stand around and become a voyeur he really figured that giving her an answer like this would make her take her leave. If that didn’t worked, well fine, it wouldn’t be the first time that someone like her decided to barge in when he was with his hands busy. So Grey just removed his jacket, tossing it to the ground but taking what seemed to be a piece of folded paper first that he tossed at her before his hand extended towards Kat again, his fingers reaching the back of her ear as he began scratching her there

There, enjoy yourself…now unless you want to stay around and watch the show or join in…away with you

It may have seemed just a way to be rude with her, but he decided to play it in a different manner as he directed a look at Kat, one smirk that gave away that he was going to make her want to be leave the place, right before he turned his head at the girl and smirked at her, saying those words almost like if he actually meant every word he said, at least regarding the join in part. He wasn’t serious, for a while he wanted to have Kat all for himself, so he figured by how she reacted when she saw them doing this that perhaps joining in this activity with the two would make her want to take her leave…at least he expected it. It wouldn’t be the first time things went the opposite way when he said something like that but…last time he said this words and he ended up like that it wasn’t that bad…well true, that vampire girl left him and the other full of bites but…it was worth it

Kiri:
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Ayana had to admit that she hadn’t expected to end up being dropped down in on a situation like this, but could anyone ever truly expect to be dropped down into some random place where everyone is someone you don’t know who the fuck they are? Ayana didn’t think so, in fact she just thought that she was plain unlucky if you really thought about it, it’s not like anyone purposely threw her in here, did they? Ah who cared, time to get the heck out of there. Sure, the man was being a complete, and utter asshole, but she had no wish to deal with this right now; her first concern was taking control of the situation and getting dominance over her own powers. Ignoring the piece of paper, she didn’t exactly need it at the moment, she spun on her heel and marched her little ass right on out of the throne room; but not before she called back with a defiant tone.

“I’m not a child for future reference!”

(TC)

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Katrina’s eyes glowered fiercely at the girl that had interrupted her down time with Grey. Things were just getting heated up, and this…child had to come wandering in, like it was some sideshow ally at the fair. Course, Grey – her new General took it all in his stride, and spoke to the girl with such sarcastic wit, that it gave cause for Katrina to chuckle. Course, when he moved his fingers to toy behind Kat’s ear, she immediately began a deep throated purr. Oh God, did this man know how to use his fingers well on a pussy. So much promise. Her eyes closed as she let herself be swept away by this new pleasurable feeling, till the girl sung out on her departure.

“I’m not a child for future reference!”

“You sure as hell act like one….Tah Tah.” Katrina waved the girl off, with a roll of the eyes, before turning her head ever slowly towards Grey, with a renewed sense of hunger for her General.

“Now…where were we?” A glimmer of lust in her dark eyes becoming apparent, as she practically drank him in. But if she thought that the girl was the last of interruptions to what would be some pretty nasty coupling, she was rudely mistaken. A raven happened to fly right into the throne room from an open gable window and flew around and around in a great circle, before heading to land on the floor, not far from the pair. Normally, ravens from the keep land in the roost at the top of the south tower, this raven had to be lost…unless….

The raven squawked, before a dark mist engulfed its form and it turned into a male, dressed in all black with slicked back hair. He was Lavinia’s raven. A pet or companion on those dark nights. He bowed low before the pair, with much flair and respect.

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“Salutations, Katrina and Sir, I am Bisley, servant of the great Elder Lavinia.”

Katrina instantly sat bolt upright, uncrossing her legs and looking at the servant with wide eyes. She had only just sent off the messages about the change of fortunes at Wrath, and already Lavinia was responding. When last she saw her, was when Lav tossed both Grey and Katrina out of the circle. Yet, here was Bisley, representing Lavinia in the Wrath Kingdom. Katrina had met with Bisley a few times. Something of a tortured soul, who was Lavinia’s eyes in the sky as well as an excellent spy. Knowing this, she had to ask.

“Lavinia got my message then?”

“Aye…and she sends her blessings.”

Looking to Grey, she wondered what her General would make of this. Course, the raven servant was interrupting what was their private time, but news that the Elder was now supporting them as the new head of Wrath – that was pretty big news. One thing was on Katrina’s mind however. She knew that something had happened to Lavinia in that circle. Something that brought about such rage and anger. Was it just from Beel’s disrespect of the Circle, or was there something more?

“How is….Lavinia?” Katrina had been her friend a long time, and was more than aware in her sudden change. Bisley gave away nothing.

“She is as she should be, Katrina. The Elder will see you soon. As you know, there is a disturbance in all things magical….it even affects you.” This was said point of fact, and Bisley’s eyes wandered towards Grey for a moment. Was the bird onto him?

~RB~

Sieg:
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He did not even bothered to answer to that last statement the girl made, only limit himself to roll his eyes as he seemed amused by her words. Yeah, all the way down here and even up there appearences tended to fool people, you couldn’t just look at someone and make a wild guess without usually being wrong at some point…but that didn’t meant that he couldn’t make a mockery out of her looks right? If you chose to be in the shape of a child, there was a reason, and given what she did he had all the right in the world to mock the small cocoon she hidden into. As to how he knew this, it was easy, despite his anger he noticed the way she tried to refer to Hell, the way she asked…clearly an outsider, a tourist…and like any tourist alone in a foreing place she was bound to suffer if she didn’t learned her way around and soon…but then again why even care what happend to her butt? He had a beautiful witch here demanding his attention, and no way he would let this slide

I was about to make you purr like you never did before

Lust and confidence in equal proportions glinted in the eyes of the Frankenstein creature, decided to have the time of a lifetime with the witch and also princess. He wanted this, and ready or not he was ready to claim as he leaned down and was about to resume his actions when somebody else seemed to have forgotten that there had a door that could be knocked. This time interruption was no other than a raven, seemingly lost on his way until finally something happened, enough to again place a bullet within the mood and cause Grey to just groan again, as he decided to sit down himself, with his legs crossed as he noticed his Kat’s attention shifted so suddenly when this intruder appeared

I’m installing a net on that window…I swear…

Given that Kat focused on this intruder, that turns out that was a messenger of sorts, he decided that he would keep his focus on him too despite his interest was lacking, at the very least, until he heard what he had to said. While at first he seemed a bit shocked by how little the answer took to arrive, something about it made him feel rather curious, even a bit suspicious if you must. In a way it must have come as a shock to this Elder that one of their own kind ascended so quickly into this rank, but at the same time maybe it meant good news for them after all. He couldn’t help it, he didn’t knew the person they referred at least on a good day anyways, but despite any good intentions or friendship she may have shared with the current ruler, one thing was clear…at least politically speaking, it was good for the Witches to have one of their own sitting upon one of the seven thrones…

Well at least having more than one ally is reassuring…but then again…

Sloth seemed to be a friendly towards them, but it was because they needed to shelter under somebody’s wing for the moment to resist the upcoming storm. Without a doubt Gluttony would remain a sworn enemy until Beel lost his head and was sent to oblivion given the need Kat had for revenge…which meant that any friend the prince had would be their enemy now, as well as anyone who felt insulted by a witch holding the throne. And now the witches were on their side apparently…but perhaps because they had a crisis on their own they would require help with…and that thought made the undead sight out as he ran a hand through his hair. They were in a privileged position for the moment, but it wouldn’t last…and then there was this other trouble bothering him, aside from this messenger eyes on him

May I ask what is this disturbance?

The undead knew that perhaps it may have seemed strange that he asked such a thing, or even took interest in the matter. In the end despite magic arts were used to put him back together, the energy that animated his body was from a much different origin, dangerous enough to cause the person that brought him back to have to disappeared in order to avoid persecution from it’s own kind. Still, despite this the curiosity remained there as he looked at the raven that took the shape of a man as he narrowed his eyes a little, deciding to explain his reason to ask. In the end he figured such information would not be revealed to him that easily

Not all of us can feel disturbances like the one your elder knows about, nevertheless, it still affects my kind to a degree

He felt sickened in a way by comparing himself with those drooling corpses that sometimes necromancers and such animated. Undeads without a sense of humor or any kind of joy for still be walking on the ground despite Death having claimed a part of them. True, no soul layed within them but unlike the very few thinking ones like himself he was not consumed by a single emotion or just angsty about the whole deal. He enjoyed the pleasures he did not enjoyed in life, the danger and excitement, and if this disturbance could affect undeads he wanted to know about this. Of course, granting this information remained on the male’s hands right now, something he could easily refuse because maybe very few undeads aside from Grey would care for this, or their fate. Grey to this day couldn’t understand their sadness, nor he cared for it, but this man was not aware of this and what information this one lacked that Grey didn’t, was a blessing, even if it meant that he had to play the “caring” card just to get it

Matt:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
Tazuya had no idea why he was coming here. He had assumed that for now their dealings with Wrath were complete, but of course Hikari had insisted coming here. It seemed she had her own plans as to what they needed to be doing. Sloth had no idea as to what was going on with gluttony being the one who had forced the former princess to change bodies, but he felt that a storm was coming. Damn, and he forgot his umbrella.

It did not take them long before they entered into the territory of wrath, and Tazuya already felt tired of being here. Everything seemed red, angry, and looking for a fight. Though any who approached the huge being were instantly caught in his powerful Aura of Sloth, draining any will to fight out of them. There were even some behemoths that tried to come for him, but once they were in about a four yard radius, they stopped, and dropped to the ground with a large thud.

“So can you tell me what we are doing here again?” he asked the girl that rode on his shoulder.

She seemed to be the one wanting to be here. He had not cared where they went, just as long as they did not stay in sloth. The place tended to get a bit stuffy.

Tazuya’s hands were tucked into his pockets as he walked, and his body was ravaged by yet another yawn. This yawn was a strong one, and even caused his right eye to water some, but he simply blinked it away. Now they could see the castle of wrath, and they were approaching fast. Now keep in mind that Sloth, and his kingdom have been dormant for a few millennium, and so most demons these days would not even recognize him as one of the princes.

So as they approached the bridge that let to the doors, the guards on the brick structure prepared themselves to defend the castle. However, they too fell prey to Sloth’s passive ability, and soon dropped their weapons. Deciding instead to take a nap. Some were leaning against the bridge railing, and others were curled into the fetal position. There was even a pair that had ended up spooning… Guess they had some suppressed feelings for each other.

“Hmm.”

Tazuya had simply grunted as he looked out over the sleeping men now. Though he quickly redirected his attention to the huge doors of the castle. They were taller than he was, but they did not seem overly reinforced. Tazuya slowly took one hand from his pocket, and raised it to knock upon the door. When he swung his fist down to knock, he accidentally ut too much force into it, and the instant he touched the door it was blasted off its hinges. The power had sent the door tumbling for a good three feet before it came to a rest just behind a male with feathers in his hair.

Even Tazuya seemed shocked that this had happened.

“Well shit.”

He began to rub the back of his head as he looked at the door, but he did not realize one important factor. The successor to Wrath, and he undead body guard had actually never seen Tazuya when they had come to his kingdom, and so they might view this as a raid by an enemy. They would need to be quick in noticing the small girl on the giant’s shoulder to realize who he was. As they had met Hikari before.

“My bad.” he mumbled as he slipped through the vacant doorway now.

Kiri:
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Hikari figured that Tazuya was just kind of in a thought process of why in the hell was he even there, she never gave much of a good reason for him to go there, only that he should go there. She had her reasons, but the point of the matter was that Hikari thought they should at least pay some courtesy of the matter and visit their new found allies, if they didn’t wasn’t it a bit rude? That may have just been the small Bakeneko in all honesty, but even then it was a bit painfully obvious that she didn’t really have much of a need for the fact that she had been raised a lot differently and was only trying to survive in the end; she was just like everyone else in that respect. As they approached the kingdom, Tazuya kept speaking, but she was kind of silent for the very fact she was staring up at the moon with a quiet gaze, silently wondering at a few things as she continued to learn more and more about her powers through analyzation and thought. Even Hikari, however, had to look down and come to attention with the fact that Tazuya ended up knocking down the door of the Wrath Kingdom, and the very fact he did was a bad thing. Letting out a high pitched giggle, the girl flipped up off of Tazuya, landing between he and Katrina as she gave a little bow and danced around a bit once landing; making it obvious who it was that had gotten here.

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“Nice to see you again, Katrina. Undead sir.”

Razorbackwriter:
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Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Katrina and her General had not been privy to what had occurred after they had vanished from the Witch’s circle except to say that there was a change in the Supreme Elder – Katrina knew that much. Whatever it was though was brought on by a disturbance, the same one that the Raven Bisley spoke of now. Keeping a regal stance, the Raven decided to enlighten the pair, since Grey had been bright enough to ask.

“A shift in the sands of time is making both this world and that of the minds of children alter and change in a way that corrupts some, and brings out a great change in others. It already affected you both, since you never got to where you intended when you took flight from Lavinia’s wrath.” The raven paused then added.“And yet…here you are, a Cat for a new Princess with a crown barely a minute or two old. Then again…what is one hundred years to us, is a few seconds to another. It all depends on where you stand.”

While this information might have seemed almost like a riddle of sorts, it did carry a lot of weight in meaning. There could have been more discussion, however, the grand door to the throne room came crashing down, and lo and behold there were more guests, but these ones they had seen before. The Prince of Sloth himself, who had the young girl perched on his mighty shoulder. As they passed through, the guards of the throne room were nodding off, and dropping their weapons with a resounding clatter. This really was a bad look.

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Bisley turned enough to see who was coming and immediately changed back to the raven – taking flight from the throne room before he too would be caught up in the Prince’s aura of sleep inducement. The servant of Lavinia had seen enough to report back, and had left the new Princess of Wrath with something to chew on….well, thoughts.

Hearing the clatter of her snoozing guards, Katrina threw her hands up.

“No nookie makes for a sookie kitty.” Katrina was starting to wonder if she and her General would ever get quality time. Course, she quickly reigned in her temper, as she remembered that the Prince was an ally to the Kingdom of Wrath.

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Getting up off the throne, she minced down the two small steps and extended her arms in welcome to Hikari.

“Welcome, though I am surprised you came so soon. I’ve barely made an impression on the throne.”

She meant her ass print.

~RB~

Sieg:
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You magic people just have a love for not speaking clearly, don’t you?

Grey hated with all his might when people spoke in riddles, even if they were simple and even if he managed to understand them he still hated it, for him it just made things a lot more complicated because everytime somebody spoke in this way it meant that there was information they held back, something left untold and to discover…and that meant more work for the undead. And even if normally he would have bared his gun and started popping a few kneecaps to get answers, he refrained from doing this…first because he understood that if anything this disturbance meant an alteration of fate of sorts, a corruption that surely had to be stopped from the source…and as for the other reason…plain and simple? He was about to tear down Kat’s clothes with his teeth just to get his reward! And of course…because of some sick cosmic joke, somebody else decided to drop by just to turn his balls from blue to freaking azure

Oh for the sake of the Four Riders of the Apocalypse…don’t people have better things to do today?

Grey groaned, rubbing his temples as he became more and more moody by the second because he was denied that which he wanted more and more, and the wrost part was that he couldn’t shoot this people’s face off because as it turns out there were their allies. Still, despite this he did not made an effort to look the least bit happy, screw it, if they denied him booty then he had all the right to remain grumpy as he well damn pleased

Grey, that’s the name, and good to see that you guys invited yourself in

One door down, a lot of sleeping guards, and a very grumpy undead that had made a few mental notes. First…get someone to install a nice trap door at the entrance just for those times when he wanted a private moment with cat…the other…a net in the window, and last of all…he sweared in the name of the four riders that he was going to start hanging ties on windows and doors just so people got the idea that right now, all he was really interested was in the feline queen. But of course, he was a general now and had to more or less show some respect towards them, so he sighed, and did his best to sound at least polite

Next time tell us when you guys going to drop by, at least we will have the time to find some wine to enjoy…in fact I wonder where they hide the alcohol here

Matt:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
Tazuya yawned as he slipped his hands back into his pockets now. It seemed as though the castle was quite large, enough to be able to fit the prince’s full height with no problem. Good thing too, or Tazuya might have accidentally broken something else as well. The prince was standing at his full height now, but quickly sloutched once more. He hated having good posture.

That was when he noticed the blonde princess moving towards Him, and Hikari. She seemed to be welcoming them, but she also seemed upset about something. Something to do with nookie…. Ah well. Though the undead also said something about barging in.

“I knocked.” Tazuya said, motioning towards the door.

It wasn’t his fault that the damn door couldn’t handle his strength. Oh well. Their fault, or thats how he saw it at least. He then heard something about bringing wine. That reminded him. He was now carrying a bag that he had not had when they had left, but he had picked it up from some poor soul in the barrens of hell. Inside the bag was actually a pretty good vintage of wine. This lead the giant man to pull the bottle from the bag, handing it to the undead.

“Happy?” he asked as he once again returned his hands to his pockets.

After that the man was looking for a place to sit, but it seemed as though none of the chairs were his size. He did not feel like breaking anything else in the kingdom, and so he remained standing. As he stood though he yawned widely, his lethargic aura spreading for the duration of the yawn, but returning to normal as the yawn ended.

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Kiri:
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Hikari gave a small giggle as she watched Katrina throw up her hands upon their entrance, laughing softly with a musical tone at the fact she seemed to be very displeased by the fact that Hikari and Tazuya had arrived, but it seemed that she wasn’t the first according to the words of Grey, as he ended up revealing himself to be. Giving a small nod to Katrina and Grey both, while of course listening politely, she looked around the throne room and almost let out a small whistle at the appearance of it; wondering softly at how long this must have been standing, but of course there is always the possibility that as the Kingdom of Wrath, there was the possibility that it had been knocked down and rebuilt several times over. She might have had to ask Natsu, also once known as Sayaka, at some point or another; but that would have to wait for a bit. Katrina seemed a bit… amusingly surprised at their early visit, and with Tazuya being his usual self, she was finding it a bit amusing herself at this point, for it signalled a bit of an interesting turn in events. As Hikari opened her mouth to respond, she felt a small resounding in her core, for the moment anyway, but she quickly ignored it and put it under the rug, covering up her surprise. Something here was resonating with her, but in a faint way, her soul feeling it calling to the one she was connected to. Perhaps she should make a small communication with her at some point or another. For now, time to focus.

“Well, I had nothing else to do. And he needed to get out for a bit, so here we are. What you said, Grey, is fairly accurate; we had nothing better to do.”

 

The Kitty is a Bitch – The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

The Cat Witch Katrina, had now taken over the role of Princess of Wrath thanks to a little help from Grey.  The return to the Wrath Kingdom however was one plagued with memories….of what could have been.

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

 

A castle without light. The home of the former Princess of Wrath was in darkness….the fire had gone out. Snuffed out. Sayaka had so much potential. Katrina knew it, felt it and acted on it. Never did she imagine that leaving her alone at the Hangman’s noose would be the last time she saw her Mistress truly alive. Why? It was so senseless. Leading the one known as Grey to Sloth was a desperate effort on the cat witch’s part to try and save Sayaka. Horrified by witnessing what the body of the former princess had become, Katrina wanted to serve her Mistress to the very end. Little did she realize that this devotion to service would be rewarded in the most spectacular fashion possible. Completely unexpected. Not even the Elders could have imagined that the cheeky cat witch would be the new head of Wrath. Before the newly found powers hit her, the cat witch was genuinely afraid. Oh she had powers of her own, but she had never been anything great. Nothing like Lavinia or even Marguerite. Katrina never begged to be made an elder, she just assumed that when the time was right, when she had proved her worth to the council that she would be elevated.

Katrina took the long road home to Wrath. Along the way she could not help but stew about what had become of Sayaka. What the hell was the point of having a Kingdom when there was no one to back her up? She had an army for God’s sake. SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE VERY SYMBOL OF WAR AND DESTRUCTION. With the newly acquired powers now coursing through her veins, the cat witch come Princess was going to make sure that those who wronged Sayaka paid the price….and those that failed to guard her were made aware of there inadequacy.

On the bridge that crossed the black river, the sides were lined with soldiers. Armed warriors that stood true. They knew of Katrina, but not of the change in rule. With Grey at her side, Katrina walked with a prominent strut – keeping her eyes focused upon the grand oak doors that lay ahead. The General of the Wrath army was waiting, and confused as he did not see Sayaka.

“Miss Katrina…where is her highness?”

Really? The General had no clue at all. In her wake, a large gathering of cats of all sizes, right up to hell cats and cougars were on the march. Change was coming and it would affect all. There was a new look in Katrina’s eyes…ones that no one would have ever seen before. Like glowing embers that stared out and shone as she chose her moment to answer the General’s question.

“Right here.” Katrina raised her hand as the gates suddenly started to open for her, as if by magic. The banners that carried Sayaka’s emblem burned away and a new symbol appeared. One by one torches burst into life, as Katrina went to walk past the General, who couldn’t seem to grasp what was happening.

“Where is Sayaka?’ So many questions. It was enough to make Katrina stop, but she didn’t look back. Instead, her tail whipped out and wrapped around the General’s neck. Prong like spikes that were razor sharp appeared and sunk into the General’s neck. “The same place you’re going…” With a hard pull, Katrina’s tail ripped back and tore the General’s head right from his shoulders. For a moment the body stood there, before collapsing to its knees. Blood pouring out all over the ground in a crimson pool. His life force spent.

“Next time someone asks a stupid question..they.lose their head.” Flicking the blood and skin off her tail, she then turned her head towards Grey and purred.

“Kitty is going to need a new General. Fancy that position, or would you rather one….right underneath me?’ With cat like grace she moved in front of Grey and then licked his cheek slowly with her tongue. “Mmmm…creamy. Never knew the undead was so….tasty.” The pink of her tongue remained caught between her teeth, before Katrina continued on her way inside. The castle was in for a new look….and a new feel. Cats are creatures of comfort, and Katrina planned on making this place very comfortable indeed.

With servants rushing in to see the arrival of Katrina, they all bowed as she assumed the role of the new head of Wrath.
She snapped her fingers and made her first order of business.

‘Send out ravens to all the Kingdoms…except Gluttony. Oh…and make sure one goes to the Witches circle…and the Embassy. Heh….hell, why not even send one to the Blacks. I can’t wait to see Marg’s face. Tell them all…that Katrina of Dyre is the new Princess of Wrath. It was Sayaka’s final wish. I will make her proud.”

One of the raven handlers bowed as he took down the message to be sent, and hurried away. Happy with that she moved on towards the throne room, and was cast back in memory when she first appeared there. She remembers it so vividly. Walking slowly up to the gilded throne, she dragged her claws along the arm of the chair, before whispering.

“I will avenge you, my sweet Sayaka….Make no mistake of that.”

Glancing back at Grey, Katrina suddenly smiled.

“You are owed payment for services. What’s your price?” The new Cat witch lounged upon the throne and swung her leg, one over the other as she slowly started to unzip the front of her catsuit to reveal the rounded mounds of her breasts, peeking shy of the black leather. Her head was tilted with her golden locks tumbling off her shoulder.

~RB~

Sieg:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Despite the new resolve the new Princess carried, in the depths of his mind Grey couldn’t help it but to see this more as some sort of punishment rather than a reward from Sayaka, the former owner of this lands. She just took off the crown and placed it upon Katrina, who didn’t just took it gladly but who seemed suddenly energized by the confidence she was in each step the feline take, in each movement of her hips that he admitted to have been paying a lot of attention to, everything about her gave away two things, one was that seemed to be feeling like the very owner of this place cause surprise surprise, she was, and the other? She gave away so much confidence that you could drown on it. But truth to be told Grey couldn’t shake the feeling that she got used like some sort of scapegoat…Sayaka wanted out and here was cute and loyal Katrina…who would bow down to her mistress every wish and who just did by taking her place. Yeah…if she wasn’t careful she would pass from ruler to ruled over in little time…but hey…that’s what he was here for right?

He followed her, a smirk placed upon his lips all the time as it became hard for him to take his eyes off her and for a good reason. Her sudden change of attitude maybe would be temporal, like if the power forced upon her got her drunk and that explained the sudden confidence but to hell if that was the case, he liked this and the idea of even sharing a long night of passion with her became the more charming each step he took by her side, heck, even he liked the way she just dealt with that General. The second?…well…he had plans of his own and sadly for the little beautiful feline…she was going to get involved at some point, but for now, why worry about that? In fact, after that moment when she gave him that enjoyable lick and made that offer…why the heck worry at all?

And why not both Kitty Kat?…that way I could be around whenever you…needed me…

If he was a feline he would have purred, but instead he smirked as his fingertips touched her tails before they moved forward, with him following after with that smirk still painted on his face as he witnessed alongside her the looks the throne room beared. Comfortable and with a sight touch of elegance, worthy of the feline ruler who seemed focused on making the most of her little promotion. He would again have felt a bit sorry, if it wasn’t for the fact that her attention shifted to him and his, on the creamy skin below the suit she was unzipping. Boy…screw his rule about no witches…he wasn’t going to miss this not even if the world ended right now

Well…how does becoming your new General sounds? You are going to need one but that wouldn’t be enough, now would it?

He walked closer towards her, a sightly dark smile painted on his lips that wasn’t there to threaten, but to give away a single fact. He wasn’t a knight in shining armor, he wasn’t a gentleman and she might as well knew it by now…he was something closer to a beast, if she lowered her guard he would give them both pleasure…but he wouldn’t be kind, he never was anyways…still why would she want him to treat her like a porcelain doll? So he closed up to her, one hand against the throne as he leaned over, with his finger trailing down from her neck, just enjoying the sensation of her skin as it almost seemed like if he had electricity in that finger, not the unpleasant kind of course…something that…would make the hairs from the back of your neck stand and give you an strange sensation inside. He stopped his finger around her stomach, as it was his palm what touched her as he began moving it a bit higher while he moved lower, with his lips whispering against her ear

Maybe we could work something else to pay me for the rest…don’t you think Kitten?

He leaned in, with his mouth biting her neck but not that harshly as his hand decided to explore the skin below the suit, cupping her breast, making pressure with his hand and then releasing…just merely feeling it as she might have noticed that the same sensation his finger gave away, so did his whole body. Who said chaos was only meant to break stuff? In the end it could so easily be used to give a little extra pleasure, just like now. Of course what he honestly would have desired was that she wasn’t the ruler…who knows…if she had met him at a bar or a place around those lines and even pulled half of what she pulled off now he might have just taken her on spot, in fact he was holding back just a little bit, just for the moment…but who knows, if things have been different…if Sayaka had not been saved in Sloth…he might have just done that eventually. But for the moment he wanted to remain sightly tamed…and the moment she gave any signs of wanting to go further…well…she would see for herself anyways in a few moments

Kiri:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle
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The Destination of the Fallen.In the light of the moon, her hair glowed a radiant silver, its blondish hue all but gone from the white radiance of the moon which shone down on the young looking girl who walked through the place known as Asgard, home of the Gods. The girl was ashamed of herself for what had happened, being tricked because of naivety and loyalty; though she was not ashamed of the loyalty, she only felt shame for the naivety that she had allowed to control her thoughts and open the way for Loki, God of Trickery, to fool her into falling for such a trick. She headed for the Bifrost, the rainbow bridge which connected this world to that of the others; through this she would head to the place known as Helheim, better known as Hell. As was the decree of Odin, for her to learn to control such a powerful thing, she had to go to the place which was filled with malicious beings and was forbade to return until she could do just that; control that power. Still remembering his words, the Valkyrie lowered her head, hiding her eyes in a deep shadow which was grim and sorrowful, recalling those words with shame.

Odin: “You, Ayana Hashimoto, however devoted you have always been, are henceforth sentenced to reside in Helheim, home of the dead, until such a time as you can control the power that you have brought upon yourself. I forbade your return until such a time you have proven to be able to control it, and should you learn to control it and decide to continue your residence of that place; then perhaps you will prove yourself worthy to be given a new reward, until that time you are to leave this place.”

Ayana, as was the Valkyrie’s name, could not deny what had happened was of her own fault, for her naivety had allowed her to put herself in that situation without any hesitation other than the initial caution. She would not make an excuse on her honor either, she refused to make an excuse; examples could have been anything, with the most obvious being the classic: “But I was tricked, it isn’t my fault!” In her personal opinion, Ayana refused to give up her honor for that kind of ludicrous reasoning; it was foolish and reduced you to nothing but a slithering snake to her. Ayana continued walking in silence for a good while, taking her time as she didn’t feel a need to hurry out of there… she didn’t want to hurry out of the home that she had known for so long, the place where she grew up and trained; the place which she loved with all of her heart.

As the girl reached the Bifrost, she didn’t speed up nor did she slow down, she was lost within her thoughts with too much shame weighing in on her that she didn’t notice the presence of any other; including that of the great God of Thunder himself, Thor. It wasn’t until she had passed him and he cleared his throat at her that she stopped and turned around with an apologetically inquisitive gaze, speaking with a soft voice.

Ayana: “Oh.. I apologize my Lord, is there something that you needed?”

Thor: “I would like to apologize for the sentence that has been thrust upon due to the pranks of my brother… and also would like to reward you for the time you did spend here, devoted to your allegiance to us, the Guardians of Asgard. This Ring of Firebolts is imbued with part of my power, my Divine Lightning. Take it.”

At that, Thor threw the ring to Ayana, whom caught it in her hand with a bow of thanks; perhaps she didn’t deserve it, but she respected the Gods enough that she would not merely toss away a gift from one of them, even if she understood that he wasn’t just rewarding her, but was also showing her a bit of sympathy… something he was famous for. This was not the end, but these would be… her Last Goodbyes. The next time she returned here, never again would she say goodbye, she would say that she was home; that she would be back soon. Taking on a more humane appearance, one of short stature and with long black hair, the Valkyrie headed straight for the end of the Bifrost, prepared to face her fate with a fiery heart once again.

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This is her Last Goodbye, she has sworn to return.

~Next thing we knew~

CRASH! And there was the noise, the sound of a loud boom of thunder and what was seeming to be a blast of lightning, a bright flash and a smoking crater left in the center of the throne room not far from the duo who were… well things were getting a little heated so to speak, with the girl who looked like she could be in anywhere from middle school to being a really short and immature, physically, high school girl. She was busy fitting the ring she had been given onto her finger, which caused a small discharge of gold lightning to spark around her as it assimilated itself into her system. Then… of course, then she had to look up and see the scene before her, causing her to jerk back with a drop of sweat appearing at the side of her face and shock becoming clear there as well.

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“I.. I’m sorry for barging in, may I ask where I am in Helheim? Ahem, I mean Hell.”

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

No pussy could resist a good stroking, especially not Katrina. After all the drama, the death of her Mistress and then finding the crown of Wrath falling squarely on her head, she just wanted to relax and let Grey’s wandering hand and teasing digits take her to a higher cloud. Such electricity was working between them, and Katrina arched her back slightly so that the sweet mound of flesh that he had cupped would be pushed further into his hand. Such attentions were more than enough for payment. She was a creature that adored being handled, if the male had what it took to please her. By the way he bit at her neck and strummed her flesh, it was something she could get used too. Katrina had no idea of whatever his motivations were. For now it simply let the whole weight of responsibility for this kingdom ease to the back of her mind and she curled her tail around his waist eagerly.

Remember that he was more than happy to be her General, she would of course make the promotion known, so that if it came to pass that they were to be on the receiving end of an attack from one of the other Kingdoms – namely Gluttony, that he would be listened to without question.

Purring now, with her eyes closed; there was a bright burst of lightning with a terrible follow up roar and boom. For a moment, Katrina thought that she had experienced a taste of how he was to rock her body. It wasn’t until she heard a nervous voice, stuttering about barging in, and clearly having no idea where she was.

Opening her eyes, Katrina remained in her lounged pose, even with Grey’s hand still firmly clasped to her bosom.

“Seriously? Do you even know what a door is?” Katrina’s tail wound around Grey tighter, as though she was making a statement that he was her play thing. “General?” her face turning to that of Grey. A little pout coming to her lips, since he was doing all the right things. “Deal with the child, then come back and finish our negotiations.” Releasing her tail hold on Grey, Katrina sat up slightly and zipped her fight suit up enough so that she was not so revealing.

“I’ve heard of being cock blocked…but this pussy does not like being blocked.”

Folding her arms, she waited to see the exchange between Grey and the intruder. It dawned on Katrina, that if this slip of a girl could enter the Kingdom without knocking, that others would be able to do the same. “I might need to contact Lavinia. Either that or a pest control for nosy children.”

~RB~

Queen of the Night – The Kingdom of Sloth :PD

 

Following on from ” A Drop of Blood” – The Kingdom of Sloth.

 

Kiri
Re: Kingdom of Hell- Sloth
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Hikari: “What you have isn’t a soul, it’s chaotic energy. It’s the only thing that is keeping you alive. I’m a Bakeneko, we have a sense for spirits. We are natural born Necromancers, telling whether something has a soul or not is basic, this is an easy feat.”

Hikari’s voice was going slightly monotone as she began tapping into her own soul energy, it killed her emotions to a degree and caused some tiring aftereffects once everything was said and done; Hikari would be fine however, first things first was to get this spirit into a new body. Hikari looked at the spirit of Sayaka and then back to Grey, eyeing them both as she analyzed their connection; if it was any stronger it would have resulted in taking the only thing Grey used to live, luckily that Chaotic Energy didn’t agree with Sayaka’s presence, so she didn’t end up corrupted by it, it merely kept their connection weak. Hikari looked over at the other woman as she offered up her arm and told her to have at it. Hikari saw a loyalty in this one that many wouldn’t see in Hell, the loyalty of someone who loved the person that they served. With a claw elongating itself from her index finger on the right hand, she grasped the wrist of the female and pricked her arm, letting some of the blood coagulate on her claw as she drew it back, making sure not to waste any. Not wasting time either, she then plunged that same claw, and the blood with it, into his his wrist.

Hikari: “Also, I’m going to tell you now. You are becoming a Kitsune by doing this, it will further increase your capabilities, and will allow you more versatility. And you won’t be stuck as a man either, Kitsune are Shapeshifters able to change gender as well even at their most basic level.”

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Hikari: “My name is Hikari, the only thing that I ask is for an alliance. As I’m sure you could tell, Sloth is in no condition to be pulled into some kind of war. Even if Tazuya will not, I will ask.”

Turning around, Hikari seemed to become a lot darker, one eye becoming hidden as she looked at the spirit and Grey once again, pointing a single finger as she focused her Soul’s energy into a thin line, severing the connection of the soul and Grey’s body then and there. Hikari then reached forward, grasping the ethereal hand of Sayaka as she pulled the soul towards the body of the nine-tail Kitsune male, letting her do the rest.


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Sayaka; Spirit of Wrath: “Now look here you stupid son of a bitch, I have done nothing! It was YOUR decision to do that…. even if I must be grateful for preventing that.”

Sayaka was beginning to get angry for once, but she was trying to keep that anger under control for the moment as it was obvious that she didn’t have time to let him get under her skin on purpose, mainly if she was going to get a new body she needed to be able to focus on what was at stake once again. After what had happened with Beelzebub she was free from the curse, that much was certain. She had lost the Flame of Wrath as well, but that was of no consequence right now for she felt that for the moment she was going to have to deal with the current issue coming: the new body.

As Sayaka was pulled from the body of Grey, she felt herself suddenly aware of everything around her at once, it was chilling and almost terrifying to know that she was nothing more than a piece of the things that were part of something far greater than herself; a world, a universe, which encompassed a massive area. Pulling together all of her consciousness, she put herself closer to the body of the Kitsune, letting her soul attach itself and then propagate throughout it, letting her senses settle into that of the creature; Sayaka was frozen for a moment, her senses overwhelming her for a moment as she wasn’t yet used to the level of sense that this creature had. She didn’t take long to do it, and began going through the abilities, knowledge and skill of the creature she now inhabited. A new Kitsune had been born; and she was already shifting into a more suitable form.

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I may fall, but I will rise again. Sayaka has been reborn!


Development


Kitsune Physiology: Sayaka has now taken on the form of a Nine-Tail Kitsune, granting her any and all abilities connected to such a creature. As a Kitsune, Sayaka has a new Canine Physiology, which dictates that she is naturally stronger and faster than normal humans. As a Yokai in general, Sayaka now has an Supernatural Condition which is high; perhaps not as high as her previous, but that can be fixed one day; however, duly noted is the fact that this body is much stronger than her previous in durability, allowing her much power. Through her Kitsune physiology, Sayaka now has all the abilities of a Kitsune, including as such: Semi-Immortality, Dream Manipulation, Enhanced Intelligence, Fox-Fire, Flight, Illusion Manipulation, Insanity Inducement, Life-Force Absorption, Possession, Shape Shifting obviously, Tail Manifestation, nine Prehensile Tails, and the previous abilities of her Spirit Physiology: Freezing, Fear Inducement and Invisibility. Also grants a Supernatural Beauty greater than her previous, allowing an Enhanced Charisma. Which… actually may be a pain in the ass considering Beelzebub.


( Return to IC )


Sayaka took in the abilities of her new form, analyzing every little thing that she knew about it from the mind that the previous owner had. The memories were there, thanks to the girl having taken control of it and allowing it continued consciousness. Taking a deep breath, the new Kitsune looked at the others, smirking as she spoke with a melodious, charismatic voice.

Sayaka; Kitsune Reborn: “Oh.. this feels great. Well, I suppose I should get to business… Katrina. Miss Hikari.”

Cutting herself off for a moment, Sayaka pulled herself together then and there, her eyes showing nothing but true emotion as she now looked to the two she needed to address, but she would save Kat for last.

Sayaka; Kitsune Reborn: “First and foremost, Hikari you will have your alliance. After all of this, you have more than shown yourself an ally of the Kingdom of Wrath; and to me. From this day forth, all you must do is contact me, and you will have my assistance. Second, Grey Watson… despite your shortcomings, I am grateful to you, and I promise you payment for everything you’ve done for me. Thirdly… Kat… I have an announcement to make now. Considering everything that has happened, and the effects on myself… I am stepping down from the Throne of Wrath, and I name my successor you. Katrina. I need you to return to Wrath immediately, send out ravens and make it known everything that has happened. Including to the Embassy.”

This is what Sayaka had been thinking on when they arrived, after everything that had happened, she knew that she had to do this; stepping down from the Throne of Wrath would give her the very freedom to maneuver that she needed to find the source of the curse that had afflicted her. It was time to enter the world as herself, not as the Princess of Wrath.

Sieg:

Re: Kingdom of Hell- Sloth
Grey rolled his eyes, an small smirk placed on his lips just due to the enjoyment he got from being able to anger the princess with such an ease. He knew that perhaps it was not the best way to relate with her and that maybe getting on good terms with her was the best thing he could do, but after having her gaining knowledge out of him in the way she did and pretty much clinging her soul into his body, he considered he had all right to just make her blood boil for a little. In any case before he got to make another remark, everything began getting into place, with the female that brought them here offering her blood and the bakeneko deciding to go on with this

Well I do now and I would thank you if you hurried, I want to be able to drink booze and go lock myself in a room with a succubus without having a ghostly voyeurist around

The bakeneko really didn’t lost much time, and Grey had to admit that despite the initial feeling of getting that soul kicked out of body was not pleasant, the void was soon filled. In the end if having Sayaka’s soul forced within him brought up some sort of strange warmth within himself, having it removed left some sort of cold void if one was being logical…at the very least…until the chaos itself seemed to be in glee within him. The scars across the undead face began glowing fiercely for a few moments, as the chaos within seemed to be without a leash inside of his body for a moment until it finally settled down again, and the glow died out just as soon as it appeard, and it wasn’t the only one being happy about this arrangement. A grin appeard on Grey’s face as he just stretched and enjoyed the sensation of not having an unwanted visitor within him, and even if it was disturbing for him the knowledge that she gathered in her short time inside of his head…he still was clearly a lot more relaxed as he eyed Sayaka and heard her words

No problem…in fact…I might make you a discount as long as you promise to keep the…”you know what” between us

His past as a priest, the life of the man known as Damon Wattson was going to remain secret and he would make sure about it, and if she saw as much as he think she saw, she surely knew that his complete and utter hatred for that part of his life would drive him to do terrible things if he had to, to keep it safe and protected. As for the other announcement that former princess made, Grey just chuckled and patted Kat in the back, perhaps a little bit too hard without noticing. Of course one shouldn’t be fooled by his apparent congratulation, if anything he was happy because he felt this could be benefical for him in some way, and knowing how smart he was despite the looks…it was a troubling thought that he was happy about Kat’s current position

Congratulations Kitty Kat…seems like you just got promoted, so tell me, interested in getting back home safely or anything around those lines?

The bastard just wanted to get profit out of her, even if it meant being her bodyguard all the way to the Wrath Kingdom…and who knows what else, in the end he seemed strangely more well mannered in comparison with how he was before when he addressed her. True, you could say Sayaka’s presence within him made him mad and that was why he didn’t behaved in a very friendly way…but…with him you never knew. The worst combination for someone who was on the edge of being a sociopath, was also them having a brain…if anything Kat should have kept her contact with him brief. Use his services and that’s that, but the undead knew his way around people and sadly for her, unless she knew of him, she wouldn’t be aware of what his true intentions would be. Even if she was a witch, even if you could read someone…there are just some people who are good at hiding what they want the most, and sadly, sometimes they turn out to be people who just would enjoy breaking anything before them to get it

In fact I think you might need a bodyguard…I mean imagine the moment they find out you are the new face in charge…so many will just want a piece of you…it will be like if they were tearing you apart with just a look

Razorbackwriter:
Re: Kingdom of Hell- Sloth
Kingdom of Hell- Sloth

Katrina actually looked at this new Sayaka with horrified eyes. What the devil did she just say? No…no, she was never meant to be a royal. She was a Cat…a witch. She had done her Mistress service in saving her ultimately by leading Grey to this place, but to think that Sayaka was stepping down as the Head of Wrath and granting rule to Katrina was …..way too much to process.

“I don’t understand. You can’t…please. Wrath is your kingdom. I’m just a cat.” Katrina reached up and pulled at her own hair, backing away slowly. There was more to being Wrath, and Katrina knew all too well what it meant. Would Katrina lose one of her nine lives just from the shock of it all.

Grey on the other hand was all too happy that Katrina had been bestowed such an honor, going as far to say his congratulations, which considering the circumstances seemed a bit premature. Little did the feline know that he was merely looking out for a way to make a profit, but as Katrina’s head was spinning, the power of wrath was now finding its new home. Out of the sky, just like Mammon’s power had transferred to Lydia, the power of Wrath was now about to make its new home within the body of the feline. Even though she wasn’t entirely ready for it. Blasting down the reddish orange aura hit the cat witch was such force that it knocked her clean off her feet. On the ground she twitched violently – going into a dreadful spasm. Twitching and shaking till the aura settled within her. Once it did, the Kat’s eyes sprang open, staring out at space.

A new ruler was set to make her mark on Hell.

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Hearing Grey’s speech, that those that would now be her enemies, might seek a piece of her, Katrina got to her feet. She looked over her newly charged body and winked at what was Sayaka.

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“Wait till they get a load of me.” With sass she started to strut for the nearest doors. “Come on, Grey! Heel!”

Destination…..WRATH!

I’ve got the stuff that you want
I’ve got the thing that you need
I’ve got more than enough
To make you drop to your knees

‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah

Don’t make no difference if I’m wrong or I’m right
I’ve got the feeling and I’m willing tonight
Well I ain’t nobody’s angel
What can I say, well, I’m just that way, hey

I’ve got the stuff that you want
I’ve got the thing that you need
I’ve got more than enough
To make you drop to your knees

‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night, oh yeah, oh yeah
Just say, say, say
‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah

You’ve got a problem with the way that I am
They say I’m trouble and I don’t give a damn
But when I’m bad I know I’m better
I just want to get loose, and turn it up for you baby

I’ve got the stuff that you want
I’ve got the thing that you need
I’ve got more than enough
To make you drop to your knees

‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night, oh yeah, oh yeah
Just say, say it again
‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

I’ve got the stuff that you want
I’ve got the thing that you need
I’ve got more than enough
To make you drop to your knees

‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night, oh yeah, oh yeah
Say it again
‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah

‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,
oh yeah, oh yeah
‘Cause I’m the queen of the night
The queen of the night
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

~RB~

(TC – Wrath)

Kiri:
Re: Kingdom of Hell- Sloth
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Oh Sayaka was enjoying her new look, and her new power. She was no longer weakened to things like holy objects, her new racial status meant that she was neutral in that world, perhaps yes, they would harm her, but they could not poison her as they used to. Yokai were neutral on the balance of Holy and Demonic, even if they were on a technical level, demonic, they weren’t poisoned by holy items even if they could be purified like other demons. Yokai were a complicated subject it seemed. Sayaka found something in the male’s mind however that she thought of as interesting. And so she looked to Hikari as she brought it up, letting her form take on something else. It looked a lot more innocent than her new normal form, but that was the point wasn’t it? She was changed, time to change her entirety of her being.

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Sayaka: “Oh, my name is Sayaka by the way. What is a Fear?”

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With the two from Wrath now leaving, and the now neutral princess asking a question, Hikari was already in a good mood after the promise of an alliance. Her original energy returned to her, but she stayed slightly serious as she snapped her fingers, causing a skeleton to drag itself together as she barked and order to it and then turned to Sayaka to explain.

Hikari: “You, go wake up Tazuya! Sayaka, Fear is the term that denotes the unique skills and traits of each yokai. It refers to the “fear” of the unknown, an emotional reaction produced when the yokai represent themselves as “monsters”. As yokai first existed as creatures who induce fear in humankind, the general concept of “fear” revolves around being feared and respected by humans and making them feel small and weak. It involves exerting a wall of pressure to make one’s presence feel larger than the actuality. When done correctly, this also creates a change in the mood and surrounding air whenever a Yokai exerts their ability. What were his?”

Sayaka didn’t waste much time in responding, in fact she seemed almost excited as the skeleton scurried off to the sleeping form of Sloth and would begin to poke and prod at him until he got up and went to the same place where Hikari now stood.

Sayaka: “Speed and Fire.”

Hikari: “Fire-based fear users are able to withstand and survive in intense heat and may even be able to produce fire inside their bodies. They are able to direct the path of nearby fire to suit their needs. Though they are strong in the presence of fire, they can be overpowered by a flame which has been combined with a stronger fear. Speed-based Fear Users are able to move at the highest speeds possible due to their affinity with moving without needing to deal with air resistance like others. Having built their reputation and in other terms fear up because of their terrifying speeds , they are able to reach maximum momentum at a much faster rate . They are able to grow stronger the faster they stay at top speed . Fear Users of this type are known to be able to fight faster then the eye can see and can find it hard to stay slow paced because of their affinity.”

With that Sayaka began digesting all of this information, thinking quietly as she wondered at just how much ability that meant she could use considering her current strength in itself. With this combined with the power of a Yokai she felt that she would be able to grow further than how she had been before. Sayaka had to admit she was pleased.

Sayaka: “It will be interesting to see how this goes, especially with my sw-… Oh that’s right. I don’t have one anymore. I need a new sword.”

Of course, even though Hikari had done plenty, she was still in touch with her Soul’s Essence, meaning she could technically do Sayaka a favor for the last time. So, channeling her power Hikari forged two new weapons out of her own Soul’s Energy. Which meant these were completely spiritual blades able to attack both body and soul. Tossing them over, Hikari didn’t offer explanation, Sayaka would be able to tell now with this new spiritual power. Oh, and before Hikari forgot, she placed a hand both on Sayaka’s shoulder and wrapped her fingers around the handle’s of both swords, binding the souls together.

Hikari: “Here. Also, you have a new Aura as well. A Jaki. It’s a demonic aura all Yokai have, it allows them to corrupt weak minded humans, and is the representation of their power. I imagine yours will be fairly large considering your power.”

Sayaka: “Thanks…. you’ve done plenty at this point you know.”

With that… Sayaka strapped both of the weapons to her side, smiling softly at the girl as she waved goodbye and then turned away; walking straight for the exit of the Kingdom. Ready for a new adventure.

( TC for Sayaka. To ??? )


Final Development for this moment


Spiritual Swords: These swords created by Hikari were made to cut not only the body, but to also slice open the soul. Cutting a target not only causes them to lose blood, but they will lose also their energy and will slowly become lethargic. This means movement is inhibited and physical ability is slowed exponentially. This means the hit target will become weaker and weaker as the fight progresses until they just want to fall asleep. These weapons cannot be damaged by anything but Soul Absorption as they are made directly from a soul’s energy. These are also bound to the soul of Sayaka, if any other tries to use, or pick up, these weapons the energy which they were made from will lash back and attack the soul of the target, damaging their soul until they either are left a soulless husk or drop them.

Jaki: Like all other Yokai, Sayaka has a Jaki now. A Jaki is the Demonic Aura of a Yokai, it is able to corrupt weak-minded humans easily and the larger it is the harder it is to resist; like other auras, this can be used to overwhelm an opponent easily. Sayaka’s Jaki is large in its own right, and through it she is able to overwhelm many low-level demons and Yokai easily from the sheer pressure of it in the surrounding atmosphere. Jaki’s appear to be a demonic wind, however, that does not mean that it can be absorbed like one; it is an aura, there is a difference in that and Demonic Energy.

Soul Connection: Unbeknownst to Sayaka, otherwise now known as Natsu, Hikari’s and Sayaka’s souls have now been conjoined by Hikari having soul bound Sayaka’s soul to two weapons made from Hikari’s own Soul Essence. Because of this, Sayaka and Hikari can now sense each other and know when one another is in trouble. They can also call on one another’s powers, granting them both much more strength than either know at the moment. Hikari does know, however, Natsu does not and cannot learn until she is at her most dire of circumstance.
Sieg;

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When you have gone through the centuries, walked the path of undeath and had a mind to call your own with you even if you lacked a soul within, you tended to pick up on certain things that despite how time passed never changed. Time went on, the strong fell, the weak raised and grew powerful, kingdoms rose and fell, and so did monarchs and sometimes in the most unexpected ways. An example was this one, the moment he saw how she took upon her new role despite the outside smile a part of him felt a bit bad for her. Poor kitty didn’t knew the mess she was into, she didn’t knew who she was going to mess with…if anything, a part of him that still spoke like that moron of a priest felt a bit bad for her, for what Grey would do to her in the future if things went south. Maybe it was because she was forced into this role while unprepared, or maybe because she helped the former Princess with the same naive kindness he had saved a witch life so long ago…but nevertheless she had no clue of what was to come

Well can’t be helped…better take advantage from this while I can

He had a job to do, an eternity to survive through and if that meant take the world by the horns and twisting that bitch of a life around along with everyone in it then so be it. For now he would be of help, he would smirk just like now and go after her, if she wanted a dog he might aswell bark, if she wanted a partner he would be around…as long as the profit was there, as long as he saw a reward ahead…and the moment no reward would be around…well…let’s not dwell into that now. All he did for now was, just chuckling rather darkly as he cracked his knuckles

You sure I can’t get a try to? In the end might aswell save you a few bucks in doing so Kitten

He half joked and yet half said the truth, in the end why not? He had gotten paid like that before and it wasn’t so unpleasant as it sounded or at least it wasn’t in his case. One night, a single night of joys and pleasures in which if you forgotten about rules and inhibitions you would enjoy and you would save money in doing so, what was so bad in it? At least it was the way he claimed he thought, after a life of upholding senceless rules to remain pure just to die later like a poor bastard…screw it, if no holy being watched over him then why should he live by the rules they supposedly claimed? He was going to enjoy every single taste this world had to offer…and truth to be told, he always had a thing for witches. Call it madness, but no man knew love until a witch came their way, they had a way to do things that left your head spinning, and if the feline with her newfound sudden stroke of power and confidence wanted to, why not? Not like he was being charged to have a taste of beauty in a nice and wild shape. But he decided not to press it, only grinning as he followed behind. It was time to kick down a few doors and claim a nice comfy throne for the Kitty Kat

((TC Wrath))

A Drop of Blood – The Kingdom of Sloth : PD

 

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka couldn’t deny she was beginning to get agitated with this fool of a man who thought he could just talk as he pleased, treating her like she was nothing more than an invader who was doing what she wanted, it’s not like she wanted to hear his thoughts, like she wanted to know all this shit about him. That didn’t interest her in the slightest, but she couldn’t help but do that now that she was in his body, much to her despair. Luckily Kat woke up fairly soon, which was the only thing that saved Grey from the worst spiritual cursing that he ever got, but soon enough once Kat fully remembered everything and began poking the undead at a rapid pace. So, taking a bit of his energy, Sayaka spoke with a bit of enhanced energy, so that Kat would be able to hear her.

“Kat, Kat. Relax, the only reason I’m here may be because of this dolt, but it worked out for the best to be honest with you. So long as we can find me a new body soon… we’ll be fine.”


And at that, Hikari had sat there, looking with those spiritually aware eyes that showed everything to her, she could see it all clearly as day, it wasn’t that hard to really hear them either for the Bakeneko; not when the girl was being attentive, and as she listened it seemed that a male had noticed her presence. He was perceptive, only thing is… he didn’t know what he was messing with from what she could tell, so she dropped the small camouflage that she had put up and stepped from the shadows, the Kitsune male following her out as she eyed them cautiously.

Hikari: I apologize, my name is Hikari Fujiwara. Sounds to me like you are the ones trespassing in Sloth, but who cares about the details. I have the feeling Tazuya fell asleep again, so I may have to go wake his heavy ass up.”

Hikari said this with a lively voice, something that had to be out of place in this kingdom, but she didn’t take any notice of it, she was virtually unaffected by the spectacle happening in front of her until she heard the spectral voice, her eyes taking on a glow as she looked a bit closer; and thank the Lord, she could actually see the Soul, and its connection to Grey. Luckily… Hikari had a body just behind her, Huh, lucky for the princess of wrath huh?

Hikari: “From what I can tell… you need a new body for that wayward soul, just so happens we have a soulless husk behind me. If you’re interested… I can help, but there is a small requirement, nothing political, I promise.”

Sieg:

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Kat’s awakening came up at a rather unexpected moment, and honestly, it was not something that Grey fully enjoyed. Yeah, he did not had troubles with being poked or things around those lines…but what he had troubles with was her constant poking and the very presence inside of him that did not just penetrated into the depths of his previously souless self but now also was taking energy from him…and above all…calling him a dolt. Who did she thought she was? This was his body she invaded, and he was sure that if in life he did was much as to touch her she would have reacted wrongly. For an undead, this was worst than rape and castration together, she took a spot that did not belonged to her…and he wasn’t going to go forgiving this or letting it pass anytime soon

I didn’t sucked anyone’s soul…your friend went inside without asking, it’s what happens when you are an undead you dummy…and I swear to god if you call me dolt you ethereal fart I will make you witness things that will make you be ashamed or looking at any object again…

Half the statement towards Kat, the other half towards Sayaka, said in a whisper as he tried to shush them while his eyes shifted then to the other living beings in here. Hearing their statements it became clear why they were in this state, in the end given that they were in Sloth he would be surprised if that sudden need to don’t move and sleep didn’t crawled into their bodies. Of course, he was curious about why this girl wasn’t in the same state as him or the woman he was holding to him right now in an attempt to carry her with one arm. Still despite his curiosity Grey knew well that this meant that surely she would be in a much better shape if it came to fight, and honestly, he did not wanted to pick a fight in this state…not until chaos was recharged. So he released the pistol under the coat, again lifting Kat into both his arms despite the fact that her poking irritated him to no end

We felt here by accident, first of all…and second, as much as I would like to take her off me right now and send her packing…there is one small issue, I’m an undead, what literally means that she is covering the spot where my soul was so…

Sayaka would know he was making excuses out of distrust, but he wasn’t entirely wrong. The spot where his soul once was, it was the very spot she invaded which was why she basically knew what he did, his past and also could read his thoughts. If anything it was the chaos that prevented her from taking full control of him aswell as his own will. Still the distrust was there, it was just too lucky for them that somebody came by and made such an offering…perhaps way too lucky, in the end not everyday people go around with empty corpses to be filled

In any case, just out of curiosity, what requirement would that be?

And before you say something “Your rapistness”…let’s just hear what she wants

It was more for his than her sake, but he still was giving a bit of a damn about her, enough to wonder why this girl would offer them help and what she would want in exchange. Of course he did not trusted the princess of wrath inside of him to keep quiet on this matter, so as a way to keep her silent he decided to call upon, remember every single perverted thing he had done at the same time, as a sort of revenge. He knew that if it did not made her embarrassed to know the things done by and to this body, then she would be disgusted enough to be quiet for a moment…or at least, would make her focus her attention into speaking to him rather than paying more focus to the girl that somehow knew he was dragging along the very soul of the princess of wrath

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Poor Kat. It was so hard for her at this moment, cause she saw what the Prince of Gluttony had done to the body of the Princess, and yet here was her voice speaking to her mind and trying to get the cat witch to calm down. The man she had made the trip out of Witches circle with, kept trying to explain over the top of the voice of Sayaka that it was the Princess who invaded his body with her soul, and that landing in this place, was a simple accident or miscalculation on Kat’s part. Truth was that landing there was probably better. A being who introduced herself as Hikari, explained where they were and who she was. Blinking Kat stared up at the Bakeneko, half surprised that she had not tried to attack them for trespass. Certainly most kingdoms would have the hell hounds loose at this point.

So here they were. The undead Grey who was harboring Sayaka’s soul, and Hikari offering a new husk or…body for Sayaka to use. It was a little too convenient, though normally Katrina wouldn’t kick a gift horse in the teeth. Could their landing here in a way be a blessing? Katrina didn’t want to make a mistake, like having her Mistress put in the body of a man or worse….some old ugly crone. Sayaka was the Princess of Wrath….or was. Right now she wasn’t sure anymore.

With all deals there was always a catch. Hikari spoke of a small requirement and Katrina immediately began to get the idea that might entail a blood sacrifice of some sort. But whose blood would be needed?

Feeling a little more awake than before, Katrina asked Grey to put her down.

“Can we see….just what you have to offer to put my Mistress’s soul in?”~RB~Kiri:

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Sayaka couldn’t believe her own luck, first she fought against Beelzebub, and against her better judgement made a mistake that cost her her old body and her powers. Second, her soul ended up removed from her body and she was forced to take up residence in the body of an undead filled to the brim with Chaos. And now she was here, in Sloth of all places, and was having to negotiate getting a new body off of one of its members. Now, she wasn’t complaining about getting a new body, it was the requirement that made her weary, but even then Sayaka needed to get a new body in order to be able to find out who it was that placed a curse on her family. Sayaka didn’t like getting in situations like this, but even then she had no choice. Ignoring Grey she responded.

Sayaka; Spirit of Wrath: “I will pay whatever it takes in order to be able to get a new body, so that I may accomplish my goals.”


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Hikari: “You do not have the means to give out what is required, with all due respect.”

Hikari could tell that the trio were cautious, and with that she had to give them a bit of respect on the matter due to the fact that it was a well placed caution considering their current situation and everything that it entailed honestly speaking; however, Hikari wasn’t too concerned with that as she changed her form to something a bit more comfortable. After having changed her form, Hikari beckoned to the man who was behind her, bringing him up to stand in front of the Bakeneko as she explained.

Hikari: “The requirement is very simple, I just need a drop of blood from her, however, as it seems that you don’t have her body… blood from the person closest to her will suffice. And that does not mean you undead, even if forging you a new soul would be an easy task.”

Sieg:

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Four minutes and ten seconds, it was the amount of time it took anybody to tell that Grey wasn’t a gentleman of any sorts or kind. Heck, if anything one would say that he was a plain old brute which made it even stranger when you actually knew he technically used to be most gentle and respectful priest you could come across. So it was no surprise that when Kat wanted down, his first thought was to release her right there…which he actually did, in the end if she was awake enough to bother and poke him non stop she was awake enough to not fall on her rear when he released her. Call it payback of sorts, in the end he didn’t liked to be accused of sucking out the princess soul, in the end maybe other undeads were into that, but he sure as hell wasn’t

I do have a soul, the difference is that I prefer to keep it under my play dead magazines under my bed and not take it out for walks

The undead placed his hands on his pockets, staring at the soulless male body that stood before them, finding it in a way funny that the princess would be stuck in there perhaps for eternity…heh…from princess to a mere bakeneko and even turned into a male. Dear god would he find this situation hilarious, at least it was better than the plan he had of getting something holy and just cast her off to that feathered guys up there just for the fun of messing around with both sides like he enjoyed so much…but he figured it would be better this way…unless of course is own sense of greed kicked in like it did now. Technically speaking he had the princess stuck inside…and that surely would be worth something…made him wonder how much her ethereal butt was going to be

And nice…now aside from being a dick you will have one just because you just so eager to bother people physically…but hey, at least your enemy won’t molest you after you completely failed at defeating it

He grinned, turning to Sayaka and just simplily saying a comment enough to surely poke a nerve. He knew how she fought, he saw it, and despite respecting her in a way just like a child he decided to poke a little fun at her, just aiming to see her pissed off face as long as it feminine and charming in a way to see. Yeah true, she was bothering him nonstop and made him feel violated but that didn’t meant that she wasn’t pretty enough with a pissed off expression for the undead to just enjoy messing with her and just looking like he took this rather lightly. Nevertheless he turned towards the female there, the one making that offering as he sighed, again returning to his much more serious behavior

In any case what do you get of all this? You have to get some benefit from helping her…

Heck if anything what do I get…I even lost my motorcycle just for keeping your ethereal butt from becoming that brute’s onahole.

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Poor Kat was unceremoniously dropped on her ass by Grey when she had asked merely to be set down. There is a difference between placing a person down gracefully and simply letting go with the attempt to get some sort of payback. The cat witch bounced onto the floor, and the cry that emitted from her lips was like that of a mad, and surprised cat. Oh the look she shot him, as she reached under her tush to give it a rub. And so this was why women had padding. For being dropped. If it wasn’t for the fact that he had been carrying Sayaka’s soul, she would have let fly. But the situation before them at the moment was still in terms of negotiation. A foul display from an annoyed witch simply couldn’t happen. They were in a kingdom that was not aligned with Wrath or any others for that matter.

Getting to her feet and dusting herself off as she tried to regain her composure, Kat learnt that in order for the deal to work, the necromancer would require a drop of blood. This was as Katrina had expected, but what she didn’t expect was that it would be her own blood that could do the trick. Katrina had not been in the employ of the Princess of Wrath long at all, but she had proved herself faithful to get her this far. Few could have managed it.

While Sayaka was obviously giving her host curry, Katrina was keeping her focus on Hikari. It was going to take an extraordinary amount of trust and goodwill on the cat witch’s part to agree to this strange ritual. But something inside the girl felt that there really was no other option. Sayaka couldn’t remain inside Grey, and he had made his feelings quite clear that he felt violated now. It was more than just being a host. The sooner they did this, then they could all go their separate ways, at least that was the plan.

Rolling up her sleeves, Katrina offered her arm to the necromancer. As though she was ready to be nicked, in order to have a small amount of blood released.

“Have at it.”

The big question was…..would it work?

~RB~

 

Darkness to his words – The Sloth Kingdom : PD

The time piece was causing all sorts of dramas, in all the Kingdoms – including Sloth.  Here we introduce the Prince of Sloth himself, who has some unannounced visitors.

Co-written with Matt, Sieg and Kiri.

Matt:

Kingdom of Hell- Sloth

 

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This is the Kingdom of Sloth. It is not the grandest of the domains within hell, but it still exudes a certain allure to the city as most of the Princes’ kingdoms did. The Kingdom of Sloth has been closed off for years, none are sure why, but now its gates have opened once more. What shall escape from them? Guess you’ll have to come and see.

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A grand barren wasteland dominated the area. There was no sign of life, and nothing moved. It was as if everything in the area slept, which was not far from the truth. The area was under the influence of a heavy aura that seemed to spread through the ground, causing everything to become slow, lethargic, and lazy….. That was until the ground began to quake, and break open.

A massive gorge opened up in the ground, the rocks of the land falling into the endless pit of darkness. It was unsure what was happening, but it soon became clear as a massive kingdom erupted from the ground as though it were propelled by a rocket the size of the moon. The walls were ancient, the lights dim, and it seemed as though it had not seen the light of day in many centuries. It was somewhat of a sad looking kingdom. However there was a certain power to it as well. Many would wonder how to get to the kingdom as the gorge still had a presence. It stood between the rest of the world, and the kingdom’s massive walls. From the edge of the kingdom poured huge amounts of water, like a bowl draining its contents.

Then it was heard. A massive burst of sound that many would mistake as a roar. It blasted all around the kingdom, waking the creatures that thrived within. They began to pour from the homes, and buildings, filling the streets with their mass. Each of them carrying a different appearance, though there did seem to be certain groupings of them. The most common form was a slug-like being that was covered in a dark hood, with no mouth. Their bodies seemed to be made of magma, and they moved slowly through the streets.

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Other variations did exist, and made themselves known, but we shall leave them for a later date.

All those connected to this kingdom would feel a deep shudder in their bones as the power of Sloth returned to the plains of hell. Even the other princes would be able to feel the return of their long dormant sibling. If Sloth was awakening then there had to be a cause, something that interested him enough that he wished to be among the world once more.

From deep withing the kingdom, at the highest point of the castle was the bedroom of the Arch-demon Sloth, but he preferred to go by Tazuya. He slowly was waking from his sleep, his medium length black hair sticking up everywhere from his rest. He was know to gain a bad case of bed-head after one of his infamous “naps”. The roar that had been heard from the kingdom had in fact just been one of the prince’s yawns.

He slowly turned his body, and allowed his feet to move towards the ground, but as soon as his skin came in contact with the cold tile of the floor, a chill ran up his entire body, and he snatched his feet back onto the bed. He quickly crossed his legs, and began rubbing his feet.

“Ah! Too cold, too cold, too cold!”

He continued to repeat this to himself until his bare feet were sufficiently warm once more. From where he sat his amethyst eyes caught sight of a pair of thick black socks on a table that was only feet away from his perch, but between him and the warmth of the socks were three steps of ice-cold tile. Without a word though he sighed, and at the sound a female demon pushed into the room. She had short purple hair, and horns. She was wearing a set of casual clothes that let a pair of large purple wings expose themselves to the world. Though it was odd because she wore an eye-patch over one of her eyes.

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Tazuya thought that he recognized the girl, but he was more focused on getting the socks from the table.

“You called lord?”

The girl had asked a simple question. Her voice was small, young, and seemingly innocent. How was it she had come here? The lord of Sloth could hardly be bothered to retrieve the memory though.

“I need those socks.”

It was a simple request to the girl. One easily accomplished, but then why was the girl hesitating as she was. Tazuya could not think of a reason…. That was until another demon appeared in his room. He was simple as well. He had a pair of fox ears upon the top of his head, and a silver tail swishing out behind him. Tazuya knew this male as well, but still could not work up the enthusiasm to remember a name, or how he even came to be within his kingdom.

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As soon as the male had entered the room he had covered his nose, and made a sound of absolute disgust. It seemed as though he had an advanced sense of smell.

“GAH!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT RETCHED SMELL?!”

He shouted this though his hands that now covered his mouth, and nose. His eyes were watering, and the hair on his head and tail was standing on edge. Tazuya sniffed the air, and shrugged.

“I don’t smell anything.”

He was a simple man, and did not say more than was really needed very often. It was his voice that gave weight to his words. It was calm, yes, but there was also something behind his words that gave a powerful darkness to his words, making those below him quiver in fear. Though it was rare that Tazuya would ever raise a hand to anyone. Mostly due to the effort it required to do so.

“Damn it! Are you really THAT lazy, that you cant even clean this damn room?!”

The male yelled again, and only moments after he had spoke a dark realization fell over his face as he reviewed what he had just said. The entire room was quiet, it seemed as though the entire KINGDOM had fallen silent at the words of the man. It was as though everyone was having a moment of silence for a fallen companion.

“Wh- What was that you just said?”

Tazuya’s eyes had become covered in shadows that came from his hair, and a demonic energy had begun to rise from around his body. There were very few things that could make the Prince of Sloth lose his temper, but calling him lazy was a fatal mistake that a person was only prone to make once in their life-time. Their last mistake.

“My lord forgi-”

The male was cut off as Tazuya’s feet tapped onto the cold tile of his room. This couldn’t be good. Only moments before he wouldn’t even touch the floor to grab a pair of socks. before the male knew what had happened, he felt the heavy fist of Tazuya slam into the roof of his head. It was a small burst, but Sloth had put every ounce of his strength into this single strike. It was faster than a blink, and louder than a gunshot. The male’s head exploded like a watermelon, and his body crashed through the floor. It continued to break through the floors below until it hit the solid ground of the infrastructure at the base of the castle. Even then there was a massive crater where his body had hit. The bones of the male had turned to dust, and his limbs were strewn in all different, and odd directions as though they had been forced a way they were not supposed to go. Other than that though the body itself was intact. Bleeding, and destroyed forever….. But intact.

Tazuya then returned his attention to the female. His purple eyes seemed as they did before now, and he was slouched forward, his natural bad posture. Even still though he towered over the girl.

“My socks please.”

He said to her, his voice now radiating the darkness that normally hid behind his tone. For a moment the girl was stuck in the same spot, frozen by the fear that she might be next to be crushed into oblivion, but this same fear helped kick start her. She quickly rushed over, grabbed his socks, and handed them to him. In the next instant he jumped back on the bed, eliciting a groan from the structure. Though it was the castle that groaned, and not just the bed. He seemed to weigh much more than it seemed. He quickly pulled his socks on, and then pulled his black boots on over them.

“Thank you.”

He was polite if nothing else, but the girl still feared for her life. Once she was sure she was out of harms way she fled the room, the fear still ravaging her mind as she ran. Meanwhile, Tazuya was pulling his black hoodie on over his head, allowing the hood to remain rested upon his head.

“Guess its time we open the gates.”

He sighed again after speaking, and before he knew it the gates at the front of the kingdom swung open. The gates were massive, heavy, and were built to allow Tazuya’s true form to be able to pass through it. So it took half the city to pull them inward, allowing the light of a new day to enter the gates. Any who wished it could enter now. There were no guards at the gates to stop them, and the demons of the city would not interfere. For they shared their Lord’s enthusiasm. That is to say they couldn’t be bothered with the job, and Sloth was not inclined to put forth the effort to make them. So the question lingered in Tazuya’s mind: Who was to visit his reopened home first.

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In the moments between Tazuya touching the ground till he attempted to punch the male, there was a sudden high pitched giggle and in the next moment a blur as the male was snatched to one side away from the punch, still causing the floor to be completely obliterated from the mere force of his strength itself; however, the male was left unharmed, shaky and pale, but unharmed indeed with the collar of his shirt in the hand of a very short, delicate looking girl. She’d been watching closely, extremely closely with an intensity she rarely showed for anyone else, so it was obvious who she was in all honesty as she made each little motion seem perky, bubbly and overly annoying to an extreme level just so show off the fact she was so hyper; yet even as she spoke there was something about her tone that showed she wasn’t playing around today.

Hikari: “Now now Tazuya, you shouldn’t go killing everyone… It’s not nice~”

Male: “Th-thank you…”

Hikari giggled once more before finally actually looking at the male with a gaze that seemed kind, and inspired hope in him… for a moment, then came the fact that without warning he started feeling his soul being absorbed into her without warning; his true form as a Kitsune was being revealed as she did, but this didn’t change the fact that he was losing his soul and his body was left a lifeless puppet that blinked with dull, flat eyes.

Hikari: “A good body is a good body after all…”

And there it was… seems like Hikari somehow had that effect of being a slight sadist, but in reality she tried to keep a store of bodies, never know when you might need a shell to place a soul in after all; Hikari never knew when it might come in handy and therefore was always trying to stay prepared… would this come to merit soon?

Matt:Tazuya had already become calm by the time that he realized that the male had not, in fact, been under his harsh blow. His demonic presence was also returning to the normal level that it tended to maintain. Without even hearing or seeing what had happened, Tazuya already knew who had just arrived.

“Hikari. You know it is rude to interrupt people larger than you.”

It was a simple tease at the girl about her height, or lack of. This was how they tended to interact with one another, but there was no harshness in his words. Then his eyes fell upon the male at her side. The prince did not fully know about her store of bodies, but he always had an idea of what happened to those that she drained of their souls. He just never put forth the effort to figure it all out. Then it struck him. He quickly turned, and looked down into the massive hole that he had created in the ground.

“If he is there….”

As he peered into the hole he saw the crushed remains of the body in the hole.

“Then who is that?”

He asked more to himself, but it quickly left his mind as he returned to look at his small friend. It had been ages since he had seen her. Sleeping for as long as he did had negative effects as well. Luckily though she did not look any older than before, and was still just as short. As if to emphasize this to himself he placed his large open palm against the top of her head with a grin on his face.

“Ah. Everything is as it should be.”

He mused to himself with a large chuckle.

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We all know now that everything was topsy turvy and simply crazy. The turning of the time piece had thrown everything out of whack and one of the things affected by this was just where would Katrina and Grey end up after she hastily teleported the pair away from the Witches circle. As much as she loved her dear Lavinia, being thrown out of the circle in a fit of rage by the Elder and hearing the whispers of her Mistress had meant that the cat simply couldn’t stay there. Directed by the voice to take the strange man with her, she had clasped his hand and allowed her power to channel her to a place whereby they might find a necromancer to undo what had been done. That was the plan….but not all plans go so smoothly.

Out of thin air, the pair landed, with Katrina crashing to the ground first with a god awful thump. Re entry was not exactly her strong suit. Not to mention she looked like Hell. Her hair was everywhere, and she was still smoldering a little from Lavinia’s attack. Dazed and with a really sore bottom, she tried to get up to stand but found for some reason that the environment was making her sleepy. Was this a magical thing, or….was she simply out of power in this strange place. Katrina didn’t recognize any of it. She blinked repeatedly, then rubbed her eyes with her little fists. From the fry pan and into the fire. Could this place be worse than where they had come from? It was starting to appear that way.

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Seeing the form of the man she had brought with her, she started to crawl over on the ground and tapped his back a couple of times, but each time she was getting slower…and slower. Her head was bobbing as though she was nodding off.

“We’re…..here….I…just…zzzzzzz…Eep!…I don’t…zzzzzz….know where….zzzzzzZZZZZ….EEP! Wake up..wake up Kat!” Kat tried to smack her own face to stop the feeling of sleepiness, till she stopped mid slap and collapsed on top of Grey.

~Snorrrrrreeeee~ ~RB~Sieg:

Kingdom of Hell- Sloth
This situation couldn’t have been worst, not only he most likely would be unable to visit a single bar at the kingdom of gluttony but also now he would need to avoid the witches circle for a long while, something that did not made him happy because the fact that the place was the witches territory made it a perfect neutral ground for meeting of all kinds, but no…he had to blow it just because that Prince couldn’t just go eat a big breasted maid or something…no…he had to follow that girl, the very same who pretty much entered his body and pretty much violated any sort of physical, metal or spiritual privacy he had…well…he did not had physical privacy and he did not really had a soul but still! It was rape in some twisted way, but at least he still had the control…at least things couldn’t get worst right?

Son of a moog-!!

He yelled out a half finished insult, one that ended as soon as his face met the cold ground and leave the mark of his face on it. It hurt him, made him recall the first time somebody forced his face on the ground and sadly that might have opened the gates for certain memories that he preferred to keep hidden from the invader inside his body…in the end him basically wearing a preacher’s clothes, holding a book considered holy and going around doing good, not to mention things like celibacy, were things that he did not wanted her to know…in the end if anybody found out he technically was a priest he would become the laughing stock at bars. The idea would have made him blow off, but strangely enough the air itself here felt heavy just as his bones…and it seemed like he wasn’t the only one

Yeah I know we are- wait…what’s with you?

The aura around this place was having a harder time to affect the undead, something he needed to thank his chaos for but that did not meant it had no effect. His body felt like it weighted a ton, but he still had enough reflexes and brain power to put together that something was up with this place…suspicion confirmed as soon as the other female there on top of him. Out of mere reflex Grey caught her, shaking her a bit as he frowned and sighed out. Yeah…his day was getting greater and greater…

Go get the girl they said…it will be fun they said…you will pay your debts they said…and now I’m with shit all the way to my neck

Jobs never came as expected, but one thing was something going off during a job and be forced into an unexpected fight or to retreat and another was to end up a witch asleep on top of him, an spirit pretty much inside of him, and being stuck in a land that seemed to be draining him off by the minute. The worst part of this? He could lay a finger on the witch no matter her looks that he actually did not found so bad…nope…she saved him, the spirit was there to witness everything, he couldn’t blame any actions in him being drunk, and worst of all…she was a witch, he refused to lay a finger upon one in an indecent way again, at least not after what he saw

Why can’t I get stuck in a closet with a succubus again?…is it so much to ask?…

He sighed deeply, his eyebrows furrowing as he started to feel how his limbs felt like they began to weight more than usual. They had to get a move on, where? who knew…but they had to. So Grey basically cursing all along the way somehow forced himself to his feet, feeling as if they were made of concrete as he raised the female, Kat, in his arms, panting sightly in the process. By now he blessed his resistance to this type of things, or else he would have ended up literally sleeping cuddled to the witch for who knows how long. But if he did not wanted to fall asleep he needed something, conversation…anything…

I guess you don’t know where your friend brought us…do you ghost rapist?…

 

The Witches Circle – Lavinia’s Curse : PD

Banishing the Lord of Gluttony; Prince Beelzebub, was just the start of the dramas that were to unfold for those present at the Witches Circle.

 

Fu:

 

The Witches Circle.

 

Oridin’s Cabin === > Witches Circle

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Oridin Lexington : ” *huff huff * Slow down , I still didn’t catch my breath but what’s this energy coming from ; Is that from a Elder Witch ? ”

– Oridin didn’t reach the Circle yet but he was able to feel the currents of magic in the air , all being drawn towards the nature of the spell being cast ; a banishment one at that and extremely potent too. The Apprentice finally reached Esme and would spot the newcomers , people all foreign to him but this didn’t make him afraid but just wary . He didn’t see such a big person before in his life , but that can always change . What concerned him was that now seeing one of the Strongest Witches with an extremely potent force at her disposal , all of the power that she’s accumulated through her own special means would be disastrous if she didn’t show any mercy but that too was all up to the chance whether or not she decided to be lenient . Oridin would assume by the fact she hasn’t done anything but release a portal into existence that he was meant to return to another land , that of course meaning he was not welcome here of all places . Was he an enemy ? An acquaintance ? Or a person who done them wrong ? Oridin hurried up to catch up to Esme finally and let out a big sigh to indicate how draining it was for him to get where he was now . –

Oridin : ” Who are all these people ? ”

Sieg:

The Witches Circle.
Losing his motorcycle, losing his drinks, most likely losing his reward for retrieving this girl and having this Prince having a hold of his hat and even going as far as to threaten him was bad enough, and having a soul forced inside his body made things even wrost for him and just made him desire he could lunge at Beel right now just to rip off his jaw and stick his fist so deep down his stomach at the holy knuckles would melt it. So the soul stuck in him didn’t needed to clarify that, in the end he wouldn’t have done it anyways…if anything he would have find it funny that this guy was stuck here

First of all…don’t you give me orders you scum…second…if you want to go so badly to hell I will take you there, just give me a moment to rip your ugly face to shreds and mail you back to your lapdogs in a trash bag

He threatened him back, grinning at him almost like if he taunted the prince to come closer and fight him right there. Yeah, it was a bad idea and Grey knew it well, but if Beel consumed him then he had no means to go back home and he would most likely eat the holy knuckles too and basicly get something wrost than a just pain inside his belly. And if Grey actually won, he would have the pleasure to punch this guy into submission and humilliate him because a mere undead managed to hurt him, an Archdemon, with a pair of holy items. Of course…before he could insult him again something happend, and upon turning his head Grey saw something that pretty much induced fear into him

Oh my…

Grey had very few rules, but out of those few rules one stood quite high compared to the rest and it was to never, ever, piss off a powerful witch because it usually ended up badly. And he knew this because he had a brief and pretty physically painful romance with one very long ago…with the difference that the one that he got mad was nowhere near as powerful as this one that basicly removed him and the feline that the girl’s body called Kat out of the way with no effort, causing Grey to basicly crash into a stone as he looked up, sightly terrified at what was happening

Just great…just what I needed…

I don’t have enough energy to even teleport my ass out of here…and that psycho is going to surely go after my ass next…dammit! this was meant to be an easy job!

Still not used to his thoughts being heard, Grey looked to the sides, ddesperatelyseeking for the whereabouts of his motorcycle in case that by miracle it was still intact and he could take off before that witch decided to get rid of him as well…but sadly for him the only thing around was a lonely wheel hanging from a branch of a tree…which for Wattson it meant that he was currently done for if he also called upon the witch’s anger. Yet, almost like a miracle someone approached him, offering him a chance to get out of there

Stay here and be around THAT…or go with this one to who knows where…yup…definetly I pick the stranger here, I would pick a black van that says free candy at this point

You don’t have to say it twice darling, anywhere is better than here

He did not doubted for a moment when he reached out and took her hand, as he said any place was better than their current location or so he believed, so he just reached out and without a doubt took Kat’s hand, just hoping that her teleporting methods were a bit more accurate or better than his…in the end the last thing he wanted was to end up falling down again to the ground from a long distance and having to hold someone to avoid them getting damaged. So he hoped, to his inside, that she knew what she was doing or that at least she would get them the hell away from here.

Zetta:

The Witches Circle.
The magical beings all seemed to be in shock at Beelzebub’s presence, something he felt even without the tension rising from the especially angry witch. She had been exclaiming at this point, swarming with magical energy.. To him though she was just a big bowl of soup with various other food particles within it, that he could suck right up. He felt the pressure from the rumbling, all now inside of her, finding it to be a strong force in itself. However, even now, nothing he’d felt could match the power of the Devil himself. A force that he had met in his youth, so to face this, especially with his mighty physique as well as his small resistance to such magical entities: The glutton prince tilted his head back, the princess’ body was still being digested, marking how unfortunate he was at this moment. If he was put to blows with another creature of even slightly lower power than he, he would find them a hard match-up.. But the all-powerful magician wanted nothing to do with Beel, shouting out that he was to begone, a portal opening up for the male.

She gave him the perfect opportunity, the sooner he had returned this body to his Kingdom the better. So he only smiled at them all. “This isn’t over, mage!” He said, turning his back to face the portal as it had been drawing him in, it pulled his body with strong force that he could not resist anyway.. Beelzebub had no quarrels with anyone but the chaos magic user, the boy had just made a very powerful enemy. Could he make powerful allies here?.. Who knew as the portal closed, ridding the sacred place of one of Hell’s most foul.

Kiri:
The Witches Circle.
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Sayaka was glad that Kat was able to hear her despite having been in a spiritual form, and thanks to that Sayaka reentered the body of Grey for the duration of their trip, glad that Kat at least had an idea of where they could go. Where would they go? Who would they meet? Was it someone from another kingdom? Or was it someone else? The situation around here was too volatile to ask for help, so where could Kat be taking them? Time would have to tell.

Razorbackwriter:The Witches Circle.

There was an eruption of emerald coloured flames the moment that the Prince of Gluttony had gone through the portal created by Lavinia in her moment of absolute anger. Smoke trailed high into the air, and there were cries from all the other Elders, be them witch or warlock as Lavinia was still channeling their powers. Only Esme and Oridin were free from the Lead Elder’s powerful hold. Kat, along with Grey had managed to escape the area, but their current destination was unknown to those present. Few in fact would have seen them leave.

Esme was standing with Oridin, who had both arrived just as all hell was breaking loose.

Oridin : ” Who are all these people ? ”

“The Elders of Dyre…all of them.” She was panting hard, and watching in horror as her aunt had harnessed all their powers, along with that of the ancestors. What she hadn’t seen was the black specters that had been released from the earth beneath the circle stones. They would have been brought from the East – the dark lands of Dyre. One thing that Esme knew for certain was, that even though Lavinia was incredibly powerful, she could not possibly maintain that much power within her current form. Not only was she a danger to everyone around her, but also to herself. The one that had been sent back via a banishment spell was unknown to Esme, who was not one to travel to Hell, unlike Katrina. The wily cat witch went wherever she liked, and that often got her into a lot of mischief.

Marguerite, the Dark One….all of them were unable to move. Frozen in their places and caught up in powerful streams that all continued to flow into the Queen of witches in the center of the circle. Barely able to move his head, the Dark one mumbled through gritted teeth.

“She….must….release….the..Elders…power.” It was draining everyone and there was a terrible sound coming from the lips of many. So much pain as if drawing on their own essence. Not fearing for her own safety, Esme jumped into the circle and sprinted across till she came to stand at Lavinia’s side, facing the spot where the Prince had vanished.

“Aunty….please, let it go!” Her voice was one of desperation. Her love for her Aunt and those around her showing in her eyes. Pleading with her Aunt. Little did she know that the woman’s inner darkness had been awoken, never to be put to sleep again. Her head slowly turned to that of her apprentice and niece, recognizing the girl that she had raised. She was blood. She was also innocent.

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Voices whispered once more, urging Lavinia to release. The worst was over and the threat had gone…for now. As simple as turning off a switch, the Elder closed her eyes, and all the links to the Elders around the circle was severed – like a cold blade slicing a vein. Witches and warlocks fell to the ground, including Marguerite and Shamus. The earth stopped trembling, but if one cared to see the dark specters had not gone back into the ground. They had found a new host and were not about to release her.

Esme reached for her Aunt’s hand, which was so cold to the touch. Where was the warmth that was usually there? The young apprentice looked about for Katrina, but she could not see her anywhere. Had the feline witch escaped her good friend’s wrath?

In the background, Shamus held his hand out for Marguerite to take so he could help her to her feet. The Black matriarch huffed loudly, before accepting it. He was the last person she ever wanted to touch. Thankfully, the area itself was undamaged from what had occured, but not all damage was visible to the naked eye. When Shamus had dusted himself off, along with Marguerite, who kept swatting him with her fan – he then looked across at Lavinia and her apprentice. He couldn’t help but grin to himself.

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“Looks like the young witch has courage after all.” Truth was in coming days she was going to need it. Seeing Oridin standing close, the Dark one swanned over to his side. “So you’re the one that Esme found. Welcome to the Witches Circle, boy.” ~RB~ 

The Witches Circle – Oridin’s Cottage : PD

Continuing from Helter Skelter, Oridin is notified of the dangerous event taking place in Witches Circle.  Will Esme and Oridin reach it in time?  (Fantasy RP)

 

Fu:

Oridin’s Cottage

Oridin Lexington:”’zzzzzzzzzzzzzz….. mm…… Huh ? ”

– The Male awoke to the sound of banging on the door of his cottage ; it would seem as if something was going on that was of major importance that even he a lowly mage apprentice would be called out . He rolled himself off of his bed and quickly went to put some clothing on , with the hoping that it wouldn’t take so long to do so without missing out on something that may happen in the instance between him waking up and him making it to the scene of importance. From the voice he’s heard and the thing’s he’s assuming by those words it would seem something did happen. The Blonde Male had nothing else to do but dart out of the door and follow Esme to where they had to go . When he had appeared to Esme Oridin was adorned in his standard mage gear ; holding onto his rapier adorned with a wand as it’s edge , odd in a sense but practical in the hands of a wizard.-

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Oridin Lexington : ” What’s going on ? ”

 

Sieg:

 

The Witches Circle.

 

Grey nearly cringed at the moment that he noticed he didn’t came here alone, not actually expecting Beel to be able to have some sort of connection that allowed him to follow them when he used his chaos control to get out of the throne room, so it was easy to expect, that he was taken by surprise when he saw that hand moving his way trying to grip him, moving out of the way as he could but only gaining because of this losing his hat and a few hairs that got caught in the powerful grip, something that caused him to growl as Beel as he positioned himself a bit back, glaring towards the Prince as it seemed like his gaze moved from him to the hat that he had left behind…and he did not looked amused nor scared, he wanted to rip his head off his shoulders

Give it back…give it back or else I will punch you in the soul and squeeze your damned heart!

Grey held very few valuable objects, that hat that may have seemed ridiculous was one of them because it worked well to distract people from the scars on his face, aswell as hide what seemed to be marks of stitches that ran across his forehead. The Frankenstein creature was well aware of it’s looks, and despite he mostly did not cared for them that hat held enough value for him to openly threaten a possible future client that way…with a threat that would seem empty until the moment he reached inside of his coat, noticing the new arrivals but also not caring for them at this very moment

And I hope you enjoyed it…because that’s the last thing I will make sure you taste unless you give me back my bloody hat

He may have not looked threatening towards Beel, given that he was an Archdemon and also a Prince of Hell why would he be in fear of a simple undead without soul, even if he weilded that energy? Even if he could hold himself in a fight, he did not seemed a threat at all towards him…at least perhaps…until the moment he took those golden knuckles out. Holy words and blessings were recieved by that golden metal long ago, before and after it was molded into what seemed to resemble a pair of brass knuckles that he had placed on as he got into stance, his eyes fixated on the giant demonic being before him as the very strange presence came from the knuckles. It was holy, pure…a thing that on contact would basicly give any creature of unholy origins a really bad time if it touched them…making it the more stranger why an souless being, an undead, had them with him

I’m going to show this guy…nobody interrupts me during works and threatens to make me lose money…and above all takes my hat! Who does he thinks he is!?

His anger and his focus on this object he held so dear made him lower his guard, not notice the lost soul that sought him out of everyone here as a vessel until it was too late. The next thing he knew was that a deep pain appeard on his chest, as if a needle made of ice went through his chest slowly and began moving inside of him. He felt invaded, and nearly for a moment lost before he just shook his head and focused back on Beel as he still remained with his hands up, as the holy knuckles glew with in the light from that place. But despite the appearance he putted up, he could notice something strange happend. For instance he could notice somebody else there, a figure of a female, one that he found odd not by looks but by the sensation caused within when his eyes settled on her, at least on the shape she took, only visible for a few selected ones from which he was part of. He was about to say something, to question it’s presence…but yet before he got into it something interrupted his thoughts and it was the conversation the onlookers had

Uh…

With his body somewhat sensitive from what had happend, and the annoyance from the fact Beel was not only making his job harder but also the fact that he might accidentally have snatched his hat…Mr. Wattson was not in the mood to hear them arguing among themselves while they left him to his fate against the empowered prince. But he tried to endure it…count to five as he tried to focus on Beel for a moment until finally he felt as if a vein was about to pop on his head. Unable to endure their conversations anymore, the undead roared at them, using all the power in his lungs and all his self control to not jump and them and make them silent himself

Shut up!! Unless you going to do something more constructive than to stand there like morons and talk among yourselves, then shut the hell up!

It was unwise to talk to a witch or a warlock like this, with such disrespect, but like all undeads much was taken from his life, enough for him not to care about those consequences as he focus turned over the possible hostile right now, as again he got himself on guard in case he tried to get close. He honestly didn’t knew if he would even be a match for him in his current state, even if a single touch from his knuckles would make Beel think about Grey’s ancestors when he was cursing his mother for giving birth to him, he was honestly unsure if he could hold himself in a fight against him right now, in Beels empowered state. But it was a fight that the Prince picked upon touching that accesory of his. Of course, an added difficulty would be battle with this magic users arguing among each other aswell as with that strange feeling dwelling within his chest. It was strange he knew…but he could swear that it was almost like if something was turned on inside, like if that candle that long ago died out inside of him suddenly was there again, a light not dying in the hands of death but being new, almost like if it did not belonged to him. It was almost like if again a soul was inside, but the possibility itself was ridiculous right? In the end he was an undead…for that to happend a…

Wait a…

He eyed the body quickly, paling in realization of what maybe just happend as he felt his stomach twisting in itself. It couldn’t have, he refused to believe it because the thought itself sickened him to no end…it had to be his imagination even if his mind told him otherwise. It was a mistake, an after effect from that thing he smoked in the last bar he was at…because there was no way it could have happend, right? Of course it couldn’t…because if it just happend…if that girl’s soul invaded his body he would be able to see her going through his own memories right?…wait, why was he taking that horrid possibility into account?! Yeah, it was horrid for him, in the end he did not wanted anyone to invade his privacy to such a deep level!…it was like having someone violating you on the most primordial level of your being…no, it couldn’t be, it surely was his imagination…or…was it?

Great googly moogly it’s all gone to shit…

Zetta:

The Witches Circle.
The air that passed by was not normal, it was filled with mystical influences, Beelzebub knew this not for fact. But from the difference in scent, wherever he had been transported to was certainly of a different nature from Hell. Knowing not a way to return he decided that a method was necessary to thrive here and return to face that purple-haired menace with Eren at his side. As of now though it would be difficult to do so, princess in his arms there was an arising need to identify the truer status of Sayaka. There was an unknown factor which had presented itself however, as the neurax worm felt the body leave unconsciousness and enter a comatose suddenly. As if there simply was no one left in the building, caught within a panic it had activated transcendence, but with no thoughts to possibly oppose it, the worm amassed total control of the body. It had enough time though run over 40% of it’s host’ brain, a method to survival, from the time it had planted itself within her mind it was learning more rapidly. Sending these thoughts to Beelzebub himself, alerting him to whatever made Sayaka an individual had left, The worm was hosting a body devoid of it’s own thought and thus could act on it’s own will, nevertheless it was now faced with a new problem.

The body it controlled, it’s last subconscious thoughts were of it’s own form potentially crumbling at the seems. For now it was merely sleeping, keeping it’s strength together to focus on staying alive. As it was matter once more, it could now succumb to weakness and die.. Pests filled the area around the two royals, probably friends of the boy who brought them all here.. That moment the Dark One and his group of women approached the prince, stating quickly that the body in Beelzebub’s arms was a snack. “Wrath, or Pride, it doesn’t matter..” He said lowly, in a grumble, because anyone could be snack to him. Beelzebub took pride in his victories, each one just brought him closer and closer to the belief that he was simply to be given everything he wanted. An enemy may overwhelm him temporarily, but just like Sayaka, they would inevitably meet their doom. He had dispatched of her quickly “She was done in less than 5 minutes..” 5 minutes from her assassination attempt the girl was finished, and she had not even been able to reveal her full power before he put her out. Too bad she was so thoughtless as to challenge the prince known for his hunger to an eating contest.

These conversation were in-between minutes, but provided the unconscious princess to regain itself, already the possessor had managed to read over 60% of it’s hosts memories. It had gained access to the hereditary Flames of Wrath, as well as knowledge of what the body was physically capable of.. Still it had not yet covered the means to enhancing the body even further, or the images within that gave the appearance of Sayaka in a different form.. Around the two was becoming uncomfortable, one woman had questioned the man he met back in Hell’s Kitchen with persistent questions and then accusations. Speaking as if it was the one called Shamus’ intention to lead the glutton prince into taking the Right Hand of Doom.. But wasn’t it his come-up to have gained an item with only having to kill another Prince as a stipulation?.. Beelzebub would just listen in, until the female had reached a finalized point of anger. Worry taking over her expression as the ground itself began to glow, it had been some time after since his own massive body made contact with the floor beneath. However this was not due to him, some outside force not spoken for just yet, he was clueless towards it’s origin. Without clear understanding of how he had even gotten here, he acknowledged this time here as what it was to be in a bad position..

Even with that though, “She and I were brought here without a word, where’s our ride outta here?” He asked the Dark One. Perhaps he could offer some guidance in this peril… Still in it’s rather mangled state, the creature shouted for the being it had always been a part of:. “Beelzebub, I need you!” With majority of it’s physical energy wiped, as well as it’s own new-found reserves of power gone, it’s form would rapidly deteriorate quickly now. When Beelzebub questioned it telepathically, it stated that it was going to die soon without the power that the body was accustomed to always holding. To which the prince allowed his aura to return, expelling all of the Flames of Wrath within his body, finally ridding of the burning feeling inside of him. Meanwhile, the worm within would find the means to preserving Sayaka’s body, absorbing all that it’s controller dished out. A process which took a full minute Her presence would seemingly return then, awoken from death, spreading it’s eyes wide as the worm barely felt the dryness of eyeballs. Had not even felt it directly, but through it’s impregnation of the brain could identify when any specific nerve was being affected by an outside presence.

This was how it could feel the body succumbing to an implosion or explosion, as well as how it knew that it was alone now.. Typically the creature was incapable of emotions, but had been introduced to a flood of all that an individual was capable of. Result being a deeply conflicted being, one that only knew of it’s time safe within Beelzebub and the abilities of it’s new host, so as it’s eyes opened, the creature threw itself at the glutton prince. Ignoring the voices around it which called out the name of it’s host to lock lips with Beel. In a make-out session, before the body reacted on it’s own, towards a familiar voice calling on it. This became the moment where the creature allowed itself to merge with what it was Sayaka, and adopt her unto itself… Herself. “You are…” Locking eyes with the dashingly dressed female. “Kat.” Spoke the indoctrinated Princess of Wrath.. Now it would appear that the other male was finally prepared to fight back, Beelzebub had a hat in his palm, which seemed to irk the intruder even more than what he said prior.. Instead of bickering with him though, he would simply show him up in return for the invasion on his castle. “I want to go home.” Therein absorbing Sayaka’s body whole, with no opposition from the awakened body she was gone in seconds. The resulting mass would be the first example of a powerhouse, full combination of two princes…

Beelzebub stared down at the boy, his eyes flaming with wrath, a glowing red aura to mark assimilation over his upper-half. What he felt burning within before was now gone, a result of now having the entirety of the princess within him except for her soul. The gluttonous prince did not make a single move, merely staring the other male down. “You will take me back, or you will be eaten.” A promise if he ever made one, incurred anger could have left him snarling, but he wanted to make a point. Frolicking with these losers was the last thing on his schedule of conquering.

Kiri:
The Witches Circle.
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Sayaka was slowly becoming better at taking on a form for herself for Grey to see, however, she couldn’t do much about the fact that Kat couldn’t do much more than sense her, with her soul now attached to the man she had to find a way to actually get them out of his alive; Beel wouldn’t allow the man to survive even if he did take him back and she knew it, but what could they do? Whatever the man held on his knuckles was definitely eerie, and in her spiritual form the blessed metal still made her shiver at the sight of it, Beel couldn’t absorb something of holy origin without it poisoning and killing him, that was a fool’s decision; the mere touch of that blessed metal would be enough to poison and heavily damage him, he was a demon. Sayaka had already finished taking on a definitive form that Grey could see, but only Grey as Kat was reduced to sensing her as a feline, and with this definitive form Sayaka was gaining an idea.

The air suddenly began to drop in temperature as Sayaka watched Beel take over her body, though that body would never be hers again, and that meant that the Flame of Wrath would be destroyed now that she had been separated from her body in such a manner, it would have been devoured by the chaotic energies and therefore all sources destroyed forever. Sayaka had originally intended to use that flame to find the one who had set the curse upon their family, but this too would have to work out as she had no other alternative, with her anger at Beel doing such a thing to her precious feline servant the air was becoming dangerously cold; everyone would have found their breath to be releasing bursts of steam instead of not, proof that the air was becoming far more on the chilly side of things.

“I don’t know who you are… but I know this didn’t go according to plan, don’t follow his orders! I have a plan!”

Sayaka said this to Grey urgently before he could make a rash decision, and next was sprinting, or rather floating, straight for Kat at the fastest she could move currently until she got used to this; though this wasn’t very fast, and it would have seemed to Grey that she was taking her time. She could hear his thoughts and hadn’t yet realized that she was able to actually read his thoughts and memories and know everything about him, a fact she would learn at a different time as she finally stopped near Kat. Kat would have felt a small wind running just barely over her hair, a whisper in her ear as Sayaka spoke to her, grateful with everything that she was now that her lovely, cheeky little servant was a feline.

“Katrina… Kat… I ended up latching onto the man who brought Beelzebub and I here, however, as you know Beelzebub isn’t happy. I need you to get the other witches here, if that is what they are indeed from what I can tell, to handle Beel so that you, my savior and I can find a necromancer… I need a new body if we are to still hunt down the source of the curse. Please… Kat.”

Razorbackwriter:The Witches Circle.

The wind suddenly rose sharply with excited chatter spreading throughout the vast area that surrounds the Witches circle. None were prepared for the show that was before them, least of all the Dark One, who was actually enjoying what he was seeing. Lavinia was right – everything was off kilter and Shamus couldn’t have been more pleased with this. Its affects like sickening tentacles were even finding their way to the Circle and this was causing upset with those that could not be seen. The ancestors. The whispers were growing louder as the wind picked up. The clouds above rolled over, with the white starting to mix in with the grey and some even turning to black. Cracks of lightning rocketed between the oncoming storm clouds, followed by the rumble and roar of thunder claps. All the witches and warlocks were standing just outside the circle, which itself was now glowing as if the earth was ready to release something that had been held within it’s belly for centuries. The only one that had ventured in was Katrina. Drawn forward by the sight of the body of Sayaka who was at that time being held by Prince of Gluttony. Beyond the circle, the Dark one and Lavinia had been engaged in a bitter argument, but it was now clear to all that the fact that Beel’s presence was not only causing further imbalance, it meant that valuable time was being wasted.

None of this however seemed to matter to Katrina. Her focus was on the body that Beel held, and what it did next left her shell shocked. The cat witch was almost certain that she felt Sayaka’s soul, yet the body…the remaining part of the Princess of Wrath was now awakening. How could that possibly be? And her behavior? To kiss the great lump of a Prince was enough to make bile rise up into the cat’s mouth. Katrina gagged a little, turning her head away and placing a hand up to her mouth as though to stop herself being sick. She only turned back when she heard a voice that came from the body.

“You…are Kat.”

Of course she was bloody Kat. The white of Katrina’s eyes showing and a look of horror on her face. Her head raising slightly as the woman sounded nothing like herself. Where was the fire? Where was her spirit? It was almost as though someone had stuck their fucking hand up her arse and was puppeting her to act and speak. A nasty cat like growl emerged from Kat’s throat, as her tail whipped around behind her. Ears that were usually standing tall were flat against her golden hair. This did not go unnoticed by Lavinia, who had now turned her attention on the spectacle being played out before her. The Witches circle was a place of spiritual significance to the witches and warlocks alike. The disturbance was now engaging forces that none could have anticipated.

The Dark one then started to chant….

~Tick tock tick tock tick tock goes the clock~

It was almost like he was trying to bait the Elder witch, while at the same time reminding the Prince of Gluttony that he was on a quest, and every minute he spent in the Circle, was a lost minute to his search for the heart. A mischievous grin was now spreading on his face as the very air was now ripe with so many voices, and one thing that Shamus was counting on, was playing out right before him.

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The rock that made up the formation of the Witches circle started to rumble, like another earthquake and greater than the force with which Beel’s impact had made. It was enough to have Katrina spin around and see that Lavinia was going into some sort of hypnotic like trance. Her whole body was shuddering and then she took one step into the circle.

“Meow?” Kat had never seen Lavinia like this before. Black shadow forms rocketed out of the circle and then tore into Lavinia’s body – each one hitting her causing her to jolt as though being struck by a force again and again till it settled and the wind suddenly stopped. Lavinia’s eyes were the blackest of black, and you could see the power charging throughout her body. A sickening greenish glow that rose especially from her hands. In behind, the Dark one took two steps back. Oh this was going to be bad. She aimed a hand at Kat, her claws now drawing in as though to catch something, and Kat squeaked loudly as she was picked up by a green beam of light and thrown far out of the circle where she hit a tree and slid down into the brush. Lavinia started to walk through the circle and then her right hand did the same action, only towards Grey, who again she used the force that was the harnessing of the ancestors to snatch and throw the man out the opposite way of the circle. The ancestors wanted them out of the circle. Gone from the site of their most sacred ground.

At last she turned her attention on the one known as Beel. The Prince of Gluttony. When Lavinia opened her mouth, it was not just her voice, but layers of many that spoke through her.

“Begone to the pits of hell, foul creature….LORD OF GLUTTONY!” She had made her mark and each and every witch and warlock, EVEN the Dark one who was trying to resist the strength of Lavinia’s pull on their signature power, was now channeling into her. Like a beacon. A chorus of chants rose up as in the bushes Katrina popped her head up to see that Lavinia was performing a banishment, the reverse of a summons. A large portal appeared behind the Prince that was made especially for him. On the other side was the Kingdom of Gluttony.

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“GO!” Lavinia screamed, engaging the portal’s magic to suck Beel from the circle…..never to return.

The Prince wanted to go home, and she had just provided him with a one way ticket.

Katrina’s head peeked up again, and then she got up onto her feet wobbly. She was unsteady both because of the knock to the head, but also the fact that Lavinia was channeling so much power. It was insane. No one should ever perform such a feat. At that moment Esme ran up to the area where all the witches and warlocks were standing, shaking and their arms stretched out for Lavinia. She had total control, and Esme had reached the site after the banishment had been performed.

“Aunty?” Esme was shocked to see what was happening. “Aunty please?” She cried out only to see the enraged and possessed witch turn around to face her. “Oh fuck….” Esme whispered. Oridin may have caught up by now, and seen the results of the Prince of Gluttony’s impromptu visit. “She’s harnessed the spirits of the ancients.” This…was bad. Very…very bad. Even the Dark one, with all his evil skills and power was no match for her.

Lavinia had been awakened from centuries of slumber. The dark had risen.

With Esme getting Lavinia’s full attention, Katrina skittered along the outer boundary till she found Grey, who had also felt the power of Lavinia’s wrath. She crouched down and whispered.

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“I heard her. I know what to do. Hold my hand.” She reached out for Grey to take it, and if he did the two would blast out from the witches circle grounds bound for a new adventure. ~RB~ 

The Hangman’s Noose – Fight Club : PD

The Hangman’s noose – Fight Club

 

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Blood sport arena and fight club.

Razorbackwriter:  The Hangman’s noose – Fight Club

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Boy, did Kat know how to pick a place. You could literally taste the testosterone as you walked in the front door. Wall to wall muscle and beef cake. Fighters of all sizes and shapes. From dwarves to Giants and orcs. Many were enjoying drinks, betting on the upcoming fights, or admiring the hostesses, that went from table to table ensuring that the customer’s every need was serviced. It was actually rare for female fighters to make an appearance, which was when the place really erupted. A few of the regulars spotted Kat off the bat, and the loud sound of wolf whistles and cat calls began. Typical. Ruled by their prick dicks and not enough blood to the brain. Kat sashayed in, her hips swinging like a pendulum – hypnotic and sensual as fuck. She knew how to draw attention, but the real draw card was coming in behind her.

The Princess of Wrath. A few men got instant raging boners just from the sight of the red vixen in her leather cat suit like fight gear. She was armed, sexy and down right dangerous.

“Hello boys. Brought my new Mistress out to play. Meow.”

A few whispered, and there was much elbow nudging along with winking. It was easy to see that a few of them were already having lusty thoughts about the pair. A few probably would pay a lot to see the Princess and her cat in a pool of jello, or swatting each other with pillows whilst on a long greasy pole. All to titillate, sure – but the Kat had other ideas. The reason they were there was so that the Princess could learn to take control of her fire powers. To regain her soul and above all, to kick someone’s dick into the dirt.

The bar manager, a short statured irish dwarf came hobbling over. He used a emerald tipped cane for support and with an eye patch on his left eyes, he used his shining right one to observe the pair.

“Who have you dragged in my club, Kat?” Oh he knew the feline well, but had never met royalty before. Really, he’d shit a brick if he knew who she was. Did the Princess want to be incognito? Kat chewed her bottom lip and wound her tail around the bar manager’s throat in a sensual manner. “My Mistress. We want your biggest and baddest boof head to turn into cat food.” She giggled as she wiggled and shot her Mistress a wink.

“Ahahaha, really. Well, I think my punters might enjoy the show. ROCK, come here.”

Rock happened to be a mountain of a man, who didn’t look to have any brains to speak of. Kat’s eyes slowly went up till she could see the fat neck and then the triple chins. What a boof head.

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“Grrrrrr.” He didn’t like the kitty one bit, cause she was such wicked looking thing. Kat pouted at him, and then turned her head shyly towards the bar manager. Kat was trying not to laugh. The guy’s painted face and shocking hairdo was too much. Had he fallen from an 80’s time machine and landed in hell?

“Three rounds, tag team. Mistress, me and…Pebbles.”

“ROCK!” The man mountain roared.

“Oh sorry, I figured people would call you Pebbles due to the size of your nuts.”

What would Sayaka say?

~RB~
Kiri:  
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Those fiery gold eyes seemed to go right back to their icy selves as the Princess followed Kat into the club. Sure enough, the place reeked of testosterone for those of the higher senses, especially for females; Sayaka didn’t care for it, and she actually had to vie for a straight face so that her toes and face didn’t curl up from the stench. She kept her left hand tightly gripping the sheath of her sword, her right hand tensed in such a way that it wasn’t noticeable to the idiots surrounding them, but to Kat it would have been, that she could draw the weapon in an instant without warning. An old habit acquired by years upon years of training.

She was aware of the lustful stares which followed her frame, and she ignored the fact of the whispers; she wasn’t a fool, she had the brain needed to imagine what they could have been discussing, and her eyes weren’t so bad that she couldn’t perceive the erections within the men’s pants. Hmph.. fools all of them, though more than one gave an audible gulp of fear once her icy stare had been turned on them. The very way she held herself and the icy look in those burning golden orbs said it all: she could cut their dicks and balls from their bodies in an instant and walk away without any remorse. Sayaka stayed silent for the most part during the conversation with the owner, till the beef-head decided to show up.

“…Hmph. I don’t think his balls are the only thing that’s small my dear. Hmm… I have a better idea.”

Sayaka gave a small smirk as she drew her sword without a word, giving several men the impression she was insane and about to try and kill the guy, but that was a ruse as the very moment her sword was stabbed into the ground with a clang, her smirk widened into a small, but twisted grin as she began to pull on the power of her flames slowly. It was the same grin that she’d had in the throne room, but unlike before she was in control.

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“If he can get passed my sword, I’ll hand him the win, and quite a bit of money to go with it. Say…. two thousand in gold? I’ll also be fighting alone this time, let’s see if you can do it.”

Oh Sayaka was definitely toying with the owner and the brute, oh she was having some fun with this. Not only was she insulting the brute, but she was also placating the owner while aiming for his temper as well. It was like she was slowly becoming a different person, far more . . . conniving. Several of the men that had been eyeing her figure through her clothing were beginning to laugh, but others who were on the smarter side of things could tell that she was serious and were going wide-eyed in shock, while others still could almost see the sinister aura that was beginning to emit itself from her frame which only made them gulp visibly while move several feet further away.

Sayaka moved with a soft rustle, not losing her smile as she waited for his response, that grin gleaming while her aura slowly enveloped her while she pulled more and more on the flames, feeling her power rising, her Demonic Aura pushing into her while her flames leaked their power into her. What would be their response?

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Razorbackwriter:  The Hangman’s noose – Fight Club

This was the moment that Katrina had been waiting for. Her Mistress didn’t let her down when she showed that she was more than ready to get into training. The fight club patrons were not aware that this was all good practice in learning how to control the curse. By having the thick as a Brick “Rock” as the crash test dummy. As much as Katrina would have loved to get a chance to tag her Mistress, she knew when to put up her paws and let it be a one on one competition. A little shrug from the cat woman’s shoulders showed that she wasn’t miffed about missing out on scratching Rock’s eyes out.

“Guess you’re not going to get a little pussy tonight, Pebbles.” She gave the wrestler a pat on his chest and then grimaced, cause his skin was soaked in baby oil. Kat smeared her hand on the fight club owner, before dancing off to the bar, and climbing up on the top of it, so she could get a much better view of the show.

Sayaka drew her sword in a fluid motion and this brought gasps and some applause from the mostly male audience. Her weapon was pretty impressive, and while the Rock was more of a hands on fighter, he tried not to be intimidated by her actions. He snorted loudly through his large nostrils, getting a bit of snot on the back of the fight club manager’s head.

“If he can get passed my sword, I’ll hand him the win, and quite a bit of money to go with it. Say…. two thousand in gold? I’ll also be fighting alone this time, let’s see if you can do it.”

A huge cheer erupted from the bar, and Katrina was already dancing up and down – swinging her tail as she watched on with a sinful grin. That was some wager, and she knew that the manager could barely knock back that amount of coin. It was more than he made in a week.

“You’re on, Wench.” The dwarf said, pointing a gnarly finger at her, before stepping back and allowing the Rock full access at the Princess. Another cheer and then money started changing hands in earnest, while the Rock started to flex and roll his shoulders. He even went as far as to crack his neck, then give his budgie smugglers a good tug. Yes, he was wearing gold wrestler speedos. For such a big man, he didn’t look to be packing more than a dead bird. Nothing to write home about. Seems Kat was spot on with the pebble remark. The Rock beat his chest with his fists, causing a spray of that baby oil to get in the eyes of the front row spectators. Having that all over his body, surely was a fire hazard.

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The Rock was finally ready, and pointed at Sayaka.

“Going to break that sword, and throw you over my shoulder to have for later, after I get my money!” Cocky son of a bitch.
The Rock started a run at the Princess of Wrath and his right hand shot out to try and seize the handle of the sword, to wrestle it from Sayaka’s grip.

Watching up on the bar, Katrina put her hand over her eyes, but peeked between the break in her fingers.

“I can’t watch…but the suspense is killing me.”

~RB~

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~

 

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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.”

 

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 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?”

 

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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. 

 

 

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. 

 

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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.

 

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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~